I stared at the door in front of me. I don't want to leave my room or in reality, I just don't want to see my family. Mason left late last night, to my big disappointment. I thought that maybe I could convince him to let me go back to New York, but he just brushed it off and left.

I know a thing for sure and that is that I am not letting them keep me here without a fight. My final year in high school is supposed to start tomorrow and I am not going to miss out on all the fun because my stupid brothers are keeping me locked up like an animal.

"Shh, you dumb shit she might be sleeping." I heard someone whisper loudly from the other side of the door.

I laughed a little at their not-so-subtle whispering. " Come on Axel, I just want to see her" Carson whined. The sound of my brother's voice made me smile unconsciously.

But it quickly falters when I heard the dark voice that I knew belonged to my brother Damon.

"Just let her be she doesn't want to see us" he is right. I didn't hide for years because I wanted to meet them again. On the other side, I kind of want to have a relationship with my brothers in the future.

I wanted Mason to walk me down the aisle on my wedding day and being uncles for my future kids. But I am not letting them back in my life before they prove that they have changed because I am never going to being weak little Alexandra.

Suddenly the door to the bedroom was pulled open and inn fell not one, but 3 tall guys.

I instantly recognized Axel from the night at the club. He looks at me with awe as he gets up from the floor. "The last time we met was kind of rushed so can I maybe get a hug or something?" He said it like a joke, but his eyes told a different story.

He looked desperate. His usual tough exterior was completely gone and replaced with need. He needed to make sure it was real.

I slowly took a step closer and Axel gently pulled me into his warm embrace. I instantly relaxed in my brother's protective arms. It was just like when we were kids. I remember coming home from school crying because the other kids were mean to me. As soon as he saw me crying he would hold me and reassure me that it wasn't my fault.

A big sight interrupted our reunion and I gently untangled myself from my brother's arms.

Two familiar boys appeared from behind Axel. I instantly knew who it was. 'Wow they have changed so much I thought.

Carson had a sad smile plastered on his face. He looked relieved like he couldn't believe that I was standing in front of him. To be honest I feel the same. After pushing away the thought of calling him in the middle of the night many times, I manage to find comfort in the thought that I would never be a burden to him again.

I felt the presence of my last brother beside me, but I just couldn't get myself my face him. There are many of my deepest emotions connected to his name. All the memories from my childhood seemed to consume my brain as I thought of my older brother. I have a feeling that this will be one of the toughest talks I will ever have, but I have to face him.

Out of nowhere, I was tackled into a bone-crushing hug. I slowly lifted my head to meet his face. A pair of perfect blue orbs stared down at me. His dark ruffled hair hung slightly over his face.

Damon's hold on me didn't seem to falter. He was like an anaconda holding on to me like he was afraid that if he let me go I would disappear. At that moment I felt horrible about myself.

At that moment it didn't matter to me that the boy in front made my life a living hell. I left him thinking that I hated him and that he was the reason I left. How could I leave Damon with so much guilt?

I relaxed slightly as I carefully rubbed his back as Damon sobbed into my hair. The other people in the room were shaking. Judging by the looks of Axel and Colton they seemed as surprised as I am that the though closed-off boy is finally showing emotions.

"Damon you have to let go of her" Axel moved his arm over to his little brother's shoulder.

His iron grip faltered before he let me completely go. Now I finally took look at his face. He looked younger. I knew that behind the tough exterior there was a boy that was afraid of being hurt again.

I felt something wet falling down my neck and I realized that I was the one crying.

I can't remember ever crying this much, but my head was now throbbing as years of pain resurfaced.

***

"Do you want to grab something to eat?" Axel asked me from the other side of the couch. Just as I was about to decline my stomach decided to growl loudly.

I felt heat rush to my face as I quickly covered it with my hands. I prayed that he hadn't heard it, but the ringing laughter in the confirmed that he did.

Afraid of embarrassing myself any further I decided to make some food for me and my brothers. I walked over to the large kitchen and started preparing some dinner.

Everything looks the same as before I left. I remember standing in this kitchen making unhealthy food for myself every day. Eating was a temporary solution to my problems. Whenever I had a bad day I school I would make myself a big unhealthy meal to make myself feel better. It made me happy, but only for a short time because when the food was gone everything went back to usual.

I know it wasn't good for me, but I tried to convince myself that I cooking for my family. But I knew that they would already have eaten and I could have it all for myself.

I realized that I only fooling myself when I moved in with Xander and Leo. I didn't trust myself around food for a long time, but I am finally at a point where I can enjoy food again without relapsing.

I grabbed the chicken from the fridge and started cooking it with my favorite sauce and some seasoning.

The kitchen quickly filled up with the wonderful smell of the different spices.

It didn't take long before my siblings one by one sat down by the dining table. They all smiled brightly up at me as I brought them the food. Carson finished his plate in literally 5 seconds and looked at it pleadingly. "Kind little sister can I have please have some more?"

I giggled at his silliness and refilled his plate. My eyes met with Damon's at the other side of the table and he smiled at me. Not his usual smirk, but a big genuine smile.

Maybe everything was going to get better after all?

"Who the fuck is that?!"