Step Brothers

|Chapter 7|

I was sad. I was being left as an outsider everywhere. I had nobody, no friends, and now it seemed as though I had no family.

I sighed heavily and put on a big smile on my face, I've heard smiling when you're sad made you happy. Right? It should do for now anyways, I didn't want to ruin their mood and get scolded because of it. I was sure I'd be called a party pooper.

Instead of going in, I thought that my best option was to go upstairs and leave my backpack there. Later on I should be called to dinner, and there I would be confronted by mom... Ugh, I hated that it wasn't even my fault, but of course it was me who would get the scolding.

I ran quietly to the stairs, not that I had to, and arrived as quickly as possible to my room. I closed the door quietly and slid down.

I had done nothing all day long, and yet I was exhausted, I wanted to close my eyes and drift off into dreamland. At least there I didn't feel unwanted.

Lazy. I was. I had lost hours deep in thought, looking at nothing in particular.  I hated it. Silence made me overthink, I had always needed something to distract me from the voices inside my head, and yet, I had lost it all.

Back home I had dance, I had school work. Today I hadn't gotten to do any of those, there was no place for me to dance. I couldn't blast some music and get some steam out in my room because I no longer lived on my own. And changing schools left me with no homework whatsoever.

My thoughts started turning dark, depressing even. The silence was too loud I thought I'd go deaf.

I got up, no longer being able to stay seated. I rummaged my backpack for my iPod and earphones. Mom had never been one to give me enough money to get me a phone. She thought it unnecessary.

I didn't complain, afterall, I couldn't miss something I'd never had. I had gotten it from a second hand shop, an antiquated iPod was not that expensive. Although it had cost me a few breakfasts.

I plugged in the earphones and started blasting the music into my ears. Soon enough the thoughts were drowned by the lyrics.

I laid in bed, my eyes closing themselves as I started drifting into a nightmarish dream.

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I woke up gasping for air, an ache in my stomach. As I opened my eyes wide I noticed that the music had stopped playing, and that I had been punched in the gut.

Greyson stood up beside me, an evil smile adorning his angelic features. My teary eyes looked at him, I couldn't believe he had punched me that hard just to wake me up.

"Hey Banshee," he sounded almost enthusiastic, behind him was Finnley, looking at me with disinterest. "Mom and dad told us to come look for you! It looks like you got yourself in trouble and you've barely spent a day in here!"

Finnley tsked, "such a troublemaker, seems like now we have someone we can blame."

Greyson agreed with his twin. His hand caught my arm as he dragged me off the bed. "Who told you you were allowed to sleep on the bed? You're dirty and fat, you don't deserve to sleep on our property. We're being considerate by letting you sleep on the floor." He gritted his teeth, for a moment I thought he was bipolar. Maybe he was just angered by your horrible face.

I was still a bit disoriented because I had just woken up from a seemingly long nap.

I looked at them, not saying a word, and started walking towards the door.
"Aren't you coming?" I asked.

I hadn't noticed that my no reaction had angered them, their faces had turned ugly. But I knew, the more attention I paid to them and their insults, the more fun they'd have. Which meant, the more they'd bother me.

I had learned it the bad way. School bullies were something I had on my back ever since I got into primary school.

Now though, I wouldn't have to go to school to meet them, I had walked straight into their den, this gigantic mansion.

They walked right past me, I had once again wandered deep into my mind.

I walked behind them, all the way until we reached the dining room. The dining room was definitely not a good place to be at, all the brothers that hated me deeply were reunited in one place. Yes, definitely not good.

"You've finally decided to appear! You didn't even come say hi after you skipped your first day of school! This is not how I raised you..." Mom's voice had become weaker, as though she was sad. She obviously wasn't. And, she hadn't even raised me, it was all on myself.

I decided against saying anything as I was already being glared at by the boys. I had seemingly done something wrong. Although I was pretty sure they had loved it that I didn't appear to say hi.

Hypocrites.

"Sorry mom, the bus left without me and I don't know where the school is at," excuses wouldn't do, and saying the truth would just get me in trouble. However, if I didn't explain myself, my mother would start thinking I was now rebelling. Which I wasn't.

"Your brothers already told me what actually happened, stop with your excuses and sit. I'm done trying to discipline you." She sounded disappointed.

I sat quietly, the voices making themselves known. There was no silence, in fact they were all so lively. And yet, I couldn't hear them. The ringing in my ears wouldn't let me.

You're a disappointment, you let mother down, once again.

Why are you even sitting here with them? You don't deserve  the food.

Go study, you are still not good enough.

The food was served. But my stomach, that had been rumbling begging me to be filled with food, had suddenly gone silent.

You're fat.

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Hi guys! I've no excuse for not updating except that I didn't have much inspiration.
I'm going to rewrite the first chapters again as I feel I haven't done a good job.

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