"MOM! STOP IT! Your hurting me! Help!" I was screaming in my sleep.

I was having a nightmare. I had had them since I was 3 and my parents started getting drunk all the time and hitting me.

Ariana grabbed me and shook me awake. I was in a cold sweat and almost crying.

"What's wrong?" Brian asked.

"I was having a nightmare."

"What was it about?"

I was about to tell them but it hurt too much. "I don't wanna talk about it."

Kevin gave me a look and I could tell they knew, but how? They all filed out of the room and I lay on my bed to think.

"How can a person do that to their child?" AJ asked when they reached the living room.

"I don't know. I wish I did, but I don't," Howie answered.

"Well what if they do come back for her?" Nick questioned.

"They probably won't but if they do we'll figure something out," Kevin told him and he comforted Ariana who was crying.

"I should have told social services or something to help her," she cried.

"You were young and didn't know what to do," Kevin comforted.

Then they heard me screaming again. They ran to my room.

"I won't go back to sleep, I'm gonna watch a movie," I told them and walked out leaving them worried.