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Chapter Four

I loved Jack's guitar playing. He smiled at me when I came in and nodded for me to get on the bed if I wanted to. I slowly climbed onto the bed, sitting with my knees up on the corner with my arms wrapped around my legs. He started playing a tune when Bobby walked in, rubbing his eyes a bit and I knew, the infamous Bobby, had been crying.

Well I expected him to cry because our mother was gone. Bobby was strong but I knew Mom's death had broken everything inside him but he was trying to be strong still, for us. He sat down in front of me on the floor, looking away from the both of us, as if we couldn't already tell he had been crying. Well I could, don't know about Jack.

"Been crying in you little fairies?" Bobby playfully asked and I leaned over and smacked him upside the head. He reached behind and gave my leg a little jerk causing me to yelp when I felt myself falling off the bed. I landed beside Bobby and I pouted. He pulled me closer, like he did when he was being sentimental. I laid my head on his shoulder trying my best not to break down.

"Leave it alone man." Jack said with a blank voice as he stopped playing with his guitar.

"Still makin' a lot of racket on that thing?" Bobby asked him giving me a tight squeeze. I wonder what was wrong with him today…

"Yeah," Jack said with a chuckle. "Still makin' a lot of racket." I looked over at Jack in an odd angle considering where I was sitting. He wiped his eyes a bit and I knew he wanted to cry but he didn't.

"Too weird in Ma's room?" The talk of Mom tensed me up and I knew Bobby could feel it. He looked down at me, making me lift my head up to look him in the eye. I remembered what Green and Fowler did just hours ago and I regret ever looking at Bobby. He gave me that 'we're going to talk soon' look that told me he was going to get to the bottom of everything. When Bobby came back, he came back for revenge. That's all.

"Oh man…way too weird." He laid his head back on Jack's bed as he spoke. "It's crazy. Everything's the same." Yeah…she liked it that way. "She didn't change nothing in this house." Knowing I was here with Evelyn when everyone else was out doing they're own thing made me realize just how crazy things were going to get. I was so used to the constant but now that constant was gone.

A few seconds later Jerry , leaning against the doorframe staring at us. I glance at him cocking my head. He had on this huge smile and said, "Look at y'all." I furrowed my brow wondering what he was talking about.

"What?" Bobby asked clearly voicing what I was thinking.

"Nothing I'm just happy to see you mean. Happy to see my family. That's all." Jerry said, all of us but Jack who was busy trying to light his cigarette.

"Happy to see you too Jer." Bobby responded.

"Guess I'll stop by the grocery store, grab a turkey or something. Have a thanksgiving dinner. Let's at least act like we're a real family. Mom would like that." Jerry finished.

I wanted to tell him we weren't a real family. Without Mom, we were just the kids she adopted. I couldn't consider them a family because now we had more issues than ever. None of my brothers, besides Jerry, would stick around. Since Mom died, and me still being a minor, I had no one to live with. Were they going to send me away?

Just as he finished that, I spotted Angel coming out of his room tucking in his shirt with his shoes on. He was going somewhere. "Where you think you're going?" Jerry asked him in his big brother tone.

"It's a little heavy in here I'm just gonna go outside get me a little air." Bobby started to crack up after this and I had no idea why as did Jerry. I had crazy brothers.

"You're full of shit man. You can smell that ass from down the street, huh?" I had an idea where this conversation was going but I wasn't going to make no smart remark. I was tired and I just wanted to go to bed.

"What are you talking about?" Angel said, trying to play dumb. He knew his brothers could see right through him so why did he bother to try and play that card? He was Angel, that's why.

"What? What do you mean what? You know exactly what we talking about with La Vida Loca." I cracked a grin. I knew that's who they were talking about.

"Ain't no body getting no La Vida Loca nothing." Angel defended his tone getting louder.

"She got a boyfriend." Jerry piped up looking at Angel with a slight smile. The only quiet ones were me and Jack, who was still smoking his cigarette and smoke that was starting to get on my nerves.

