Mah Brother from Another Mother ' - lowkey317 G (good short books TXT) 📗

C H A P T E R 1

 

"Your sitting in the back," Shady my older, Foster brother says. He points and makes it clear that his mother made Shady give me a ride back to the house. And obivously he and his friends didn't approve of it.

"I didn't even want to be here," I snap back. I pull the left back door and sit on the cool, black leather seats. Shady's 3 football friends climb into the mustang, one in the front and the other 2 in the back. They dump there binder's and heavy jackets on me, I let them fall to the car floor. I squeeze my eye's shut and lean my head against the window.

"We're going to that , Shady?" Dale asks leaning back and lighting a cigarette.

"Hell yeah! Its at Renae's house, right?" Shady says changing the radio station. I cough as smoke drifts by me.

"Can you do that by a freaken' window! Like damn." Dale turns toward me, "why is she in here? She gets on my fucken nerves!" he pauses, "And no I'll smoke wherever I want to." They all look toward Shady, "Evangeline, get out." I look we were like more than five blocks from the house.

I get up out out Shady's blue mustang. "I don't think you should make her walk like that, " Andrew says. He eyes my tank top and shorts,"Oh my fucken gosh, here! " he tosses me his T-shirt. "And tell mom I'll be back at 10." Then they take off. I pull the shirt over my tank, it smelled like cheap girl perfume, mixed with Shady 's scent. I grimace the shirt came mid- thigh longer than my shorts. Great! Now it looks like I only have underwear and a shirt on.

I race toward the house, sighing I finally come in view, with the blue median sized mark tudor. I wipe my shaking legs, I was pretty nervous about getting gagged and raped. Concerning my past. I open the door heading to the kitchen, where I knew Marie, my foster mother, and Annabel my 2 year old sister.

"Hey sweetie," Marie says as I walk in. She is wearing a blue apron, her arms outstretched. "Hey mom." It was hard for me to hug her, I would stiffen. And she knew it, because I was just not used to comfort or a mom like that. Annabel sat on a purple blanket with little pots and pans. She screamed in delight seeing me, and also with her arms outstretched. Annabel looked exactly like me, minus the nose, with her curly black hair and blue eyes.

A long time ago my real mom, left me with, Elora my grandmother. At the age of 13. Elora didn't like Natalie, my mom especially because she left me with her. Elora hated me, she would always complain about me. Before I lived with her, I lived with another famliy, but it didn't work out because they couldn't support me. Anyways, Elora would hit me and slap me, that was her game.

"You are a ungrateful bitch! Just like whore-ass Natalie. I don't know why she left you here! "

"Well fuck you! Because I hate you both! " I screamed back. "You old saggy ass hag! "

She cracked me hard across the face, making me fly back. Elora was strong for a 49 old lady, she kicked me restlessly. My cheek burned and tasted like salty blood, there was nothing I could do. I punched her hard in the face, and yanking off her wig. something I never dare.(but something I always wanted to do) Her face started turning purple, then she took out her.phone," help! I'm bleeding terribly! Help I'm scared she is attacking me! " She pauses, for effect "yes 1245 andy st. Hurry! " She drops her phone with a thud smirking. Then I realized she planned it on purpose. She had been waiting for me to hit her back.

"You dumb bitch! You set me up! What did I ever do to you! And its called self- defense beating your ass! "

"You came into my life! That's what you did! And its called self- defense! " Elora picks her cane. "And I might as well finish the job." She gives me a blow so hard that it would leave a scar! It did and I was flying back into her dresser filled with antiques. Barely able to see, I grab a sharp lamp and bang it in her head. She collaspes to the floor blood falling. In the distance I hear the wail of police sirens.

"Put your hands on your head! " They bellowed. I slowly do and they handcuffed me roughly. "You are under arrest," But what they didn't know was that most of the blood was mine.

They put me in juvy for 8 months. I didn't get along with nobody. I got into a lot of fights. Until they sent me to foster care. Where the nun's didn't like me they actually hated me. They would hit me and punish me for no reasons. I would talk back, the guards would rape me. I hated them, especially when Natalie dropped Annabel in foster home the slut. Where I took care of her none of the nuns were aloud to get near her. I wouldn't let them and I paid terrible consequences. Until the day, Marie came.

