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    After dropping Steven off at his house she drove towards the woods and went right past her childhood home. Her mother and sister were both dressed up, sitting by the window in the parlor while her brother and father played with their swords. She looked back at the road and instead of slowing down she sped up. She stayed on the main road until she turned onto an unmarked path and slightly fish-tailed. She stopped the truck in a small open area and got out of the truck, grabbing a drawstring bag as she did. She waled for a good ten minutes before she came to a small clearing with a rather large oak in the center. The oak held a large tree house that had running water and electricity, her and Rev had built it themselves. Rosella jumped up to a short rope that dangled off the side of the pourch and pulled herself up. Once inside she went straight to her room and put the emerald green music box back where it belonged. She walked over to an old antique mirror to look at herself and what she saw behind her was definatly something she didn't want to see, or more to the point someone. Before she could flip around she was encased by two large, muscular arms and a hand was placed over her mouth. Brad chuckled "now, now my little Rose you have been avoiding me for far too long and I think it's time I thanked you for putting me in a garbage can upside down." Before she could stop him he had them both stripped and had his way with her. Afterwards Rosella tried to curl up into a ball as best she could but Brad kept one arm around her and kept her prisoner against his body.

    Brad growled and punched him in the jaw, this time he managed to dislocate Jake's jaw along with knock out a few teeth.

    Jake spat out the blood and teeth before snapping his jaw back into place and looked at Brad with darkening eyes and ran his tongue over his teeth as his fangs grew in, "You hit like a girl."


    Lilith shook her head.


    Jimmy sighed.

    Brad snarled and kneed him in the gut and as soon as his feet were on the ground he football tackled him into the mirror, breaking it.

    He cut himself as he grabbed a large shard of the mirror and stabbed it into Jake's chest, not even coming close to his heart.

    Brad flipped him over his shoulder and dropped down on top of him, pushing the shard in deeper and breaking quite a few ribs.