Kai's POV 

It was Monday morning, that meant school, which meant me and Nya could finally escape the house for a while. It was currently 6am and I'm getting out of my old bed to go and shower while I still can. You see unlike a "normal" household we (meaning me and nya) have very strict times in which we are aloud to for example shower. I know it sounds ridiculous well that's because it is but it isn't nearly half as bad as you would think of you get into a routine of it.

I slowly open the bathroom door and close it equally as slowly, praying not to disturb either of my parents. After locking the door I start to take of my pyjamas. As I try and take of my shirt I wince in pain as I lift the shirt over my head, stretching the skin on my sides littered in fresh cuts and bruises from last night. I can feel one of the cuts reopen, I hold back my tears and bite me tongue to stop me whimpering. 

I step into the shower and turn on the water, letting it rush down me. I wince as it makes contact with my scars but I'm use to it now, in a weird way it is normal to have new scars every morning and to feel the familiar stint whenever I stretch of if something touches me. It's just how it is you know and I hate it but there is nothing I can do. To be honest if Nya wasn't here I ..... I don't know if I would still be. 

It sounds stupid but I don't think there is any point of me being here if not to protect her. I know all but brothers are suppose to and I do. The tears started to pour out my eyes now. I protect her cause out parents don't give two shits about us so it's up to me to look out for her and make sure she is ok.

I step out the shower and splash cold water on my face, hoping that it wouldn't look like I've been crying. "Stop crying Kai for fucks sake! Crying is weak! You are such a disappointment!" I memories of my ninth birthday came flooding back . Dad had shoved me against the wall and punched me in the stomach. 

I pull on my favourite pair of blue jeans, a black top and finally my old red hoodie. It helped to hide the scars from everyone. It's ironic really I'm the most popular guy in school, all the girls want to date me and all the boys want to be my friend but that's only cause they don't know the real me they know the playboy, cool kid, happy Kai only Nya knows the real me. Not even Lloyd knows and we are practically brothers but I just can't tell him I don't want anyone to see me as pathetic or a cry baby. No they can't find out.

Ok guys so this is what I'm thinking what do you think I would love to hear your thoughts and ideas!

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