Well guys I've got some good news. I am continuing this story at least to chapter ten if not till the end and I have written up to chapter 16, hand written that is. I pre-write everything in a notebook so I can be writing at school or where ever I am. Another good thing is that the notebook I am working on right now only has two pages left in it so after I finish it I'm sending it out for corrections. The bad part about that is that you guys will have to wait till I get the notebook back and then type up the chapter for you guys. That means more chapters sooner. Some very interesting things happen in this chapter. So here is chapter six for you all.


I jumped in and let the warm water wash over me. The water felt nice but very odd, like something was missing. Whatever it was it made my stomach do flips and it felt like I was almost thirsty.

Kale is leaving. The thought kept running through my head again and again. He's going. He's not going to be around any more. No more music blasting all hours of the day. No more late nights on the sofa watching FUSE until we fall asleep. No more Kale time.

The thought made me cry, no that's too weak of a word. The thought of my brother leaving had me curled up on the shower floor with my knees to my chest, letting the warm water try to calm me down. It didn't work, but my feelings did subside and I was able to finish my shower.

I stepped out of the shower and dried off, the got dressed again. I stepped out of the bathroom, my hair stringy wet. There was a large suitcase to the left of the door. It wasn't my dad's so it had to be Kale's. I whipped my eyes quickly to stop myself from crying.

That stupid bastard. He has to think so little of himself to smoke pot and get high for fun. He's so stupid! Why is he so stupid?! I slammed my hands on my thighs out of frustration. He's so stupid and there is nothing I can do about it. So now he has to pay for it. Why does he have to pa for it? He shouldn't have to pay for my mistake of not keeping him safe. He has to anyways now. So now he's going to a "wellness center" for only god knows how long. He's going because of me though. Once again, it's my entire fault.

I walked into the living room and sat down next to Kale. He had a red, black and bluish bruise on his right cheek bone. I leaned against him and he put an arm around my shoulders. I didn't watch the TV like he did. I watched him. I really looked at him. His blue eyes were almost piercing and were very light that they seemed almost white. He has a small nose that has a slight point at the end and his lips are almost perfectly full. They are a light cherry color, almost the prefect red that most girls would die for. His chin is square and has a very, very, small clef. We look nothing alike.

He has my mom's eyes and dad's shaped face along with the bleach blond hair that my father had before he became a father. Kale looks so much like my dad. It's funny how the rest of us don't look like him at all. I even looked in my dad's high school year book one time and saw that Jordon doesn't even look like him when he was in high school.

"Kale?" My mom's soft voice shattered my concentration. Kale and I both turned around to look at her. She was wearing her sweat suit that she always wares when we go traveling. "You ready to go?" She asked.

"Yeah Ma." He said and pulled his arm away from me.

I followed them out the front door. The outside air was chilled and crisp, just the way I love it.

"Rosy it's all going to be okay." My dad's deep voice came from behind me.

"I know dad." I really don't know if everything is going to be okay. Everything feels like its falling apart. Everything is falling apart.

"Rosaile it's going to be fine." My dad said this time is voice was stronger. I guess I didn't do a very good job at hiding my doubt very well so I just ignored him this time.

Cameron put the large suitcase that was next to the bathroom in the trunk of my dad's high class SUV. "Rosaile look at me." My dad's voice was getting gruff. I turned around to look at him. "Everything is fine. Your mother and I have it all taken care of. He won't be gone long and when he comes back he's going to be better than ever." He wrapped his arms around me in a hug. "I love you princess." What did he just call me?

"You have never called me princess before." I said looking up to his face. His eyes grew wide and he quickly let go of me. He turned and headed to his car.

"I call Lindsay princess." He muttered under his breath. No one else heard him but me.

"Who the fuck is Lindsay?" I growled.

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to face me. "You and Cameron better clean up those mouths of yours by the time we get back or you won't be able to leave the house for three months." He snapped

"Who the fuck is Lindsay?" I repeated.

"Watch your mouth." He said through clenched teeth. He stalked off and got into his car.

I walked over to my mom and my brothers. My brothers were joking around about something.

"Rosaile," My mother's soft voice somehow came over the chuckles of my brothers'.

"Yeah mom?" I asked. She handed me a piece of paper that was folded neatly.

"Do the things on that list while we're gone. That's part of your punishment. We'll be back late so there are leftovers in the fridge. Be good and don't burn the house down." She said with a smile.

"Sure thing mom." I said. I turned around to face my brothers but was hit with a hard hug. I felt head fall onto my shoulder and looked out of the corner of my eye to see Kale's blond hair. I hugged him harder. "Oh Kale," I muttered. I felt his arms tighten around me.

"I'm gonna miss you more than you could ever know." I whispered.

"I'm gonna miss ya too Rosaile. I'm not gonna be far, only northern California, Ma said northern too. I won't be gone long either. I promise I'll be back by Christmas."

"You promise?"I asked looking in his eyes.

"I promise. Now you promise me something."

"What?"

"Promise me that you won't go too far with Chris." He said. I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah Cam told me." He added.

I rolled my eyes. "I promise. I don't even like him that much." I said. He smiled. I don't even smile like him. "We look nothing alike." I said

"You sure you're not the one that's adopted?" He asked joking.

"If anyone is adopted it's you little brother." I said with a smile.

"I know that every time I look into a mirror."

"If you didn't then I think we would have a problem." I joked.

He hugged me again. "Love you sis." He said in a low voice.

"Love you too." I said. We let go of each other and he got into the car. The second Kale closed his door my dad backed quickly down the driveway.

Cameron and I were left standing in the gravel driveway. He was still in his clothes from yesterday and was sporting a bed head.

"I'm gonna miss him." I said just to break the silence.

"Yeah I know. Me too" He mumbled. I angrily shoved the list that my mother had given to me in my pocket. Cameron didn't miss my frustration. "Come here." He said holding his arms out wide to give me a hug. I greatly accepted. I needed a hug. I just wanted to be held by someone who really did care. "Hey, it's gonna be alright. He's gonna be fine, he's a strong kid." Cam said and softly rubbed my back.

"Yeah dad said that and then he called me princess." I said, my head buried into his shoulder.

"He called you princess?" I could hear the question in his voice.

"Yeah. He never has called me princess. Then he muttered something about a Lindsay and wouldn't tell me who she is."

"That's not cool."

"No shit it's not cool." I said.

"If I didn't know any better I would have thought that you guys were lovers." A voice said from my right, coming up the driveway.

I turned to see who it was and say Chris coming up the driveway. I tried to smile but nothing happened.