Anne fell back on the ground as his kick hit her in the side. She grasped for air. "Release my little brother, you pig!" She shouted.

Anthony took this as an opportunity to stand up again. "I didn't do shit to your brother," he said, his mood now absolutely ruined. "if the little bastard wants to come out of there, he can!" Anthony put hia hand to his nose, only now noticing the blood trickling down from it. Ouch. Was everyone in this family so goddamn violent?

The answer sneaked up on him from behind. Bram jumped on Anthony's back, with a shout, wrapping his arms around the man's neck. "You can't kidnap me!"

Anne slowly got up, holding her painful side. "Bram!" She grasped. "Stop! Let's run!"

Anthony's going to cry. "Just fuck off and leave me the fuck alone," he shouted from pure frustration. He was crying now.

Elijah was coming home in a wonderful mood, wondering what the two would be doing together when he saw the door wide open. He ran towards it and gasped seeing the fight going on.

"What is going on here? S-stop fighting this instant!"

"Oh Elijah! Bram was kidnapped!" Anne yelled.

Bram let go of Anthony and ran towards his sister, who wrapped her arms around him.

"No, he wasn't!" Anthony shouted through his tears, immediately turning back to nursing his bloody nose. This was hell. This was literal hell. At least Elijah was back.

Elijah looked at them and sighed grabbed a cloth to put to Anthony's nose to help stop the bleeding. "Alright, one person at a time.. explain what's going on. I saw Bram on top of Anthony. So I think there's a big misunderstanding."

One person at a time meant that Bram was going to shout before anyone could speak. "He was here in your house and then he said he was going to kidnap me and then I hid under the bed and then Anne came to save me!"