Chapter Three

What if life was full of care?

All our call will be answered..,

If life was full of care,

Every tear behind our Joy.

Will be seen. Every word behind

Our silence will be known.

If life was full of care,

All our pain and struggling

Will be honored.

If life was full of care,

Every moment of Joy

Will be cherished.

Kai POV

Years ago.

"Why are we here!"

Zane asks, He is scared. I could hear it in his voice, "I am scared." He breaks away. "It… It will be okay," I lied. It will never be okay again. He tortures our father to death and our mom is chained to the bed in the dark corner of the room, where he tortures and raped her. She screams for help but there is no one to help her.

"H... Help me," her voice faded away.

I will make him pay for what he has done to her. "He will pay!" That is my promise.

" Will mom be okay?" He asked, his teary eyes filled with hope. "I don't know!" I answered. Of course, she will not be okay.

"Of course, the bitch, won't be okay." Uncle J announced then he laughed mockingly.

"Don't call her that, you dick!" I shouted at him. He laughed mockingly, He grabbed my head and slammed it to the wall. Zane screamed, filling the darkroom with atrocity.

"No!No!" Mom cried, "Let him go!" She pleads, "Let them go, please." He laughed at her, "You'll pay for what you've done." She hissed at him.

"You bitch dare to threaten me!" He hissed at her while he whipped her. Her cries filled the darkroom with terror. "Mom!No!" We screamed. He tortures her right before our eyes. We couldn't do a thing, our feet and arms were chained. We couldn't move, it all played before our eyes. "No!No!Mom!" I plead, "Don't hurt her!"

"Why," mom asks. There was a moment of silence. "Why what bitch!" He hissed at her. "Why are you doing this?" She whispered in a shaken voice. He laughed at her and then whisked her across the face.

"No!" We yelled.

She cried out in pain, "Your brother trusted you." There was a moment of long stillness then she added, "He loves you and cares for you." Uncle J snickered mockingly as terror fill the darkroom.

"Why don't you say hello to my brother for me." He said that filled the room in utter stillness.

"What does he mean!" I don't know, but soon after his gun answered my question. The filthy bastard shoots her to death.

"No!"

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The present time.

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Madelyn POV

After a momentous morning, Tina and I went to one of our favorite Boutiques to get the perfect dress for my birthday.

"Don't you find it odd," Tina asks as I come out from the dressing room.

"What!" I asked.

"I… I mean I don't know." She sighed. What is wrong with her? She seems apprehensive. "What is wrong Tina," I added, "Is something wrong with the dress I chose." Tina is simple, she doesn't like to wear makeup or clothes that are too revealing, you know the sort of clothes that show a lot of you. I don't know how to say it but she is a person who would rather wear long sleeve dresses than sleeveless ones. And guess what? I love sleeveless dresses.

"Well come on," I asserted, "Tell me already."

She nodded her head, "Nevermind!" Well, then something is very wrong. She doesn't have to be afraid to tell me.

"Don't keep me waiting," I hissed at her playfully. She giggled, "It's nothing." She smiles.

"No! Wait! Oh my gosh!" I declared, "Don't tell me you are upset because I did not choose that archaic blue dress."

"What no!" She exclaimed, "That's granny wear anyway." She chuckles.

"I couldn't agree more." I laughed with her.

"It's not that bad." She said laughing.

She looked at me and grinned, "You look beautiful Madelyn, but," she swallows nervously. Why is she so anxious all of sudden? She is making me worried. Did some happen I don't know.

"But what!" I asked as I examined the dress, she asked, "Don't you find it odd that your birthday will be held at the UTOPIA!" She said in a worried voice. Why is she worried and what is this UTOPIA?

"It's a whore house!" She answered my unasked question.

"What!" I said in utter shock. A whore house! Why would they want to keep my birthday at a whorehouse? My mind shouted. 'I don't know.'

"I… I mean it is possible" she said then added, " your parents are working with the mafia, right!'

Now, what is she getting at? Of course, my parents do work with the mafia, gun dealing, drugs, and that good stuff, but don't tell anyone I said that.

"So what," I asked.

"UTOPIA is not really a whore!" She sighed, "It's more like their pleasure house."

Tipping my finger on my lips," I might as well not..." my phone vibrates with a message from Ella.

"Hey, Maddie, where are you? I am waiting."

"Coming!" I replied.

I don't want to go home, I am scared. What is this UTOPIA? Tina's words played in my head.

'The UTOPIA is a whore house.' I have a feeling that something bad is about to transpire.

"What is it," Tina inquired, I smiled at her brightly, " come on let's drop you home," When she gave me a worried look I added, "Ella is waiting for me." She nodded.