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*Imagine that the girl is brown haired*

Amy's POV

"Seriously?! Why the fuck would you buy them pizza when we have plenty of food right here?!" I watch as father shouts at mother for trying to cheer up Parker.

At school Parker had gotten picked on and choked by three 5th graders. He's only in 3rd grade. He didn't do anything to them, according to the phone call mother had gotten from the school. Parker had only fallen the other day and a chunk of ice (since it's winter) hit one of the 5th graders.

They've been following him around amd harassing the poor kid ever since.

Mother stays quiet, which only fuels father's anger even more. I really wish she would divorce him or at least stand up for herself.

"You know what? Fuck this!" Father shout while standing up from his seat. "EVERYONE GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! YOU HEARD ME! OUT!"

We all scramble out of the dining room, father smacking Parker upside the head and throwing the pizza into the trash can as we go out.

What a waste of food. I hear as father finishes throwing away the rest of the pizza before slamming down the steps and into the bathroom to take a shower.

We all scramble to our rooms and stay quiet. It's not until I hear the water running that I walk out of the bedroom and into the dining room to see mother with her head on the table.

I walk up and start picking up the dirty plates and packing away left over food.

Mother looks up at me and then starts to stare straight at the wall. I sigh. When fights like these break out, she always becomes disable like, not being able to do anything until someone snaps her out of it. Usually I get the 'fun' task of doing that.

I finish cleaning the table and then start organizing the dishes to wash them. I hear a chair screech on the floor. I watch as mother get's up and turns to look at me.

"Go to your room, I'll wash the dishes."

Not even a thank you, just an order. That's what my life has come to, following orders without any ounce of gratitude in return.

I don't argue, her love for father is too strong for her to realize it's slowly killing her. She won't see the truth of the situation if someome tells her, she has to see it for herself.

I nod, but just as I'm about to leave, father comes storming in.

"You little bitch! Didn't I tell you to get out of here?!" He shoves me against the wall, my head makes a huge bang, and then a crash as I hit the wall then the floor.

The world spins above me, I can hear mothers shouts before I'm sucked into oblivion.

I wake up with sunlight gleaming through the curtains. I groan and roll over, checking my alarm clock for the time. It's 8 in the morning. I didn't even get 5 hours of sleep.

The nightmares wake me up every single time. They don't happen too often anymore, but when I do, they don't let me sleep at all and I look like a racoon with circles under my eyes.

I was also worried about Brenda. She never came home last night, but that is to be expected from a teenager going to their first party. I just hope she didn't lose her Virginity.

I get up and go do my business in the bathroom, then changing into some baggy jeans and a sweater. I then check my phone for any messages.

I gasp. I have 7 missed phone calls from the same number and almost 100 messages from Lola, Bree and Kylie combined.

What the fuck happened over night that made me so popular?

I decide to call Kylie since she's probably the more reasonable choice.

It rings a couple of seconds before going to voice mail.

'Hi, you have reached the voicemail of Kylie Black, please keep a message after the beep. Beeeeeeeeeep.'

I hang up the call. I hate leaving voice mails.

I tried Bree next. It rang and then she picked up.

'Hello?'

"Hey Bree, I was wonderi-" I get cut off.

'Hahahhaha! If you actually started talking your hilarious! This is my voicemail which you have successfully reached, please leave a message after the beep. Beeeeeeeeeep!'

I glare at the phone. I want to throw it across the room, but that would be stupid considering my phone had nothing to do with the voicemail.

I sigh and call Lola. It rings and then she picks up.

'Hello?' Her voice is drowsy, she's just woken up so I know it's actually her this time.

"Hey Lola? I was wondering w-" I once again, get cut off.

'WHAT THE FUDGE AMY! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL NIGHT?!' I laugh at Lola's replacement of fuck. Her brothers are to over protective they don't even let her cuss correctly.

"I was in bed sleeping after wondering around town because some stupid idiot decided to play a prank on me. Anyways, I has like a million missed messages and calls from you, Kylie and Bree. What's up with that?"

She's silent before talking again, more softly and calmly this time. 'Amy, come down to Alex's house, it's urgent that you do, it's about Brenda. I will text you the address.'

