My 4 Older Brothers... (BABIED)

Introduction

❗️TW: THROUGHOUT THIS STORY IT CONTAINS AN EATING DISORDER AND SUICIDAL THOUGHTS❗️

"Get your ass downstairs and get ready to go NOW!" Is the first thing I heard this morning when I woke up. My step mom, Tara, was really abusive and my dad had no idea.

My name is Brianna Grace Beckett, but everyone calls me Bri. I'm an only child and I've always wanted siblings. I'm 12 and my birthday is November 18 ! I love dogs and I'm in 7th grade. I'm also not very tall... I'm only 4'8 and I weigh 74 lbs. Part of this is because I have an eating disorder, bulimia. I've struggled with it since I was 9. Anyways that's enough about me! Let's move on to how the rest of my morning went...

Tara came up the stairs into my room and pulled me out by my hair.

"You ungrateful little bitch hurry up and get ready you dumb fuck" she yelled.

"Let go of me and maybe I will" I sighed.

She then slapped me across the face and told me not to talk back.

I ran into the bathroom and locked the door. I have ripped jeans on with a blue sweatshirt that said, "bobcats", my school mascot. I don't have any nice clothes because of Tara. She tells my dad he "spoils" me too much. Even if I did tell my dad what was happening he wouldn't believe me.

I covered the black eye she gave me with some foundation, put on some mascara, and went downstairs.

My stepmom kept telling me to hurry up but I don't know why. I walk to school everyday.

I put on my old shoes I've had for literally ever, grabbed my book bag, and ran out the door.

I heard a weird ripping sound and then everything that was in my bag fell out. A giant hole ripped through the bottom of my bag and now I have to carry everything.

I got there super late, but whatever. Then I realized... I didn't brush my hair.

"Fuck..." I mumbled "i forgot to brush my fucking hair".

I walked into school and went to the bathroom. My dirty blonde hair was all tangled and I didn't have a brush. Fuck.

I was about 10 minutes late to school but I eventually got there. I walked into my homeroom and everyone was staring at me.

All of sudden my teachers phone rang. She ran to get it and then she saw me sitting in my seat.

"Oh gosh Brianna I thought you weren't here" she said.

"I was late.." I managed to say under my breath just loud enough so she could here.

"You need to be on time more often. Don't give me any excuses. This is getting old."

"Yes ma'am" I blurted out.

The phone stopped ringing because she decided to talk to me about being late. Nobody likes her.

A few minutes later the principal walked into the class room. He called my name and asked me too bring my things and come with him. I did as told and we went to his office. There sat 2 police officers and the assistant principle.

They asked me to gather my things and clean out my locker. I must've had a worried look on my face because one of the police officers told me not to worry.

I cleaned out my locker and then headed back to the office. The same police officer who told me not to worry asked me to take a walk with him.

"I'm afraid to tell you this darling...but your step mom, Tara, and your father got into a car accident... a semi t-boned them. I'm so so sorry.."

I'm so sad about my father being gone but Tara, not so much. I mean she did give me many black eyes and beat me for no reason.

The first thing that I thought of where I was going to stay. I don't want to go to foster care or the system.

"So you're going to be staying with-" he said before I cut him off.

"A foster home, foster care, the syste-" this time he cut me off.

"Your older brothers darling" he chuckled.

I was so relieved that I wasn't going to a foster home.... WAIT ! I HAVE OLDER BROTHERS ??!!
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Thank you guys for reading !! This is my first story and I'm trying my best !! Please let me know what you want to happen or if you have any suggestions !!