Living with 3 older brothers

Caught once again

That night, after spending all day in my room bored as hell, I chose a short tight navy blue dress with sparkly things stitched in on the top and bottom. The dress was thin enough that it wouldn't show under some thick-ish winter pijamas.

I put on said pijamas over my dress after taking a shower.

I went downstairs to show the others I was ready for bed so they wouldn't suspect anything.

Jeremy was back home when I walked into the living room. "Goodnight." I whispered with my head down in order to avoid eye contact.

"Goodnight baby girl." Replied James. John ignored me but I didn't expect anything else.

Jeremy opened his arms to me and I reluctantly walked into them, scared that he would feel the fabric under my pijamas. Thankfully, he didn't seem to notice and simply gave me a kiss on my head.

Back in my room I got an old doll that was as big as me and put it in my bed, covering her face with her brown hair, the exact same shade as mine, so it would seem like I was asleep. I got into bed with her and waited until my brothers fell asleep.

John came to check up on me, well more like check I wasn't sneaking out. When he saw me "asleep" he left the room and went to his room.

A couple of hours of boredom later, when I was completely sure everyone was asleep, I quickly changed, throwing my pijamas on the floor and locking my door.

I climbed out the window and jumped, good thing I took gymnastics for 4 years. I swiftly landed on my feet and dashed around the corner with my heels in my hands to where Katie was waiting in her car. I got in and we sped off, only to be blocked by another car. I was annoyed but that annoyance quickly changed to fear as I recognised the car.

I quickly ducked down but it was too late. Jeremy walked out, opened Katie's car door and pulled me out, dragging me towards his car and threw me roughly into the backseat.

"You really think you can fool me?" He asked with calm anger. I kept quiet.

"What am I going to do with you, Julianna Rachel Bailey? Why do you keep disobeying, you've left me no choice." He said with no emotion in his voice.

We got home through the front door where John and James were waiting.

John lifted me and took me to his room, placing me on his pullout couch he had for when friends slept over.

"What are you doing??" I asked. He just ignored me and brought out some spare blankets from his closet.

I got up and walked to my room but I didn't get very far before John pulled me back by my arm and placed me back on the couch, pushing me down by my shoulders until I stopped struggling.

"You're staying here until you learn to obey us and until we can trust you again." He said in a monotone voice, not looking at me.

"But-." I started to protest.

"No." He interrupted and threw some shorts and a t-shirt from my room at me. I couldn't wear the shorts. They would expose me.

I sat there, stubbornly refusing to change into the clothes.

"Change out of that slaggy dress right now before I make you." He said menacingly, glaring at me.

"Oh yeah?" I said, challenging him. Not the best idea, I know.

All of a sudden he stomped towards me, grabbed my face so I was forced to look at him and said. "You'd better watch that attitude of yours." He grabbed the shirt and started unzipping my dress. We are all used to seeing each other in underwear so it wasn't awkward for him.

I began kicking and pushing him off but he was too strong for me. He stopped when he saw them. At least ten cuts on each thigh, some old and some recent. He stared, dumbstruck. He finally looked up at me, shocked.

"Why would you do that to yourself?" He said, his face crumpling.