Hey, everyone! So this is my first Four Brothers fic, and I really hope it doesn't suck xD I don't really know how people feel about sister fics in this category, but I'm gonna try and not make it shitty, just for the sake of people pissin and moanin about it. Either way, I'm gonna try and make the main character so anti mary sue, unlike a lot of the other 'sisters' in these fics. And dont automatically assume that its gonna turn into romance one or whatever. JUST CHILL FOR A FEW CHAPTERS.
Disclaimer: If I owned Four Brothers, or BOBBY no less, do you think I'd be on here?! Nah, I don't.
Silence. Silence was the only thing she didn't fear. Silence didn't hurt her. Silence didn't betray her, or steal her innocence. When things were silent, things were almost okay. Almost. But when the silence was interrupted, chaos resumed its focal point in the child's life and everything was not so okay anymore.
When her dad went to jail for the first time, there was a little bit of hope that her life would get better; maybe her mom would smile for once and maybe her older brother would want to be home more. But a little thing called bail ruined everything all over again.
One day, she decided to break the silence. She told a teacher; that teacher told a social worker; that social worker told a cop; that cop told her parents they were under arrest. And her parents told her that they hated her. They accused an eight year old of ruining their lives.
She ruined her parent's lives, she thought. She was capable of doing something so horrible. See what happens when you talk? When you bring attention to yourself? Bad things happen.
She was told that she would never have to see her parents again. There was a part of her that was happy. But there was another part of her that was so consumed by guilt that she felt that if she kept silent, she wouldn't ruin anyone else's life. Hopefully not even her own.
"She isn't really a talker," a woman with a sweet demeanor named Evelyn told her four boys in the quaint living room. The boys were all seated according to age, Bobby at one end, Jerry next to him, and Angel between Jerry and the youngest one, Jack. There was a prominent age difference between Jack and the other three boys; he just about the age of the girl and the others into their teen years.
Jerry was the first to speak up. "What's her name?" he asked with slight optimism in his voice.
"Her name is Ariel, Jerry." Se said nodding. Ariel stood halfway behind Evelyn with her tattered teddy bear in hand, the caramel ringlets of her hair stood large from her head and bounced with every tiny movement.
"How long is she supposed to be with us?" Bobby asked tilting his head.
"As long as she needs to. Her parents were in lot of trouble, so there's no telling. But we're gonna treat her like family regardless, right boys?"
They all nodded simultaneously.
"Well, I'm going to get dinner ready. Be nice to her." She said looking in directly in Bobby's direction as to emphasize the 'nice' part.
"I will, I promise!" he instantly said in his defense. She narrowed her eyes at him as she walked out of the living room and to the kitchen.
It was silent for a few minutes in the room before Bobby spoke up.
"You really don't talk, do you?" he scoffed.
Ariel did not justify herself with an answer. She simply stood before her foster brothers with her head bent, and legs crossed.
"Maybe she's retarded?" Angel whispered to Jerry. His brother slapped him in the arm.
"Don't say shit like that, Angel." Jerry said, cautious of the younger girl.
"Don't hit me!" Angel said retaliated by punching his older brother, and pretty soon Bobby jumped in and all three boys were wrestling each other. Jack moved off the sofa as to not get entangled himself.
"Boys! I leave you for one minute!" Evelyn said marching back into the living room. They stopped fighting with each other as soon as they heard their mother's voice. They ended up working themselves into a heaving, sweaty mess.
"In your rooms, now." She said calmly. Angel, Jerry, and Bobby stood without even putting up a fight about it; they knew they were at fault. But curses and insults toward one another could be heard as they marched up the stairs and until three doors were slammed.
Evelyn knelt down to Ariel placing a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry," she said sweetly, "Things aren't that bad here. We'll treat you better than you were before."
Ariel nodded, raising her head slightly. She exposed a tiny hint of a smile to a woman she met only a few hours earlier. It was something she scarcely gave anyone. Evelyn knew it was something that wouldn't be given away easily.
"Jack," she said standing. "Can you show her to her room?"
The blond boy nodded. "Yes Ma." He said as his mother exited the room once again. "C'mon, Ariel. Follow me, I'll show you."
She followed him, at a distance, up the stairs down the hallway of the second floor. Finally he stopped at a door at the end of the hall.
"This is your room." He said turning back to her. Jack pushed the door open and watched as Ariel hesitantly walked inside.
"It was plain; a bed, a dresser, and a desk. Her duffle bag with her few belongings were already next to the bed. A single sigh escaped her tiny lips as she placed her teddy on the pillow of the bed.
"For the record," Jack said before leaving. "I don't think you're a retard."
SO YEAH. Review this beast. Tell me what you think. DOES IT SUCH CARTMAN BALLZ? Tell me. I wanna know how to fix all the little nooks and crannies.