She rolled her eyes and closed the door behind her quietly. She glanced at Autumn before going to her bag, digging around for a moment. She sighed quietly and in the end just wore a dark colored sports bra and grey sweatpants before sitting on the bed to look at Autumn, hesitantly getting under the many blankets, trying not to wake her up before she slowly started to fall asleep

(Time skip is optional if you want it to be. Doesnt matter tho ^^)

The night brought unwanted dreams to Broken, dreams she thought she had stuffed back into the farthest parts of her mind. Images of her brothers bloodied body, her father hanging from the kitchen ceiling, an unhappy child using makeup to cover the bruises so she could win the beauty pageant for her mother. The feeling of alcohol working its way through her system, hands touching her body, a blade against her wrists, a whip lashing at her back. The feeling of weakness, of vulnerability. Then she had a gun in her hands and a bandanna over her nose and mouth. Broken stood in front of a crowd of thousands of people. She recognized each face, she could never forget them. These were the people who died at her hands. Then something new happened. The crowd was replaced with 2 people. Savayia and Willow. A voice filtered through her head.

By the time she was asleep, she was eternally shocked to find that she was dreaming. Dreams were incredibly rare for her. Savayia was standing on a large rock that overlooked a field of green grass that turned blood red. She took a step back and realized there was bodies covering the stained grass. Fires started and she watched the bodies burn and the grass turn to ash. She took another step back and fell off the rock. It was as if in slow motion as she fell through a dark pit and watched memories around her as if she was watching a screen, starting with the memory of burning the apartment down and backing up, all the way to when she was 4 years old and the very first time her mother had dumped her on the street and her father had picked her up to tell her she was useless

Broken's eyes widened. Its just a dream, it isn't real She told herself. However, she knew how this dream worked, you don't get to leave until you make a choice. So, Broken appealed to her logical brain to make a decision. Savayia is the last caretaker for Autumn. However, Willow is younger than Savayia, but doesn't have anyone to look out for. Broken sat there, thinking and thinking, gun raised. But I need them both.... She thought, knowing it was selfish. However, it helped her choose. Broken raised the gun to her own head and pulled the trigger.

The dream switched and suddenly she wasnt falling. No she was sitting on the bus. The same bus where she had met Broken and it seemed like a memory. They were talking and Broken gave the peice of paper to her and the bus stopped. Only, Broken was the only one that got off. Savayia didnt. Once Broken was off, Savayia moved to her spot and right as Broken entered the mansion, the house burst into flames.
Savayia tried to stop the fire but she was stuck in a dream and all she could do was watch. Everyone on the bus watched with facination and she scowled at them. In the dream, the house burned to ashes and Savayia got off the bus to look for Broken. She turned around to find Broken standing right behind her and she put her hand to Savayias face and let posion take root in her body.

By the time she woke up, she was in a cold sweat and just layed there, staring at the ceiling and trying to control her heavy breathing. It was just a dream. Get it together. It was just a dream.

Broken blinked awake, the fact that she just killed herself didn't faze her. However, what did confuse her was why she had to choose. She sighed and got out of bed, moving to her dresser to get changed for the day. Broken grabbed a pair of blue jean shorts with little rips and a baggy black shirt. Though she didn't leave the room after changing, instead just sat on the corner of the bed, looking out the window. Contemplating everything in her life as the sun peaked over the horizon.

She blinked a few times and breathed quietly before jumping up and going to dig through her bag. She chewed her lip as she dug through her bag, thinking of the dream before pushing it out of her head. She managed to find a pair of black jeans that had several rips, some made like that and others she had made by accident, a plain white tshirt and a grey hoodie. Meh. Not the most comftorable but it works. She looked over to see Autumn roll over and stare at her

She felt her sisters eyes on her and she rolled back over again, chewing on her lip a little. Act normal. You werent spying. She thought and got up and said "What should I wear?" to Savayia who raised an eyebrow with surprise and said "uh... um I dont know. Whatever you like?" Autumn watched her sister go to the far corner of the room and hand her a bag. "Its your clothes from the house" She said and it was Autumns turn to be surprised. She found something similar to what her sister was wearing and she grinned at the surprise on her face before hearing Willow and going down the stairs to find her.

She watched her sister leave and blinked a few times. Why would she try to wear the same thing as me? She thought with confusion. She ran her fingers through her hair and shook it off, just sitting at the edge of the bed. She leaned her head back a moment thoughtfully before pulling out her phone and fiddling with it for a moment before sending her brother a message that read "Hows prison treating you bastard?" She smiled to herself at her own text message. She was in a good mood today and that was as good as it was going to get before she sighed and got up to head down the stairs, greeting Willow when she got down. She raised an eyebrow when she realized Willow was going to cook and saw Autumn watching her before looking away. Ummm okay? What the hell? She thought and sat down on the couch thinking of something to do to either help or just something she could do in general. She stood up and paced a little, thinking

Willow had just started making scrambled eggs when she looked over her shoulder and spotted Savayia and Autumn. "Good morning!" She greeted in a cheerful voice. "How do scrambled eggs, bacon, and chocolate chip pancakes sound for breakfast?" She asked before returning her attention to the food. Willow scraped the bottom and sides of the pan to make sure no eggs were sticking before moving away. She reached into a cabinet and grabbed flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. Then moved to a lower cabinet and grabbed a mixing bowl.

Broken sighed and left the bathroom and went downstairs. She looked at Willow cooking and Savayia and Autumn standing there. "Morning Savayia" she said before looking at Autumn. "And you must be Autumn, I'm Broken," She said in a kind voice before looking back at Willow. "Be careful please," She said, still unsure about letting an 11 year old cook.