Nash Griers Long Lost Sisters

Chapter 1

I sat in my bed with my head hanging off scrolling through Twitter.

All it was was #mcm. I mean seriously?! Monday's already a dick. You have to go let girls show off there crushes or boyfriends which francially, I could care less about. I groaned sitting up and walking down stairs to see my mom arguing with my older sister.

Typical.

"Eaden..." I heard my sister Chelsey say.

Shit. She brought me into this, God dammit Eaden. Did you really need this brownie. Yes.....

I slowly turned around biting into my brownie.

"What do you think about me going to Dallas for Magcon." Chelsey demanded.

My eyes widen. Magcon. Out of all things.... Magcon?! I mean I really don't have anything against them but it bugged me how every girl loved them... God that had to get annoying.

"Uhh.... I don't care." I said walking out of the kitchen which probably looked like sprinting but I needed a exercise anyways.

I was scrolling through Instagram as a new selfie from Chelsey came up.

She seriously looked NOTHING like me. And that was an understatement. Only if there was a caps lock for a caps lock.

She had long blonde hair with brown eyes,, same with my mom and dad. Seriously no one, not even 5 generations away looked like me. Black hair and blue eyes. Not just any blue eyes, but the type of blue eyes a 'white girl' craves so she can always post a #eyepic along with the hashtag #nofilter. I also had pale skin. If only I could tell you how many people have told me that my eyes and face look like Nash Grier. Almost to the point where I feel like changjng my eye color.

If that's possible.

Chelsey walked into my room.

"What?" I asked without looking up.

She sat crossed from me. "Omg! Stop being such a bitch!!" Chelsey yelled really loud so our parents could hear.

"Your making me feel bad about myself!!" She yelled louder. My eyes widen. She did this all the time. I could hear my parents footsteps get closer. She smirked at me before curling up into little ball and rocking back and forth.

She made our parents think she had 'anxiety attacks.' When really the pills she got she just sold at school. She did this to get whatever she wants.

"Eaden Nash Robionson!!" My dad yelled. My mom was hugging Chelsey has she was rocking back and forth in a ball.

My dad walked over to me and grabbed my arm pulling me to the ground. I landed on my stomach. I was pushing myself up when my head was pushed back into the ground and someone was kicking me.

"Why can't you be like us!" I heard my mother yell.

"You're so worthless!" I heard chelsey yell.

I curled up into a ball and went to the corner of my room as my family took there hits at me. Finally they were done and walked out of the room. Chelsey was the last one out and she turned to smirk at me. My mom came back in 10 minutes later with Chelsey.

"Eaden. You owe your sister." My mother began "but what you did can never be forgave with a sorry."

"What about what you did." I muttered under my breathe. I felt a hard pain fall across my ace and realized my mom has just hit me.

"You will be going to the Magcon with your sister because she needs someone to carry around her stuff. Megan is going too."

They walked out.

I just kept looking out my window.

My life is a torture. Everything about it. I'm beaten. Im abused. I can't cry though. I already used all those tears to rebuild myself, when all that happens is my wall gets torn down again.