Your mom married a man with a little girl and a guy who was four years older than you.

Since you moved to their house they have made it clear that they hate you, they don't consider you their sister and treat you indifferently or just ignore you.

Despite your attempts at being friends with your step sister she will always yell at you "I don't need a sister, I already have Cade! You are annoying!"

She would cry and go to her brother just to make him hate you even more. You never understood the problem, why do they hate you. 'Maybe it's becaus of my mom and this family'

They don't want a new family. It passes time until you finally got that in your mind so you eventually stopped trying to fit in and make them like you.

One day you arrived home very late beaten up, with bruises and sears on your face, arms, and your hands were covering a bleeding cut on your belly. It hurt like a bitch.

You thought everyone was sleeping so you sighed closing the entrance door ready to go to your room to cure your scar when someone pull you to them by grabbing your wrist.

A little groan of pain left your lips as you bumped into his chest, Cade‘s.

"What the fuck?" He frowned while looking at your face and the rest of you, "What the goddamn fuck happened to you?"