I don't have time to ask how I'm supposed to get their before she hangs up on me.

She, Bree, and Kylie blow up my phone, but they don't even give me an explanation. I sigh and call Emily to see if my siblings can stay over at her house and if she can give me a ride.

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"Thank's again Mr. and Mrs. O'Neil!" I shout on my way out the door.

After Em yelled at me for waking her up, she agreed to have her parents watch over my siblings and to come with me to Alex's house.

The minute we had entered the door, Troy had attacked Sophie into a hug. I inwardly awed. Those two would be childhood sweethearts. I feel bad that in a couple of months, I'll be separating them. I just can't risk their safety. Besides, if it's meant to happen, it will happen.

After explaining the situation to Mrs. O'Neil, she agreed to watch my siblings for a while. although to be honest, she would have done it no matter what was going on. I just felt the need to inform her of the situation.

I get into the passenger seat of Emily's car and wait for it to heat up. I'm shaking with nerves. Why does Alexander have to do with the fact that Brenda has been missing?

I sigh and start to relax as the car starts moving out of the driveway. Emily glances at me with a worried expression before turning back to the road.

"Are you okay?" She questions.

"I'm just so worried, I have no idea where we are going, who we are going to meet, and if Brenda is okay."

Emily sighs. "Don't worry about it, it's probably nothing. Most likely Brenda got drunk and Alex dragged her to his house instead of waking you up in the middle of the night."

Guess that makes sense. I'm gonna be mad at Brenda for getting drunk, if that's the case, but I'll be more grateful if Alex helped her. We sit in tense silence until we reach the adress listed.

A mansion is the first thing to come to view, a white one that looks like it's the advanced version of the white house. Even the security is better.

There is a huge driveway that leads to to a gate with a guard post right next to it. Security cameras line everywhere, whether in plain sight or not. Armed security guards line the border, each about 5 feet apart.

This screams out one thing and one thing only, try to attack, you won't survive.

Emily carefully makes her way up to the driveway which are lined with rose beds. The little we can see of the inside is all green grass. With the morning sun shining onto it, it looks as though it's glowing.

Too bad, with winter coming near, the brightness of the grass will be gone by next month.

We roll to a stop right outside the guard post. The guard inside is quite young and handsome. He looks up from the security footage for a second before looking back down.

"Names?" He asks. His voice is a bit rough, as if he just got out of bed.

"Emily O'Neil and Amy Kuether." Emily answers for us.

"Buisness?"

"Here to see Alexander Black." I answer this time.

The man stops and looks up at us. He looks at us with fear. "Get out of here, save yourselves while you can, you do not want to get mixed up with him!"

Emily and I look at each other, both thinking the same thing, big scary gang leader made his gang members afraid of him. How the fuck does an 18 year old make 30 year old afraid of him?!

I smile at the man. "Sorry, but this is really urgent, sir."

He sighs and then turns from friendlyish to cold. "What is your business with the big boss?"

Great, he's going all gang member on us now!

"Um, you know what, let me call Lola, she can explain everything to you." I take out my phone about to call Lola when he interupts me. What's up with everyone interrupting me now?!

"Lola Canders?!" I nod my head yes slowly.

He shakes his head. "No, no way! Lola Canders is way too protected for you to have come anywhere near her!"

That's probably true, her brothers didn't want me to befriend her either, but they can't control everything she does.

I shrug my shoulders at the guard. "We both know her, if you don't believe us we could call her but she will probably be asleep, then her brothers would kill you for making us disturb her beauty sleep."

His eyes widen. I have a feeling my empty threat is not so empty.

"Sorry for the hold up." He says before he opens the gate.

I smile at Emily as we pass through the gate. My mouth soon falling open at the sight that greets us.

The driveway is perfectly black and smooth. The mansion looks even better from up close, I can count 20 windows. Though those are the ones I can see through the morning sun and the are facing in my direction.

Emily parks at the front entrance of the mansion. The door is a darker shade of white, but with golden patterns lining the broder of it.

Me and Em get out of the car and walk up the steps to the mansion who is seeming more like a palace each day.

When we reach the front door, I reach out a hand, carefully and ring the door bell. It's so sparkly I'm afraid to get it dirty.

