[Mike's POV]

"Geez, hermanita, aren't you hot in that thing?" I asked as she climbed in. (Little sister).

Since Rosie's car was broken down, we had to drive her around for until it was repaired. Today I was her ride to work.

"I get cold easily, you know that," she giggled.

She was wearing a long sleeve shirt under her uniform, and carried a big wool cardigan. She works part time as a waitress and sometimes tours with us to work merch.

I laugh as we then left.

I look over and notice how pale she was, and she looked exhausted.

"Hey, you don't look too good. You sure you're able to work?" I asked.

"Uhhh, yeah, of course I'm fine. Just didn't get much sleep, but I'll buy an energy drink at the store across the street," she said.

I nodded and soon we arrived.

"Okay, bye, bro," she said, kissing my cheek before climbing down.

"Later, sis," I smiled as she walked into the restaurant she worked in.

I then drove back home so I can record some beats down at the home studio.

Lately, Rosie's been worrying me. She's doesn't seem herself.

She seems like she keeps to herself and is shy.

Maybe its just me.

[Rose's POV]

I tied my black apron around my waist and then tied my hair in a neat ponytail.

I then took a final look in the mirror after applying a swipe of mascara on each eye, some eyeliner, and clear lip gloss.

I sighed, seeing how skinny I looked. I was always thin due to my high metabolism.

Yet... I almost always saw the opposite...

I sigh and fasten the leather cuff around my wrist to perfectly hide my bandages.

I remember when this was Vic. When he had hard times living, and bought the razor on his arms, how one night he cut too deep.

I was only 7, an ESOL child who only understood English, but couldn't speak it. Mike was 13, Vic was 16.

(A/N: In case no one knows, since i got this question once ESOL stands for English for Speakers of Other Languages.)

**flashback**

I watch as the people in the blue uniforms carried Big Brother away.

Mike was crying, and so were Mami and Papi.

Victor wouldn't wake up.

"Donde llevan a nuestro hermano?" I asked Mike. (Where are they taking our brother?)

Mike just looked down. "Rosita, big brother just... He did something, and got himself hurt pretty bad," he said in a shakey voice.

I look back and see as they put Victor in a big white truck.

"Yo quiero ir con el! Quiero a mi hermano!!" I cried, running up, but Mike stopped me. (I want to go with him! I want my brother!!)

"Rosie, no! You can't see him like this," Mike said, tears in his eyes.

I just cried as Mikey held me.

**end of flashback**

I sigh, holding back my tears.

When Vic came back as month later, he swore to never think of leaving us again. That's why he's so protective of me and Mike.

I sigh, making a final check that my bandages are hidden, and went out to get to work.