"Oh you don't want her. She tried to kill her grandmother and is a prostitute," the nuns said. That was a lie! And I struggle not to cry holding Annabel in my arms. "Come on, " But Marie wouldn't budge. I turned away and Annabel seeing me cry she started to cry too. "Shh. Bella," I coo.

And ever since I never knew why Marie adopted me. She never told me why.

I pick Annabel up and she pulls on a lock of curls. Tugging my head "hi bella," I say. "Ma! " she squeals. I avoid looking at Marie. I head out the kitchen with Annabel In my arms, "Shady said he isn't coming home till' 10," I say.

"That boy. Who knows what he be doing." She looks back up seeing me scratch the at scar threaded through my eyesbrows. I just can't let it go. "Is that his shirt? " She asks. I nod and head upstairs to my room which is by Shady's.

 

~ I just wanted to say that this story is also on wattpad follow me on there : mexylikem the book is also the same title as it is here. Check out my others stories that I havent posted on here yet :) Thank you ! ;* havent been on Bookrix in a while

C H A P T E R 2

 

I walk into my room, setting Annabel in her blue crib, where she plays with her little bear. I peel Shady's T-shirt off and spray perfume on me, which I hardly use. A gift from Marie. Oops! I got a little bit on his shirt, oh well it stunk anyways. Cherry barges in, cigarrette in hand. "Hey, Ev," she says sitting on my twin bed. I wave my hand in the air, "Cherry, what have I told you! Don't be smoking in front of Annabel!" I scold her. Also because it still tempted me, but it was a sacerfice willing to make for Annabel. She rolls her eyes and opens my window, "you used to do it."

"Well not anymore," trying hard not to think about it. Cherry was a foster kid, too. Also adopted by Marie, we had our pasts. Cherry's hair matched her name- naturally red hair, big blue eyes, and pale skin.

"Wheres Shady?" she asks, craning her head out the window. But his mustang was no where in sight, it hardly ever was.

"He said he wasn't coming back until 10," I respond curling up on the chair by Annabel's crib- a old habit. I should've known she would ask about wheres Shady at? Like 7 months ago, I had finally had the nerve to ask Cherry if she and Shady were having sex. She had snickered, "Duh! You dumbass I thought you could hear us, your room is right next to his, lucky bitch." I turned red, I should've known as I would see her sneak out of his room, with only a shirt of his that came down mid-thigh. "Stop being a baby," she had said. Right now she would chain smoke, from nerves. I used to do the same thing. I fell asleep on the chair, like I always have.

*****

I woke up to a sticker note stuck to my face. I now lay in the bed in a twisted angle.

Evangeline,

Annabel is with me, were staying the night at my sister's, house Anne. Don't worry okay? Shady and Cherry should be at the house. Don't forget Dad is coming home tomorrow.

Love you, mom

I panic about Annabel. Don't bitch about it, Evangeline. She is with Marie she will keep her safe. I rub my tired eyes and check the time 10:30. Was it late to eat, because I was starving! I kick off my shoes and pull out a soft pair of leggings with my tank. I go downstairs the tv. blaring and the sound of chips. Shady lay on the L-shape couch, without a shirt on, his muscles shoulders and eight pack, tanned, full on display.

"Wheres Cherry?" I finally ask.

He looks my way, lazily, " I don't know, and I don't care. Just leave me alone." I barely manage to nod, why did he have to be such a dick head?

"What the hell did you just say to me? " he demands, getting up. I gulp did I really just say that aloud? Shady's figure and height made me look like a short stick.

"I didn't say it. I thought it you dumbass," I say getting smart. Which is stupid. I pad off to the kitchen, he follows me. "Your a dumbass for saying it out loud. And I didn't hear you repeat, shit! " He grabs my shoulder and spins me around. I tingle at the touch of his strong, firm hand, on my mosly bare shoulder. Until I remember I've been into this position to many times ago, and I always got raped.

"Let me go! " I screamed. His face starts turning into the Elora's face, the nuns, and Dino the guard who raped me the most, along with Natalie. I screamed, but worse. And then I passed out.

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