“Georgia ” Ethan’s voice echoed through my dream of the butterfly garden pulling me from my sleep. “Hey, sleepy head. I need you to get up.” it’s not nice to wake a young lady up from her beauty sleep…” | mumbled, rubbing my eyes, yawning “Alright, my precious eight-year-old young lady. Get up now, for me.” I felt Ethan rubbing my head, and I protested, “Hey! Don’t ruin my braids!” As imy eyes fluttered open they were met by his blue eyes. I sighed like a grown-up-those trouble making blue eyes! Those teenage girls always talked about how striking they were, and I had heard enough of it! Yes, I got it, my big brother was one of the best looking guys in the pack, and being his sister had lots of perks-1 got candies, cute hair pins, and even free make-up from those teenage girls. However, I also had to answer their endless questions, such as, “What’s his favorite color?” or, “What food does he like?” or, “What kind of girls are Ethan’s type?” and so on. I had to make them believe their best source of news was me so that they wouldn’t go to ask my brother’s best friend. I didn’t like them bothering Tally! But now wasn’t the time for me to think about those things, because I was finally awake enough to see Ethan’s face clearly. I could tell how serious his expression was even though the room was dimly lit. “What happened, Ethan?” I asked as I sat up. “Did you get into a fight with him again?” “Him’ meant my father, because I knew Ethan didn’t like calling him “Dad,” and when I had the choice, I would avoid calling him that. I didn’t understand why, but Soren was the only one who could be spared from his beatings… Then I noticed that there was blood on Ethan’s shirt that hadn’t been there when I went to sleep. Every time he got upset at Ethan, he would always hit him. I didn’t like it when he hit Ethan, but Mommy would tell me to go to my room. I wasn’t allowed to be there when Ethan was in trouble. There were one or two times when I’d peeked through the door when I was really young; I’d seen so much blood that! was worried that Ethan would never get up again. Glancing down, Ethan stared at the blood and shook his head. “No, I’m fine, Peach.” “Don’t call me that. I’m not a peach,” I said, scrunching my nose at the detest for the nickname. “All right, young lady,” Ethan chuckled. “Can you do something for me?” My big brother had a task for me? Oh yay! “Of course!” I was ready to listen attentively. “I want you to close your eyes for me, and I don’t want you to open them until I tell you, okay? Can you do that?” I nodded solemnly, giving him my promise, and closed my eyes. Then I was scooped up and carried out of my bed by a pair of strong arms. Startled, I opened my eyes and saw my brother looking down at me, raising his brow. “Okay, okay. I won’t look.” Closing my eyes again, he held me tight against him and started walking out of my room. I wasn’t sure what was going on, but I could hear the soft whimpers of people around us and the muffled voices of others. “Ethan?” I asked, keeping my eyes closed.copy right hot novel pub