Living with 3 older brothers

Plan

I woke up by someone grabbing my waist and hauling me over their shoulder, probably John. My suspicions were confirmed when I heard his furious voice yell for James as Jeremy was at work. I was thrown and landed softly on the couch in the living room. I opened my eyes and was about to scream at John for waking me up, as usual but John looked at me with a menacing glare, daring me to speak.

"When I woke up, I found this little rat on my couch with three new cuts on her arm. She must have done it last night when I was asleep." He explained to James. James looked at me and came beside me. I put my arm behind my back but he angrily pulled it towards him and examined my fresh wounds. I had never seen him this angry and frankly I was quite scared.

I heard John mutter a sigh followed by. "We warned you Julie." As he came towards me I did what every little sister was good at. I ran like my life depended on it, which it probably did.

I was fast but my brothers were faster and they caught me easily, placing me back on the couch. James gave John a meaningful stare and John left and came back with.. handcuffs? Were they mentally deficient?!

He handcuffed my two hands together and then took me up to his room where he tied my legs to the edge of the bed where he had the end of his bedpost. I started screaming that he couldn't keep me prisoner like this but he ignored me and just sat down next to me and watched the tele. I wouldn't stop screaming and moving so after a while he got annoyed and made me be still as he inched his face closer to mine.

"The hospital gave us some needles and a sedative that we could use on you if you don't behave, so I suggest you keel still before we use it on you." He threatened.

I immediately stoped struggling. The hospital had used it on me before. It was know as "booty juice" because they injected in your butt. It drained the life out of you when you woke up. I had gotten booty juiced the first day I was admitted, I tried breaking out but a couple of male nurses stopped me but I wouldn't stop resisting so they had to put me to sleep.

I watched the tele with John as I had nothing better to do. I felt myself drifting to sleep as I hadn't slept well the night before, I was just to sad and miserable.

After ten minutes with my eyes closed I was almost asleep but not completely but John must've thought I was because he put a blanket over me, kissed my forehead and told me to "rest well". He wouldn't have done that if he thought I was awake. He can be nice sometimes, was my last thought as I drifted into a dreamless sleep.

When I woke up it was nearly noon. I went to rub my eyes and found it was surprisingly easy, when I opened my eyes I saw I wasn't handcuffed anymore, and I also noticed that John was hugging me close to him by my waist. We were cuddling. Ew. Not something I'm used to doing with him. I started to lift his arms from my waist so I could turn away from him but I accidentally woke him up. However, he didn't immediately separate from me, embarrassed that we were cuddling or whatever. Instead, he pulled me closer to him and held my arms in place so I was unable to move one bit.

"Hey Julie, how did you sleep." He whispered, still half asleep.

I ignored him, I was still pissed about everything. I can hold grudges for a long time.

Seeing I wasn't going to answer him, he got up, tied me back up and went to the bathroom. I had to go too, but I was afraid he was going to follow the rule of him being in there with me, just not looking, so I stayed quiet.

Half an hour later, I was alone and I was desperate for a wee. I decided to take manners into my own hands. I was tied with rope on both my wrists and legs instead of the handcuffs, so all I had to do was untie the rope, easy right? Wrong. I swear the ropes were as strong as metal. I couldn't break free as much as I tried. I was interrupted by a coughing coming from the doorway. I looked up. There stood James, looking at me with a questioning look. He was usually very quick to cool down when he was mad but I didn't want to provoke him just in case so I stopped struggling.

"What do you think you're doing kiddo?" Kiddo, he only calls me Julianna when he's mad so he must not be mad at me anymore. Them I had an idea. I was going to play the "poor baby sister" card, make him feel sorry for me and all that jazz.

I looked down and asked in a quiet voice. "Are you still cross at me." He fell right into my trap. He sighed and walked over to me, I backed away slightly, playing my part perfectly.

He lifted my chin. "Of course not, I can never stay mad at you, I'm just worried about you and you're habits. Now, what were you trying to do?" He asked.

I mumbled in a weak voice. "I need to go to the toilet."

I heard him mutter "screw it." and I knew my plan had worked perfectly. He untied me and let me go. I hugged him and headed towards the bathroom as a free woman, for the moment at least. I did my business quickly, opened the door and stepped out only to bump into a tall figure, Jeremy, he must be back for lunch break. I instinctively shrunk back against the closed door behind me.

"I've just heard from John that you've been very difficult today." He stated. I tried walking last him back to John's room but he blocked my way.

"What do you want Jer." I muttered under my breath, but loud enough for him to hear.

"I'll let it slide today because it's your first proper day back, but don't expect me to let you off the hook so easily next time. Now come down, we're having lunch and then you and John are going to watch a movie or do something together, you two kids need some bonding time."

I scoffed at his remark. As if. Us "bonding" will only result into a screaming match, I guarantee it. "Can't I bond with James instead?" I asked hopefully.

"No, he's going out, that's why John is looking after you this whole afternoon, and I'd best not hear anything bad about you from him."

"Fine, whatever." I said as I passed him and into James' room. As soon as I saw him getting things ready to go out I pouted and waited for him to notice. When he did he came over and hugged me. "What's wrong?" He asked worriedly.

"You're leaving me." I accused.

"Never." He denied.

"Yes you are! You're leaving me home alone with the devil who wants to torture my soul!"

He chuckled and ruffled my hair, which annoyed me beyond words. "I'll tell John to behave, I promise."

I huffed in annoyance, as if that was possible. I suddenly didn't feel so blue as I thought of another plan.

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