Bastian blinked in surprise when he felt her kiss his cheek. He blushed a little and nodded, looking away to the door. He hadn't expected that at all really. But, he wasn't complaining. "Sure, let's go." he said before walking to the door, still holding Katie's hand to go and check on Eve, before realizing he didn't know where she slept. Well, it should be upstairs, which is where he headed now.
( lol Oh god. That'd be interesting! XD And ah man. This is interesting! X3 )

OOC; Don reminds me of my father... meh...

Donald was so furious that he wasn't getting his way. And when she told him he wouldn't be hers, he knew he had something to fight at. But when she mentioned she was unable to bear children? "Worthless," he dropped his voice, hearing her sister hit the door from the other side. "you understand that you are worthless as a woman. A pure" he hit her in the stomach with a rough punch before continuing, "piece of worthless flesh." He was breathing hard. In his fury, he wanted to hurt her, make her scream, break her like no one had ever before. He pulled her into a force filled kiss before breaking it. "You are mine, even without children. It just means I won't have to treat you in a way that will make you infertile." He scowled at her, not wanting to cause much more of a scene for the night, but knowing that it had to happen if she resisted more.

((Laaaaaaame, where's Lance to defend the girls?))

((T-T *bawling eyes out cause that would seriously break me* I am so glad you are nothing like your character))

“Don‘t worry Mai. Everything is fine.” Eve called to her sister when she heard her words and the pounding; she had a feeling that she wasn’t going to listen to her. Then Don was calling her worthless, punching her in the stomach, then he pulled her close to him, forcing a kiss on to her, she didn’t yield to it.

She was having trouble breathing, she didn’t let that slow her down though, she didn’t scream out in pain, she didn’t even let him see how hurt she really was. The truth was she could have kids but she didn’t plan on helping this man spawn more clones of him self.

“I will never be yours, and just remember you are more worthless then I am.” She said to him, she then spit her blood into his face, basically throwing his forced love back at him. A smug look came onto her face when she looked at him, she would never tell him that she could have kids, that was something she would never allow him.

He was a man that she was starting to hate even more, someone that she would never submit to, he wasn’t even worth her emotions. Her eyes were even more narrowed then they were before but she was satisfied, she knew what he was and it gave her even more of a reason to go on a man hunt with Mai.

( He's with his girl lol And Don, is a bastard. >.> I'd smack him. Kick him in the balls!! )

((:P I know, but he really should be in the house to defend the girls. Lance is a sweetheart, but he's also a psycho. XD))

*nodnod* Yeah. He'd kick Don's ass!! XD Bastian's more of a peacemaker but, he'd get pissed I think. Since he doesn't like girls being hurt. >.> )

OOC; I need a few to not cry over this.. so please be patient when waiting for my reply..

Maiara wasn't about to listen to her sister. She ran back down the hall, almost knocking over Bastian and Katie. She stopped and turned, staring at them for a moment. "I'm sorry, please excuse me," she said quickly bowing her head. Then she turn and disappeared into her room. Once in her room she opened the window. Carefully she climbed out of it into the tree and down. She didn't care if anyone saw her doing this. For once she wanted to be able to protect her sister.

When she was a few feet from the grow she jumped. Landing a little loudly she shrunk behind some bushes and went over to the tree under Eve's window. She then started to climb up the tree. At this point she didn't care if she got caught.

((We must wait a few minutes please))

{I hope I can post once more in all of my RPs before I need to get offline for the night.. I have to be at work for 5 in the morning tomorrow.. if I can't, I am dreadfully sorry. It's already nearly 11 here..}

((I guess tomorrow then :) ))

Katie held Bastians hand and showed him to her room,knocking on the door."Eve? Can I speak to you..right now."She said,knowing she wanted her sister out of the room from hearing the yelling.If she found out Donald hurt her she,and her father would kill him.She looked at Bastian."Your brother doesn't hit girls..does he?"She asked with a frown.

((i don't want to reply until D replys))

OOC; I'm ALIVE. (: Not sure most of this will make sense...

Donald was outraged that Eve would spit in his face. She was a defiant little bitch and he was certain he needed to make her see her place. Hitting her again as her sister's made a way to get through to her. At this point, he really didn't care if he was exposed as the abusive one. He wanted the control over her and that was what he would get if it were the last thing he did in this damn house. Even if it meant turning his whole family against him, let alone hers, which probably already would hate him.

"Why must you be so damned arrogant towards me?" His voice was low, not letting the words muffle through the door. His tone was eery and dark, breath wreaking of all the vodka and whisky mix he had been drinking all day long. His one of his hands grabbed her by the hair, yanking her towards the bed, the other hand covering her mouth to muffle any sound of scream or frustration. He nearly ripped the hair from her head, but he let it slack enough to let her put up a little fight. He loved getting a fight out of women.

