Chapter 1
Midnight Meeting
"And where are you two going?" I asked as I placed my hands on my hips and stared at the two boys who were trying to sneak out the front door of our tiny home.
"No where little sis, go back to sleep." The taller one, who I had the privilege of calling my oldest brother, answered in a whisper and I rolled my blue eyes.
"Trey I am not ten anymore, I know that you guys are up to no good. Ry, what are you up to?" I asked directing the last part of my comment to the second kid in the Atwood family, Ryan, who was my other older brother. I was lucky number three or unlucky if you took into account what my life was like.
"Just going out for some fresh air Caydence. And Trey's right, you should go back to sleep. I don't want you to get in trouble, you're the good one remember?" He answered trying to make the whole situation into a joke. Ha, ha I'm laughing really hard. Since I was the only one in my family to never get in trouble with the police I was dubbed the good one by Trey and I hated it. Ryan used to be the good one until him and Trey snuck out, just like they were right now, and Trey got them caught when they were both drunk. Seeing as Ryan was only fifteen at the time (my age now), he got int trouble and the name of the good one was taken away from him.
"Whatever, just remember the last time you guys were up to nothing." I said knowing that they were going to go out and do whatever it was whether I lectured them or not. I looked directly into Ryan's blue eyes that looked identical to mine, we were often mistaken as twins, as I said this and I noticed the look of doubt flicker in them.
"You worry to much, you're our little sister not our mom. I love you." Trey told me as he gave me a hug.
"Love you too," I said as I hugged him back and tried not to let his comment bother me. Our "mom" was an alcoholic who spent most of our childhood passed out on the living room couch. I didn't appreciate being compared to her even though I knew he meant a mom in general.
"He didn't mean it like that Dimples, you're not anything like Dawn. I love you." Ryan told me as he hugged me and whispered his comment in my ear. I smiled a little at the use of his nickname for me. I get major dimples when I smile hence the name. Dawn was our "mom" but Ryan never called her mom. He claimed that if she couldn't act like one she shouldn't be called one. I agreed completely but called her mom because I knew that if I didn't, I'd get in trouble and believe me, you never wanted to get in trouble when "mom's" boyfriend, AJ, was around.
"Love you too, be careful guys." I warned as I let Ryan go and watched them walk out into the night and worried about what sort of trouble Trey would get Ryan into tonight and what AJ would do about it tomorrow.