"Hello."

"Um, hi."

"I'll be meeting you at your house tonight."

"What?"

"Are you questioning me?"

"Of course not, " I shudder at the sound of his creepy voice.

That night I sent my siblings to their beds extra early. I gently set Hazel down into her crib smiling softly to myself at her peaceful state.

My entire body tenses when I hear the knock at our door.

"Who's that?"

I looked down to see James rubbing his tired eyes.

"It's nothing buddy, go to sleep."

I walk to the door nervously, terrified of what he wanted this time.

I opened the door and he looked at me with a lustful expression. Now I was scared and shaking. What was going to happen to us now?

"Come with me," A devious grin spread across his face. I hesitated before walking out of the apartment, closing the door quietly behind me. I was careful not to wake any of my siblings up.

He leads me to his car and forcefully shoves me into the passenger seat. I whimper, terrified. I should have known this wasn't going to be a peaceful ordeal.

He slammed the car door with so much force to where I was surprised when it didn't shatter everywhere. I was now fidgeting with my hands. Picking the palm of my left hand with my right hand.

I put my seatbelt on as he aggressively got into the car and began to fidget again.

"Stop fidgeting!" He demanded in a stern voice as he grabbed my wrist. He jerked me forward and snarled in my face. He reeked of alcohol. I could tell that he was high as a kite just by looking in his eyes. He smacked me across the face and my head jerks to the side as I let out a pained whimper. He shoves me backward and my head roughly collides with the car window behind me.

He turns towards the road and the rest of the ride is silent. Soon enough we made it a familiar dungeon of a house. He dragged me by my wrist into the house. He then harshly dragged me to an empty room with nothing but a bed in the back corner. There wasn't even a window in the room. He shut the door behind him and I stiffened when I saw him lock it. "PLease..." I muttered. I backed into the wall out of fear until my back was pressed against the wall.

He laughed and the hair on the back of my neck stood up and I got chills. My stomach dropped and I shuddered. I felt like I was going to puke when he cornered me. His body rubbed against mine and I whimpered in fear.

"Take off your clothes!" He demanded. I grabbed on to the hem of my shirt and shook my head 'no'

"You wouldn't want anything bad to happen to those siblings of yours now, would you?

"What?" I shakily replied. What was he going to do to me? What was he going to do to them??

"Take your clothes off!!" He yelled, "Or Hazel dies!" I looked at him for a second before slipping my shirt off. I hated how he had so much control over me. But I couldn't let anything happen to them. They already lost their mother.

I'd trusted him, he was like the father I never had, yet, now he was forcing me to unbuckle his pants. He pressed his body against mine. I couldn't see a glimpse of the person I'd thought he was. All I saw was lust in his eyes.

"Unbuckle them." he orders, smirking.

"Please, you can do anything, you can beat me senseless and numb, but please don't hurt my siblings. I won't even fight back..." I begged tears flow out of my eyes. I felt so, so violated and helpless, I was disgusting.

He smirked, "If you insist, sweetheart." There is a moment of silence before he lifts me up off the ground and throws me straight into the brick walk. I cry out in agony. Why did this have to happen? I once trusted him with my life, now he'd ruined it.

He then kicked my stomach multiple times. Each time, I screamed out in pain and fear. Agony drips down my face in the form of tears.

It felt like it lasted an eternity, but in reality, it only lasted for 20 minutes. He left my broken and bloody on the floor. I'm pretty sure he broke some of my ribs. I can manage, I have to get home. Before he does some twisted shit to them too.

I stumbled out of the house, while I held in cries of pain, clutching my stomach.

:_:_:_:_:_:

It felt like it took years, to get home, I would go to the hospital, but I didn't have the money, they will ask about my parents, and they would...

They would take them away. I'd stayed home the whole week, I knew the triplets were worried, but I'd attempted to keep them in the dark. I was sitting in the kitchen, staring into space, a numb look in my eyes.

My phone rung. I was scared, what did he want? I tenderly picked the phone up, relieved to see he wasn't the one who was calling.

"Hello?"

"Ms. Bay, you've been laid off, effective immediately, if you have any belongs in the workspace get them by tomorrow morning," the female voice unraveled my doom. I dropped my phone and she hung up.

:_:_:_:_:_:

It'd been two days, we needed food, we didn't have money. I couldn't let my family go on like this, we needed food.

I was finally able to walk again but still had bruises on my face. I didn't even bother to cover them up. Nobody knows me, so it shouldn't be a problem. I put the kids to bed and quietly walked out of the house.

I was wandering the streets looking for something to steal. I knew it was wrong, but desperate times call for desperate measures. That's when I saw him. Tony Stark. I began to sprint and as I bolted past him, I snatched 3 of the grocery bags in his hands.

He roughly grabbed my wrist and I turned around. Our eyes met for only a few seconds. Once I saw the pity in his eyes, I jerked my wrist away from him and pump my legs as fast as he could.

I just stole groceries from Iron Man! I'm done for...

He was following me and I ran faster. The pain in my ribs was unbearable, everything burned. I ran so fast my legs went numb. Shit, shit, shit!!

I heard him catching up to me.

Tony's POV

I was chasing after her. Not because I was mad, but because I was interested in her. She had that look in her eyes that I knew all too well. There were also bruises on her face. My curiosity got the best of me. You know what they say, "curiosity killed the cat".

If that's true, I was utterly screwed.

But then again, satisfaction brought it back.

She turned into an alleyway and thought that she lost me. I turned and saw that she collapsed onto the ground, holding her stomach. Her chest was heaving. I quietly walked up to her and put my hand on her back.

She jumped back and covered her face with her forearms and began shaking.

"Hey," I said calmly, "I'm not mad. I won't hurt you,"

"T-that's what h-he said," She stuttered. I couldn't help but feel bad for the kid. She quickly got up and ran off.

Hopefully, she gets help.

Electra's POV

I got a call. It was him. I curled up into a ball before catching my breath and shakily answering, "H-hello?"

"Oh, sweetheart, what's got you so scared?"

"N-nothing."

"Well good, I'll be over in a few hours."

"W-why?" I knew that questioning him wasn't the greatest idea, but I had to ask.

"Sweetheart, I think you know why..." He trailed off in a very seductive voice. I was shaking vigorously, I really didn't want any of this. Why did this have to happen to me? I was lightheaded as he hung up.

I started seeing black spots and the room started spinning around me. Everything around me went black.