(Trigger Warning: This chapter includes talks about alcoholism, suicidal thoughts and child abuse/s****l assault)
Lacey's P.O.V.
"U..uncle M..Mario's friend...he wanted you, Lace...you were only five and I was six but I s..stopped him...I protected you and he pu..punished me"
"H..how?"
I asked not wanting to know the answer but I needed to know it.
H..he r..r..raped me"
Oh my god.
"You were...you...you were what?"
"You heard me, Lace, I was r***d"
"Oh my god"
I said barely above a shocked whisper.
I can't believe this.
Luca was molested.
Oh god, I think I'm gonna be sick.
"Please say something, Lacey"
Luca's weak voice pleaded with me.
"I erm...I'm sorry, I'm just trying to process everything, Luc"
I said as I looked up at my brother who looked so broken and pitiful.
"You
