My Two Older Annoying Overprotective Brothers

Chapter 1

"I wake up to the early August sunlight shining through the sliding window in my room. I pull my duvet off and slide out of bed. I walk to my dresser and grab the outfit neatly folded on top.

I look down at my lulu lemon black yoga pants and bright pink tee-shirt that has "Yolo" written across the front as I make my way to the bathroom.

I close the bathroom door and take one last look around the light blue old tiles that are cracked and falling off, the mirror with red and blue stains across it. I know we are moving today it's been two weeks and its always the same thing, my mom will find a new state a new job and a new boyfriend. Two weeks later she waits by the door with all her stuff packed and convinces me this won't work.

I look in the mirror at my skin tanned from the hot August sun, my full pink lips and dark brown eyes framed by thick black eyelashes. I pull my chocolate brown hair up into a bun on the top of my head and get changed. I take one last look at myself and walk out of the room. I walk back to my soon to be empty room with its white walls and dark stained furniture. I look at the stack of brown boxes in left corner by the bed.

Not wanting to be to expectant to leave I walk down the stairs and look at the front door with ninety percent of me knowing she will be there. I can see her small pale figure with her blonde hair and dark brown eyes, she will whisper hurry up we need to leave. We will go to my room grab the boxes and leave no evidence we were ever here. I reach the last step and freeze.

I see my mom's alcoholic boyfriend Chris standing in front of the door. His large, athletic body doubled over and his hand running through his long, jet black hair that covers his ocean blue eyes. I see his big hand wrapped tightly around a bottle of beer. I step off the last step and his head shoots up. I see his face is bright red with rage, his blue eyes a dull gray and puffy from crying.

"You did this" he yelled throwing his bottle at the wall beside my head. "w-w-what" I stutter almost too scared to talk.

"You made her leave" I stumble back and fall on the first step.

My mom left me. I ran up the stairs and to my room closing the door behind me. I know I can't stay here!

I run to the boxes and grab my blue jean backpack and run to the window. I slide it open and duck through onto the fire escape."

"Ella what are you doing" my weirdo twin brother yells from outside my door.

"Reading dimwit now leaves me alone" I huff in annoyance before returning to my book

"I hurry down the fire escape desperately trying to get away.

She left me my mom left-

I stop suddenly as my book is ripped from my hands from my brother. I sigh knowing I cannot get it back. It is so unfair he is 6'4 and I am 5'4 a whole foot what happened to twins being the same height.

"Everett," I whine "give me back my book. Now." I say as I go for my favorite book 'The Day My Life Changed Forever' I just about had it when Everett lifted it about his head. I swear he always does it on purpose the only difference between us is our height.

"Nope, you are not spending another day in your room. Besides look outside Ella it is the first day of summer vacation, it's time to party" he said setting the book down on my white homework desk.

"Yeah, you do that" I said sarcastically, "and I will start planning your funeral for when Daniel comes back tonight. Have a super fun time" as I clap my hands in front of me and put on a super fake smile.

"Oh come on Ella," he stops before trying a different tactic, "besides I won't have to die if you are there." He said thinking that Daniel would lighten up if it was my idea. Ever since mom and dad died Daniel has become even more overprotective of me.