(Y/N)'s P.O.V

My world was spinning when I woke up. Immediately I knew I was sick, but not today. It couldn't be today. Angelina was going to get killed. I had to be there to say goodbye and tell her how much of a mother figure she was while I was here. She always took me someplace and it was always an adventure, no matter where we went. The town square, a shop, the park, even the hallway. Whenever she would stay over I would go to her room and talk for hours till one of us fell asleep. She's been more of a mother than my real one.

~Flashback~

I was 10 years old when I lost my dad. All my mom lost was her income. I loved my dad so much and he loved me too. My mother though, only married my dad for his money. He was from a rich family and all her life she was poor ,and then she met my dad. Apparently, my grandma didn't approve of the marriage because she thought my mother was a gold-digger and only married him to live a luxurious life. My dad kept denying it because he actually loved her and thought that she did too.

"Your mother and I love each other very much. Even though it doesn't look like it, deep down she does".

He was so wrong.

My dad went to the store one day to buy some food. He never came back. My mom received a phone call and we went to the hospital.My father had gotten hit by a car and died on the way to the hospital.. I broke down and cried once she told me, but she didn't bat an eye. My dad left half of his money to me and the company's earnings. He left the other half to my mom, who as soon as she got it, went to go spend it out in town. Everytime she would bring a 'boyfriend' back home and I would get locked in my room. That's when the abuse started. First it was yelling, then slapping, and punching, to the point where I was beaten until I was unconscious, her boyfriend would join in on the 'fun'.If I begged or cred for her to stop it would only get worse. But every time I went to school, no one mentioned the black eye I acquired over the weekend. I considered killing myself a couple of times, but everytime I grabbed that razor, I thought of my dad. He would never want me to give up that easily. I would fight till the end.

When I was 16, I came back home from school one day and I found my mother lying on the floor with a heroin needle in her arm. I quickly gathered all the money my dad left and ran. I ran until I couldn't breathe anymore. I rented an apartment somewhere far away,no one asked me if I was alone for some odd reason, and have been living there ever since. I wanted to get a fresh start, get a new life.

I bought a phone and computer and started watching anime. My favorite though, was always Black Butler. I would get transported into another world full of colors and different people every time I watched it. A world where there was adventures in every corner. A world where I was accepted. Now that I'm here I've forgotten about my problems, and that's all thanks to them.

~End of Flashback~

I love everyone here, and even if they don't know it...

I would risk my life for them, to protect my new family.