I am a collection of fractured pieces, stitched together with violence, trauma, and blood. I know exactly what I am. A weapon. A monster. Something that was broken so many times that somewhere along the way, breaking became the only thing I knew how to do. And yet, when Lorenzo looks at me, I swear he sees something else. Not something innocent. Not something good. Something worth keeping. Something worth claiming. He has never been foolish enough to say it aloud. But I have always been a great reader of the things people are too afraid to say. I hear confessions in his silences. I see promises in his eyes. I know every word Lorenzo swallows before it can reach his lips. And somehow, every one of them says the same thing. He sees me. Not the blood. Not the scars. Not the violence carved so deeply into me that I no longer know where the monster ends and the man begins. He sees all of it.

Reign and Rose twins who were separate at the age of 7 because of reign being accused of trying to kill Rose and was sent to a private school for trouble kids. Unknown to her family (besides her mother) she was abused since the day she got there. Imagine her surprise when she is asked to return for her mother funeral. Reign will have face her 5 brothers her twin who doesn't even remember her or what happened and a new baby sibling? All while trying to trust her family and hide her vulnerability Disclaimer: I don't own any images in this story *This story is not edited* *updates every Sunday*

One last chance...... That's what she told herself again and again, because if your own family doesn't love you... you start hating yourself. Pale skin, blond almost white hair.... people will instantly start questioning because she looks nothing like her family. First it started with family members, then her own parents and then her siblings. She's breaking and no one sees it. All she has is the voices in her head, the drugs and the pain of being abandoned by the very people who were supposed to love her no matter what.