Tahila - Pain, Misery, and hatred for her brother.
I pull myself up and off the ground as I spit up blood on the ground, mom had beaten me to a bloody pulp and the pain was only getting worse. My arms hurt to move and I was sure I was going to have a black once I fully recovered and a bloody lip to, I limpped off to somewhere unseen. An empty house if you will, moving into it I lean against the wall trying to just recover from the brutal beating. Tyler had won, without raising a finger, had gotton moms favor and I was left out in the cold. The unloved child of Olympus. And it was only getting darker, Tears had ran down my face as I cired to myself, soon just wanting to sleep. But then I saw him.
