We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always comes with getting burned

But you've got to be tough when consumed by desire
'Cause it's not enough just to stand outside the fire

We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the fall

We call them weak
Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all

They're so hell-bent on giving ,walking a wire
Convinced it's not living if you stand outside the fire. Standing outside the fire-Garth Brooks

Ok just so you don't get confused I'm going to list all the kids and their ages so you will know who I'm talking about when they are mentioned.

Destiny-16

Deacon-16

Brooklyn-13

Zachary-12

Adrianna-10

Keith-10

Blade-10

David-1

Destiny's Pov

"Ow Deacon you asshole that hurt" I said holding my side. He had just hip checked me.

"You wanted me to train you and so I am" he said coldly.

"Yeah well I remember you wanting my help to get enough courage to ask Marissa Baker out" I teased. For being 16 years old Deacon was really easy to embarrass. He was really quiet and shy which I could never figure out because of who our dad is and what family we belong to but for some strange reason he was.

"Why the fuck did I ever agree to help you because you are just an immature bitch" he said

"Yeah and you're a rude bastard" I said as I slapped him across the face. He looked as shocked as I felt I had never slapped him before.

"Deacon I'm so sorry" I tried to apologize.

"Please just get away from me right now" he said trying to keep his temper under control.

I walked away from him. As I walked away from him I could hear him breathing very hardly I knew he was trying to keep himself from killing me. We were fine up until a couple of years ago he just started becoming a jerk to everyone. I think it was about the time he messed up his right arm in a football accident. He never wanted to be a wrestler we wanted to play professional football but that would never happen again so he took my father up on his offer to train him. I heard him get into his car and take off. I walked into the kitchen my mother was frosting a cake.

"Mom can I ask you something?" I asked

"Yeah sure go ahead" she said turning around. It was amazing the way she looked for being 40 years old sometimes when we went to the mall people asked if she was my sister and I never told them the truth because I knew she felt good when people thought she was my sister.

"How do you know when something is worth fighting for?" I asked

"What do you mean by that?" she asked

"Like say you really want something but people don't agree with it, how do you know if it is even worth the trouble" I explained.

"If it's something you love then it is always worth fighting for" she said.

"How do you know if you love something?" I asked

"Can you picture your life without it?" she asked

"No" I replied

"That's how you know" she said

"Thanks mom I feel a lot better now" I said

"Your welcome sweetie" she said

It killed me not being able to tell her what the advice was for but I wanted to prove to everybody that I'm not some weak little girl and that I can be just as good as my brothers. My last name is Orton just like them and if I want to be a diva then I can. I looked down at my body I thank god for good genes. I am really tall and well built plus I have to say I have a nice chest which I think might be the reason I am really popular. I walked into the living room David was watching a movie.

"Hey Davie what are you watching?" I asked my youngest brother. David was very smart for only being a year old, sometimes I think he knows more than the rest of this family does. He doesn't talk much but he lets you know how he feels with his expressions. I sat down on the couch and he came over and sat next to me. His dark chocolate eyes were fixed as if he was thinking very hard about something.

"Boo boo" he said as he came over and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

"Yeah I do have a boo boo Deacon is mad at me" I told him.

He gave me a look as if to say when isn't Deacon mad at you.

"I don't understand it we used to be so close and now we can barely be in the same room" I said. David came over and sat in my lap and we just sat there watching the movie. He was trying to make up for the brother I felt I had lost. Being in a big family had its advantages this being one of them if you're in trouble there is always someone to talk to but then again one of those people are usually the reason you are in trouble. But if I had the chance I don't think I'd change a thing about my family except for the fact that my dad is totally close minded about me being a diva. But I'm going to prove to him that I can do anything my brother can.