<b>Re: !!!BROKEN HOME: DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY RP!!!</b><br/><br/><i>Julie froze at the comment... the verbal abuse she would never truly become accustom too.  She bit her lip as his next order came, she hesitated a moment but dare not more than that as she timidly crossed the room, keeping her eyes averted to the floor she approached.  Derek was someone she was afraid of... she knew that in his presence she was weak and frail, she could do nothing to fight back... and she hated being taught lessons which were always worse than what he initially wanted out of her.</i><br/><br/><i>She took up the bottom and with eyes shut tight she forced the liquid down her throat.  It burned... and for her, not in a good way.  Coughing once the bottle was away from her lips.  The sudden call to the kitchen from him caused her to recoil backwards out of habit of his raised voice.  She shy another inch away but dare not leave until she was told she could go.  Julie stood to the side, constantly avoiding locking eyes with her brother Derek.</i><br/><br/><i>Inside her mind she heard that small voice mocking her, telling her to stand up and fight back... threatening one day that if she didn't do anything, then the voice would do it for her.  She kept her mouth shut and endured her own sick self-torture.</i>