Me and Emily barley wait a minute before the door is unlocked and opened to an older version of Alex.

The same guy who saw me last week! He's Alex's second in command! I think he's also his brother.

He raises an eyebrow at us. I don't focus on that though, I focus on the fact that he's half naked.

He's only wearing boxers. I quickly avert my gaze, instead looking beyond his shoulders and suveying the bit of the interior decorations that I can see.

I look upat him and he looks down at us, well, me, with a scowl.

"If your one of my brother's one night stand, I don't know how the hell you got here, but your purpose was for a one night stand, so you have to leave before I call security."

Rude much? I glare at him. "How about, we get your stupid brother down here so he can explain why the hell I'm here."

He looks at me. This time really looks at me. "Hmm, you don't look like his usual hook up, plus you just called him stupid so... I guess I could do that if and only if you can tell me the name of his best friend."

How the fuck am I supposed to know that?! I would scream that at him, but that would probably get us kicked out.

I look to Emily, a confused expression on my face. She mirrors my expression as well.

"Um, I don't know?" Emily questions.

The guy for the first rime we got there smiles.

"Well, you're not a stalker so, I guess I can let you in." Wow. This guy really is an idiot.

We walk behind him as he leads us into the house. The edges of the walls are lined with gold, the walls themselves being a white color.

My eyes land on a hallway which in my opinion, mysterious guy led us past quite quickly.

Oh! That reminds me, I have yet to ask for mystery guy's name.

"Um... What's your name?" Hashtag awkward.

He doesn't spare me a glance but still answers me. "Alec."

"So Alexander Black, and Alec Black?" Emily questions. I smile. Wow. Wierd names.

He nods and leads us down a narrow hallway. Damn, this house is huge!

We walk for a while before he leads us up a stair case. I got lost around the 3rd turn, if they were to attack me right now, I wouldn't even know left from my right, down from up. That's how confusing this place is.

About 2 minutes later we arrive in front of a green door. That's right, green. The door color is the most hideous shade of green you will ever see. A color that ugly doesn't belong in a beauty like the mansion.

Alec knocks before stepping inside.

Emily and I gasp at what we see. Tubes and wires are connected to a person unconscious in the bed, a lady who looks fairly young in standing overhead, but looks up at our gasp.

Alex sits in the chair to the right of the bed, and also lools up when we arrive.

"About time you guys fucking got here!"

"Language!" The old lady scowls at Alex.

Alex frowns and mutters a sorry.

"So...." Emily trails off.

"Right!" Alex claps his hands together. "Um, yesterday, after the prank we played on you, Shawn, Caleb and I all went to a party. On the way out we ran into Brenda and her friend. They glanced at us then continued on their way. Before any of us could comprehend anything though, a truck came out of no where and hit all three of the girls. One died, one is seriously injured, and one is in a coma."

He says it so casually, as if we were talking about to wheather.

"Who died?" Please God, please don't let it be Brenda!

"A girl named Jenny something." Oh! I know her, she hates Brenda, but Brenda is nice to her either way. I feel numb. One down, two left to go.

"Who's in critical condition?"

"Well, I never said critical condition, I said seriously injured, but it's a girl named Harley."

My eyes widen. Two down, one to go. My heart beats faster and more forcefully as I choke out the next sentence.

"Are you saying Brenda is in a coma?!"

Silence fills the room, even the lady had stopped to watch.

"Um, yes?"

"What do you mean 'Yes?'"

"I mean... You know what, ask her, she's the doctor here not me!"

I look to the lady who gives me a pity filled smile.

"With the alcohol in her system, we can't tell if she's unconscious for the time because of all the extra work her body is doing to get rid of the alcohol and heal, or if her body has completely shot itself into a coma. I can't tell for another 3 or so hours."

"So you're saying, my sister's condition is yet to be determined?"

Alex nods his head. "That's exactly what she is saying."

"Wait!" Emily suddenly exclaims. "Who is she to be making those types of hypothesis, and why is Brenda here instead of in a hospital?!"

"So guys, meet the most powerful doctor in all of the United States." Alec answers. "Macy Black."

"Our mother."

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