Now donald wasn't one who had never done something like this before. He had, at one point, beaten and sexually abused many women, being the prestigious man he was. He always knew he could get away with it because of his family's money. But the reason he started? That was a question that needed to be deeply peered into. He started abusing women after his mother died. Control seemed to slip from his hands and everything felt like a downward spiral, yet no one ever asked him if they could help. His father started seeing other women right away and each of those women, younger as he went, tried to take advantage of the boy. But instead, people tried to console him. Consoling wasn't cutting it, at least not in that way, and he started to learn of his satisfaction of seeing others suffer the physical of what he suffered emotionally. He hit the women off him in self defense for so long, he grown used to hearing them submit to him.

In dominance and submission, he always was more satisfied when we was the controller.

Eve was about to answer her sister when Don hit her again, her eyes narrowed even more, blocking out all signs of any emotions. Then she smelled it, vodka and whisky, she was going to make a comment about it, then he grabbed her by the hair, tossing her onto the bed and covering her mouth so she couldn’t say anything.

That was one thing she hated the most, was when some one touched her hair, she could guess that this was turning him on, she laid there, completely calm as anyone else would be. One of her legs was between his, she knew that he could feel the smile form on her face as she jerked her knee up really hard getting him in that really sensitive place.

She put her leg back down and jerked it up again, making sure she had hurt him, she might have not been able to say anything but her actions could speak louder then her words could. Her hands were free, one of them was at her hair were he had a hold of it at, the other was making it’s way into her bag that was laying on the bed next to her.

Donald cringed as her knee made contact with his groin in a roughly upswing. He would have blocked her next move, but he was not quick enough. Her second hit was nearly enough to take him down. But he had been kicked there enough times to be able to withstand it to the best of his ability. He grabbed her arm, not letting her reach the bag that she was reaching towards, pulling both her arms over her head. "Fucking bitch.." he whispered, still in pain. His legs soon collapsed and he held her legs down as best he could with his weight.

In his groin was a serious ache. He simply wanted to curl into a ball and escape it for a moment while the commotion went on. His strength over her wasn't as strong as he would have liked, but he decided to use his head. Literally. He smashed his head against hers, making their foreheads collide, the bone hitting bone. It was a horrible sound of the two heads colliding, and it gave Don a headache, on top of the one he already had. He would not give in though. He didn't have her submission. He willed himself to stay strong and in control.

Eve bit the inside of her cheek after their head collided, she was basically pinned to the bed, and both her arms were held above her head. She narrowed her eyes even more as she tried to calculate her next move, trying to think through the headache that she was now getting, her ears were ringing slightly. She basically couldn’t move at the moment, well not her lower half, her mouth was uncovered but she wasn’t going to endanger her sisters, her arms were pinned down.

She could only hope that she had hurt him enough that he wasn’t in full strength; soon her head had cleared enough for her to think some. What if I changed tactics on him? I might be able to get free and do enough damage to him that he wouldn’t dare do it again. She thought to her self, she lifted her head up enough to kiss him on the lips. Hoping that it would distract him, on the inside she was disgusted with her self.

She wiggled enough until she had gotten a leg lose, she put her foot onto his stomach and pushed at him, hoping to get his weight off of her and him away. She wanted to get into her bag to pull the knife out, she planed to put the tip of it at his groin and threatened to cut of his special friend if he ever did anything like that to her or her sisters.

OOC; brutal... ehhhhh...

Donald was in shock when Eve pressed her lips to his, and it drew out a little compassion from him. But within a matter of a few seconds, he was shoved off of her, his stomach aching at the hard kick. When Eve reached for her bag again, Don knew he would have to stop her. Of course, he believed that she was just going to try and run. Women were not good or strong enough to defend themselves like a man could. He scowled, falling to his knees. The pain in his groin, then his stomach started taking its toll. He felt weak. this, naturally, wasn't in his favor. He wouldn't let her win, he wouldn't.. he wouldn't... But it seemed he might have to, despite his will. Of course, this would be her only victory, if he did not get up. But then again, he wouldn't let her have a victory over him.

As soon as she had her back turned, he lunged from the floor to grab her by her legs, pulling her down with as much strength as he could. She was not going to win this battle. He would show her that he would win her submission. He punched the back of her knees, the weakest spot of the legs, and pulled her down to try to make her collapse. He reached up, grabbing her outfit and pulling it down a bit to reveal her skin.

((O.o very brutal))

She had gotten him off her which was what she wanted, she quickly opened her bag and dug around in it. She had to turn her back towards him so she could get a better look into the bag, when she found what she was looking for, Don grabbed her legs and yanked her off the bed. She grabbed the hilt of the knife at the last minute, she flipped it until her arm hide it from view.

Her legs cave until she was on her knees, then he was starting to pull her clothes away from her, this pissed her off even more. She flipped the knife until the hilt was set in her hand correctly, the sharp blade of it pressed directly to his groin. She put pressure on it until it was biting into him, she knew that all she had to do was give it one jerk and he wouldn’t be so manly anymore.