"She got a boyfriend. She got hard dick in her right now, she's screaming somebody else's name and the last thing she's doing is thinking about is you're black ass. Leave it alone man." Jack was laughing his ass off now on his bed. I snickered smirking at Angel. Hell if I knew this was true then he knew we all knew where he was going tonight.

"I can't believe y'all coming at me like this. I'm standing here telling you all now I'm not going to see that girl and I'm not." Angel then stalked downstairs leaving a laughing Jack and two older brothers who were shaking their head as he left.

"I say less than a few hours he's coming back with trouble." I said as I stood up. Bobby chuckled and stood up to, walking out of Jack's room with Jerry.

Jack was still smoking and I couldn't help but snap at him. "Do you really gotta smoke?" He gave me an innocent look and took the cigarette out of his mouth, holding it between his fingers.

"It's my room." He defended and I raised my hand not even bothering to argue back and left.

A few hours, like I said, came a loud banging on the front door and like usual I was the one to get it. I took my time walking to the door though knowing it was Angel and Sofi. I didn't have a problem with her, I actually liked her company it was just Bobby and Sofi always butt heads when they were within feet of each other and it was so damn annoying to have to deal with all the time. Angel kept on banging, louder each time and I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Aiden hurry up!" He shouted knowing it was me. Always me. I finally reached the door and opened up, nearly pushed over by a running half-naked Angel and Sofi.

"Ah! My eyes they burn!" I screamed as he ran upstairs with her beside him. He told me to shut up and I laughed at him. I closed the door but once again someone just to had to bang on the door. I rolled my eyes and calmly opened the door knowing I probably shouldn't have but I did. Maybe this would teach everyone to be lazy and not open the door once in a while. In the doorway stood a tall muscular hispanic man. He had an angry look on his face and when he saw me his eyes darkened.

"Where is he?" The man demanded and I shrugged about to close the door on him when he pushed it back open. "I said where is he?" He demand was louder and more brutal and I was fed up with him.

"Bobby!" I hollered and I could see the confusion in the man's eyes. Guess he didn't know who Bobby was or who's house this was for that matter. Just as Bobby appeared at the doorway I left, smirking to myself as Bobby gave the man a good earful and maybe a threat or two. God men were annoying...

After the run in with that man, Bobby gave me a lecture on opening the door to strangers. I defended myself by saying I was only opening the door because lazy ass people, like him, thought they didn't need to get up and open the damn door on they're own. That earned me a smack to the back of the head and another lecture on respecting my elders. Bobby always did get on my nerves...

During the night, when everyone else was asleep but I was still wide awake afraid to sleep because of the dreams, I sneaked downstairs and to the living room. I plopped myself on the couch and turned on the TV keeping the volume real low. Bobby had good hearing when he needed it. I sat around for a bit, watching anything I could find that was interesting enough to keep on. The later I stayed up the more likely I would pass out and not have any dreams.

It was then did I think of something.

Something bad that would get me into serious trouble with my brothers.

I got up from the couch and tip-toed across the living room floor and slipped into the kitchen. I opened the 'fridge, the bright light aluminating the darkness that surrounded me. There it was on the top shelf in the corner.

Bobby's beer.

See, before I came with Evelyn I had this habit of drinking. It wasn't so bad but it was bad enough that Evelyn kept an eye on me and made sure I stopped. I wasn't an alcoholic but I had occasional drinks. Like now. I reached for the bottle and took it back with me to the living room. I sat back down on the couch, putting my feet up and slowly twisted the cap, having a bit of trouble at first.

The first sip was calming. So was the second and third.

Somehow during the night I drank 2 more bottles, not caring that Bobby would notice his beer missing but how to hide the evidence that I drank 3 of his bottles. How could someone hide that from Bobby? Hell, how could someone hide anything from that man?

So once I finished, I tossed the cans gently in the trash and heading upstairs to brush my teeth. I was finally sleepy thanks to the beers and TV. I quickly and quietly as I could brushed my teeth and slipped into my room for the night.

Hopefully the morning wouldn't be so bad.