She's the baby, I'm the sitter Mom and Dad think she's a winner Ashley Maxwell grunted as Aunt Emma adjusted the ice pack on her swollen right ankle. "You'll need to keep it elevated all weekend." She said gently. "It'll help the swelling go down." Ashley sighed in frustration, then wiped tears from her eyes. Aunt Emma regarded her sadly and asked, "You want to tell me the whole story?" "Not tonight." Ashley murmured.

Talk to me So you can see I'm not the cause Of all your grief Annabelle Russell collapsed on the living room couch of her apartment and sighed. It had been an exhausting day. Scratch that, she thought to herself. It's been an exhausting school year. Between classes, bills, job searches, and her relationship, Annabelle's plate had been beyond full. Now that her college classes were over, she was looking forward to a relaxing summer...as soon as she found a place to stay.

I know the lie they want me to tell Because they think they've put me through Hell But if the things they've done to me Are done to...