She stood up, a smile on her face, she knew that she had him now, she reached behind her, pulling the knife’s twin out, she held against her arm. “Not so tough now, are you?” she asked him bluntly, she was going to teach him that he could never get a submission out of her, she was just not that type of girl. She flipped the twin blade until she had the point of it at his throat, she wasn’t afraid of killing him, she had done it before on some of her run away trips.

Glaring up at her, clearly taken by surprise when she pushed the knife against his groin, then the other against his neck. He knelt on the floor, breathing with difficulty from the struggle. He took a breath, hissing out "this isn't the end, this is just the beginning." Sure, she could hurt him, but he would recover. Next time he got his hands on her, he would hurt he so bad she couldn't ever mentally recover. It was the same thing people had tried to do to him that he was doing to her, but he blocked it out of his mind. His dominant and controlling side was far too powerful when he drank. Normally, he was a very kind and gentle person, but alcohol transformed him into a monster that he had no control over. He kneeled there, on his knees, chin up as her blade pressed against his neck. He wanted to make her suffer for this humiliation, but he was far too weak now. The next time would be different, he promised himself.

“That is where you are wrong. This is the end…this is the end of my taking shit like this from guys like you. I am done with it, I had to protect my sisters from abuse like this from my father. I will not let him lay a finger on them and I will not let you lay a finger on anyone else. I might have to let him push me around but you are not going to do that to me.” she hissed out at him, she didn’t care if her sisters were watching her or hearing what she was saying, it had to be said.

She pressed the knife even more into his skin, she watched as a line of blood move down his neck from the point of the knife. “You think women are weak and beneath you. You think you can control us like we‘re dogs. Well you can‘t, not with me around. You better change how you act and treat women before I make you regret it even more.” she said to him, she was angry, pissed and she was letting him know it, she pressed the knife to his groin even more.

“Now, once Mai gets in here, I will be leaving with her. You will do nothing about it, and if you change to a better person you might just keep your little member next time we see each other.” she said as she looked down at him, she wasn’t glaring, she was beyond glaring, she was at the point that if her stare could freeze someone in their tracks it would. She glanced at the window, seeing that Mai was in the tree and was getting ready to come in, it caused her to smile even more.

“Just know this I been through far worse then what you just put me through.” she said to him as she looked back down at him, she was thinking about having him beg her to let him go. Her smile seem to become more sadistic then it already was, she knew that she had bruises and that she might be bleeding already but she had won that was all that mattered to her at the moment.

"I should have you beg me to let you live....but i am going to be nice and let you keep some dignity." She said to him as she pulled the knife away from his throat and put it in the small of her back. She then fixed her clothes, adjustted her footing before she pulled the knife back out and placed it back at his neck. She really wantted to kill him but she didn't want to risk her sisters seeing a side of her that she had kept hidden for so long.

Maiara watched the scene from the tree. She couldn’t hold back the smirk on her face. Climbed over to the window she hopped in. “Looks like I’m late, He didn’t hurt you too much did he Eve?” She walked over and glared down at Don. Since it seemed that her sister had things under control she didn’t draw her dagger that she brought with her for extra insurance. “Eve is correct. She is leaving with me. Also that you won’t be hurting her or any of our sisters either.”

Her eyes narrowed and her grin turned wicked. “Just remember, one of these days your luck is going to run out and that women may not be as nice as to let you live.” Normally she didn’t show this side of herself to her family, but since it was her twin she didn’t care. She went over and picked up Eve’s bag. “Are you done with him? Katie’s probably getting antsy waiting out there in the hall.”

((So what's happening now? Lance is still with his girl. But I wanna know what's happening inside. :3))

Looking up to meet her eyes with his own, complete void of emotion now. He realized he lost this battle, and he knew he wouldn't be able to keep the tension up with her. She was really something, now that he thought about it. Donald had never met someone quite like her, very strong and independent. Sure, he didn't like not being able to be in control with her, but after all this, he might have learned a thing or two about women. They don't like their hair touched, being one.

Donald watched as Maiara entered through the window. Not wanting to make the scene even more than it was, he needed to devise a way to get out of this house before people caught on to him. He could smell the alcohol on himself, and his mind was starting to clear from the hazy thought field that his mind entered when he drank too much alcohol. He felt the blade against his neck and the blood dripping down his skin, and everything started to feel real again.

"I..." he whispered, slowly raising his hands to look at them, they had blood on them and the room started to spin. The effects of the alcohol was wearing off and reality was setting back into what he did. Sure, he was still a control freak, but the violent demeanor fled from him when he was sober. Looking up at the girls for a moment, the room started to spin and suddenly, he passed out, falling backwards to the floor, head hitting the hard surface that was under him.