Our Lives So Far

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Jessica

The parents decided to have five of us.

There's me, Jess, I am at the ripe age of 24. The oldest, more mature one of the bunch. I like to say I'm responsible, fun, caring, kind. My brothers like to call me a bitch though. When they do crazy shit, of course I'm gonna become a bitch. It's the least they should expect.

Then there's Benjamin, but he likes to be called Ben. Benjamin is too "babyish" for him. Everyone calls him Benjamin to piss him off. He is 19, not too far behind me. He's a pretty good kid. Ben helps me take care of the younger kids. Maybe not in the best of ways, but at least it's something.

After Ben, we have Tyler. Or Ty. Again with the "my name is too babyish" bullshit. He looks like a fuckin baby, figures. He's 18 years of age, just graduated high school. Surprisingly. He's a good kid too, tries to help out when he can. Ty is getting into Ben's antics.

Then we finally have a girl! Her name is Ava. The one person who doesn't have a normal nickname. God, she's the sweetest kid. I'm surprised. With the parents she came from, who the fuck knows. Ava is 12. She's a perfect child, compared to us at least. She does good in school, leads multiple clubs. Kind of gets annoying though.

And last but not least, we have Julian. Such a sweet name for a fucking crazy kid. Julian is kind of a dickhead. Juli is 10 years old. Has the mentality of a party hard adult. Not that he steals booze or shit like I did, but he is absolutely insane. He'll be a great stunt double one day.

When around ten years ago when Julian was just born, our dad died. Life was good up until then. He was kind of an asshole, so I wasn't too bummed out about it. I loved mom though. Mom was my rock.

Was? Oh, she's still alive.

Ben, Ty and I all loved mom a lot. Ava and Juli loved her too. They don't understand, I don't want them to. It's a shame us three older kids do, probably why the boys act out and I become "the bitch".

When dad died, mom started to spiral. Until I was 18, she was in a downwards spiral. We watched her for four years become an alcoholic, a drug addict. A really rotten person so to speak. Then she left us. She comes back occasionally, just to be there, but it annoys me. It's mostly when Ben, Ty and I are gone. Or we just leave her alone.

We have a little house in the grand city of fucking Detroit. We live in a neighbourhood with a good mix of dick bags and great people. We have a tree house in the backyard dad built us before he died. It's been a good hideout for us kids.

And a great place to have sex with people in the summertime. In the winter, you'd probably die within five minutes.

It's a three bedroom two bathroom house. I get a room to myself as well as Ava. Ben and Ty share a room. Juli decided he would fit best in the storage closet. He likes it in there though, so we let him. Then we only have one full bathroom. The other one is like a trailer, a tiny toilet in a closet.

Mom and dad completely paid it off before dad died. Mom stopped paying the bills and shit once she left, so that got dumped on us kids. Thankfully she hasn't died yet or something. Would've fucked us over.

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