Wilted Roses

Blurb: Wilted,dead,forgotten,and pain so much pain.These are my only feelings the one thing that keeps me from hanging or overdosing myself...Well that and the rest of my family...
The small whispered screams seemed to go no where. The somewhat stifled sobs echoed the around the small room. Their almost inaudible footsteps, their quiet short paced breathing were what we were straining hear. My eyes began to quickly scanned over the room counting and marking each kids hiding spot when I noticed Jesse's fiery red hair and her pale blue eyes staring back at me. I shook my head and mouthed 'Not yet' in her direction, watching as she hid herself once more careful not to make any more noise than necessary."Their here" Brenden whispered just as three men heavily armed with guns made their way past towards our room. "This is it, were going to di-." Brenden's grip on my hand tightened signalling me to be quiet.