Chapter 8: Home
"Fine! I'll go! Thanks for nothing you piece of shit!" I screamed.
Brian walked upstairs without saying anything.
I felt hurt.
I know I should be happy. A chance to go back to my old school. To be with my old friends.....
But I have new friends already, Tess and Jade, and I already made the Cheerleading squad.
I shook my head and got up, leaving the PS2 game on for Leon, then ran upstairs and grabbed the bag that I already had packed from when I was going to run away.
"Stacey." I turned and saw Letty standing in the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"You should calm the hell down and un-pack your bag." Letty commanded.
"Who are you? My mother? Sorry Chickie, but my Mom's dead. So that means that no ones allowed to tell me what to do." I said with a raised eyebrow.
"Your in your brothers custody, so you should be listening to him." Letty said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Bullshit. Was Brian there while I was growing up? Was Brian there when Mom's little boyfriends would tell me to fuck off, or go be a hooker? No, hell, he's never even seen me cheer before!" I shouted, my eyes starting to tear up.
I saw Brian walk in from behind Letty as she left.
"What the hell did Mom's boys do to you?" Brian asked and walked into my bedroom.
I put down my bag and sat on the corner of the bed.
"What do you think?" I said with a sneer.
"Did they....." Brian said, not wanting to finish the sentence.
"Yes Brian they did. They touched me, they did whatever the fuck they wanted." I said and whipped my eyes.
"And then she had to die that night, why was it that night?" I said to myself more then Brian.
"What night?" Brian asked and sat down besides me.
"It was a Saturday night, and I had a competition for cheering. But she never showed up.... It wasn't until after the competition that I found out she was in the crash, a drunk driver they said, but when they showed me pictures of the guy, I realized it was Mom's ex boyfriend." I swallowed and took a deep breath.
"I loved Mom, I really did. She just had a bad habit of choosing the wrong men. But she was so great to me." I said, remembering when she would be screaming at the top of her lungs while I cheered.
Brian then did something, that so wasn't him.....He hugged me.
"Stac. I'm so so sorry. I never knew, or else I would have put a stop to what they were doing to you." Brian said. I hugged him back.
I finally didn't hate being here that much, and I realized that I had a brother, half brother actually, but now he felt like a real brother. You know, the one's that will always be there to protect you and support you.
"Brian....I'm so sorry that I was being a jerk to you...it's just that I miss Mom so much." I said and pulled back.
"It's ok lil sis." He said.
"Now you want some dinner? Mia's a great cook." Brian asked, as he took my hand and led me down stairs.
"Hell yeah. I'm starved." Brian looked at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Watch your mouth." Brian said and we went into the kitchen.
"Yeah, Yeah, Mr. I'm So So Sorry" I said with a grin. Brian shook his head and threw me on his back piggy back style.
I felt at home now.
A/N; I now hand it over to Low Rider...hope I did good!
"Fine! I'll go! Thanks for nothing you piece of shit!" I screamed.
Brian walked upstairs without saying anything.
I felt hurt.
I know I should be happy. A chance to go back to my old school. To be with my old friends.....
But I have new friends already, Tess and Jade, and I already made the Cheerleading squad.
I shook my head and got up, leaving the PS2 game on for Leon, then ran upstairs and grabbed the bag that I already had packed from when I was going to run away.
"Stacey." I turned and saw Letty standing in the doorway.
"Yeah?"
"You should calm the hell down and un-pack your bag." Letty commanded.
"Who are you? My mother? Sorry Chickie, but my Mom's dead. So that means that no ones allowed to tell me what to do." I said with a raised eyebrow.
"Your in your brothers custody, so you should be listening to him." Letty said.
I rolled my eyes.
"Bullshit. Was Brian there while I was growing up? Was Brian there when Mom's little boyfriends would tell me to fuck off, or go be a hooker? No, hell, he's never even seen me cheer before!" I shouted, my eyes starting to tear up.
I saw Brian walk in from behind Letty as she left.
"What the hell did Mom's boys do to you?" Brian asked and walked into my bedroom.
I put down my bag and sat on the corner of the bed.
"What do you think?" I said with a sneer.
"Did they....." Brian said, not wanting to finish the sentence.
"Yes Brian they did. They touched me, they did whatever the fuck they wanted." I said and whipped my eyes.
"And then she had to die that night, why was it that night?" I said to myself more then Brian.
"What night?" Brian asked and sat down besides me.
"It was a Saturday night, and I had a competition for cheering. But she never showed up.... It wasn't until after the competition that I found out she was in the crash, a drunk driver they said, but when they showed me pictures of the guy, I realized it was Mom's ex boyfriend." I swallowed and took a deep breath.
"I loved Mom, I really did. She just had a bad habit of choosing the wrong men. But she was so great to me." I said, remembering when she would be screaming at the top of her lungs while I cheered.
Brian then did something, that so wasn't him.....He hugged me.
"Stac. I'm so so sorry. I never knew, or else I would have put a stop to what they were doing to you." Brian said. I hugged him back.
I finally didn't hate being here that much, and I realized that I had a brother, half brother actually, but now he felt like a real brother. You know, the one's that will always be there to protect you and support you.
"Brian....I'm so sorry that I was being a jerk to you...it's just that I miss Mom so much." I said and pulled back.
"It's ok lil sis." He said.
"Now you want some dinner? Mia's a great cook." Brian asked, as he took my hand and led me down stairs.
"Hell yeah. I'm starved." Brian looked at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Watch your mouth." Brian said and we went into the kitchen.
"Yeah, Yeah, Mr. I'm So So Sorry" I said with a grin. Brian shook his head and threw me on his back piggy back style.
I felt at home now.
A/N; I now hand it over to Low Rider...hope I did good!