I'm Fine //Matthew Espinosa

Chapter 1

"C'mon Brooke were gonna be late." My mom called.

"Okay I'm coming." I grunted.

I grabbed my backpack and walked out of my room and met my mom downstairs.

"Hey honey you ready to go?"

"As ready as I will ever be."

I should probably introduce my self I'm Brooklyn Giovanni but everybody calls me Brooke. I have 4 very over protective brothers named Noah (4), Dawson (17) , Zachary (15) and Grayson ( 18). I live in Austin, Texas but I am moving to Woodbridge, Virginia because my father got a job.

I am not very close with my father because he beats me. He loses his temper and beats my mom and I. He has been hitting us for years.

Why haven't we called the cops? He says if we tell anybody he will kill us all.
Anyways, enough about my crazy father.

People think I'm the happy girl that everybody likes, but in reality I'm depressed. I have scars from my cuts. Bruises from being beaten countless times, but I still always wear a smile.

"Brookey!" Noah called snapping me out of my thoughts.

"What Noah!" I snapped and he started to cry.

"Aww... Noah I didn't mean to yell at you." I said picking him up and rubbing his back.

"Brooke lets go!" Dad screamed.

I slipped on my cowgirl boots and carried Noah to the car and put him in his car seat.

I climbed in the car and got settled in. I took out my IPod and earbuds and listened to Carrie Underwood.

•-•-• In Woodbridge, Virginia •-•-•
"Is his our house?" I asked as we pulled up into the driveway of the biggest house I have ever seen.

"Yeah, welcome home." He replied.

I jumped out of the car and picked the biggest room.

It had its own bathroom a balcony looking out on the huge backyard with a pool, and a bay window looking out to the other house.

I put my backpack on the floor since there was no furniture.

"Brooke can you help Noah find his room?" Mom asked.

"Yeah."

I found Noah and brought him to his room. He set down his backpack and took the toy hot wheels out and started dragging them along the floor and the walls.
"Vroom..... Vroom." He moaned while moving the cars along the wall.

I left him alone and went down and saw mom.

"Hey sweetie can you take these cookies over to the neighbours?"

"Yeah."

"And bring Noah."

"Fine."

I walked back upstairs and picked Noah.

"Heyy Brooke I was playing with those."

"You wanna go meet the neighbours."

"What are neighbours?" He asked.

I brought him into my room and sat on the bay window.

"You see that house over there?" I asked pointing to the big house beside us.

"Yeah."

"Well there are people who live there and they are called neighbours."

"Oh... well let's go see them."

We got up and walked over to the house next door with the cookies. I walked up the steps and knocked on the door.

"Hello?" This middle age woman asked.
"Hi. I'm Brooklyn but please call me Brooke and this is Noah." I said gesturing down at Noah.

"You must be the new neighbours."

"Yes, we made you some cookies."

"Oh, Thank you. I'm Mrs. Espinosa. Come in, come in." She gestured.

I took off Noah's Thomas boots and I unzipped my cowgirl boots.

We walked into what looked like the living room and I met the rest of the family. I picked up Noah to avoid him from running and playing with any of the Royal Dalton princess's they had.

"Guys this is Noah and....." She said trying to remember my name.

"Brooke." I replied

"They are our new neighbours."

"I'm Kristen." A very pretty blonde girl said extending her hand for a handshake.

"I'm Noah and you are very pretty."

"Oh, thank you."

"I'm Dylan, and this is Ryan."

"Brooke and Noah."

"Where are you from?" Mr. Espinosa asked.

"I am from Austin, Texas."

"Who was at- Hi." This really cute boy with blonde hair and sparkly brown eyes said.

"Brooke." I said extending my arm so he could shake it.

"Matthew." He said shaking my hand.

"Noah."

"So, Brooke do you have any other siblings other then Noah?" Mrs. Espinosa asked.

"Yes ma'am I do. I have 3 more brothers ."

"How old are you and your brothers?"

"I am 17, Noah is 4, Dawson is 17, Zachary is 15 and Grayson is 18." I replied back.

I glanced over at Matthew and caught him staring.

"Brooke I gotta go potty" Noah whispered in my ear.

"Well it was nice meeting you, I best be going so my folks don't get worried."

"It was nice meeting you to Brooke."

"Bye!" Noah exclaimed waving bye.

"Bye Noah." Mrs. Espinosa replied.

I walked outside and put Noah down since my arms were getting tired.

We walked back to the house and I brought Noah up to the bathroom.

He finished doing his business and we walked to my room it was all furnished.

I flopped onto my soft, comfy bed and stared at the ceiling.

"Brookey?"

"Yes, Noah?"

"Will you help me take my hot wheels out of the big box."

"Yes, let's go."

I walked over to his room and we took his hot wheels out. He played with the cars and I finished unpacking his boxes.

After unpacking Noah's boxes I unpacked mine.

I finished unpacking my stuff when my mom called for dinner.

I ran downstairs and sat beside Grayson and Dawson.

"So what were the neighbours like?" Dawson asked.

"They were very nice."

"Cool."

We sat in silence the rest of the dinner.

All the boys went to bed. Dad came over and pushed me on the ground. I smashed my head on the coffee table and fell to the floor. He took his belt and started whipping me. I tried to get up but he kicked me.

He finished whipping me and called me names.
"Your such a disappointment. Your fat and ugly. I wish we never had you. Your such a worthless human being. Your a waste of space."
We're some of the things he yelled.

He finished beating me and I went upstairs to my room. I walked to my bathroom and started to cut my inner thighs. It felt so good. I jumped into bed and went to sleep.