Secret sibling

II

During lunch, Nixon's brother, brought her McDonalds for lunch.

Clay walked into the lunchroom, walking over to his sister, "Hey sis I brought you your food, as promised." He says in a normal tone, since everyone was minding their own business, "Im sorry for streaming without you," he says apathetically, and Nixon looks up.

"It's alright clay, I'll stream later" Nixon says, grabbing the bag of McDonalds, smiling at her successful guilt trip. 

"Hey Nixon, right? Is that your brother? He sounds like dream." she looked at Nixon, then back at clay.

"O-oh yes this is my brother, he was just fixing to leave. See you at home bro" She says as he nods, waves and leaves without saying anything. Four more people came to the table that Nixon was sitting at. They sat there, talking to her.

"Hey, I have a question, are you Nightlight_Nix?" A girl, whose name will soon be found out as Brooke, asked Nixon.

"Oh, well, why do you ask?" Nixon looked up at the girl, who was visibly beaming with joy.

"That's because she's my idol! And it would awesome to get to know you, not because you're famous, I don't want to use you. But because we have almost all classes together and I have wanted to be you're friend since you arrived, but I've always been sorta shy.." She exclaims.

Nixon smiled, "Yes I am Nightlight_Nix, don't tell anyone, everyone around this table right now, you are all now my friends. Don't overuse that, don't dox me, don't post about me. And you'll be fine. If you disobey these requests, I will not hesitate to shut you down." She said sternly and looks at everyone who, they all agree and introduce themselves.

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Girl #1 - Belle Vick (the one that asked abt her brother)

Girl #2 - Gracie Imada

Girl #3 - Nikki Baylor

Girl #4 - Cara Taylor

Boy #1 - Michael Raymond

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After school, They all walk to the park, Nixon making sure to post on twitter that she would stream later that night due to some things coming up, and then making sure to text her brother saying that she is at the park with some of her friends, and would be done at 5:30pm (it was 3:10pm when she texted) and that he could pick her up then.

"Hey nix, where are your parents?" Gracie asked

"O-oh well that is a long story." Nixon says, sitting on a table

"We'll listen, we've got time." Gracie says and the rest agrees

"Well alright then.." She says

"It all started when I was three..." She starts the story.

(Nixon's P.O.V for flashback/ story starts here)

[⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse, Self Harm, Assault, Substance Abuse, etc⚠️]

"I was only three when my parents, Gabby and Ethan started to fight.. Every night My father, Ethan, would come home late. Always around Eleven, even later sometimes.. I remember some of the fights like yesterday.."

"Stop coming home late, Ethan! You need to sober up!" My mother yelled at My father as he stumbled into the living room around midnight, Clay rushing into my room, hearing me crying from the sudden loud noises, accompanying him was his phone and a pair of headphones, quickly plugging them in, he puts the headphones on my head, playing one of his favorite playlists. Calming down, he left me there after he heard a loud crash against the wall on the main floor. I sat there listening to the music, finally my crying stopped. Downstairs, my mother was lying on the floor unconscious from her husband, and my brother was badly beaten up, my father walking up the stairs, went straight to his room. Not even looking in on me to see if I was alright. A few minutes later, clay opened the door into my room, limping in and closing the door afterwards, climbing into the bed with me and us both falling asleep.

Over the next few years, Clay was more like a father to me, getting me bows, toys, making sure I was clean and fed, always finding ways to study and keep his grades up in the process. Always seeming happy, whilst dealing with our parents.

Once I reached old enough to start pre-k, I started making friends, still living with my family in California. I was always happy, smiling and laughing even when I knew what was happening, I thought it was normal at that point. Clay never wronged me, he was like a dad to me, more than a brother.

Once I reached 3rd grade though, everything changed, I started to rebel against our mother and father, Our father was still drinking heavily so he definitely did not like me rebelling against what he said, every time he would knock out my mother and clay, he would come after me, hitting me, cutting me with anything sharp he could get his hands on.

Once I reached 10 years old, I started to harm myself, knowing that it wasn't right for me to do it, I still did. I never really had a reason to, other than to take away the pain, I had great grades, awesome friends that supported me in my journey through childhood and figuring out myself, other than one thing that put me down, my father abusing us. While he drank, he started to smoke weed, those two made him deadlier than ever when combined for him, nearly putting me and clay in the hospital many times before the year clay got custody over me.

"stupid bitch" Ethan mumbled as he stabbed a piece of glass into my shoulder blade, dragging it down to the bottom of my back, causing me to scream in pain, passing out afterwards. The next thing I knew, I woke up in a hospital bed with clay talking to the doctors and social workers about fighting for my custody against our parents. 

"thank you doc, and *****" Clay said as he walked into my hospital room, sitting beside the bed in a chair, holding my right hand that was bandaged up, he sighed.

I spoke hoarsely asking, "Brother, why am I hurting everywhere?"

"Oh dear sister, thank god your up, Ethan hurt you really bad, are you alright Nix?" he asked worriedly, I nodded saying that I was alright.

A few months later clay went to trial for custody, having a good job, and a great home in Florida that he just bought, our parents not knowing where his house was located due to wishes of clay. 

(back to present time)

"And that summer we moved out here fully, Me starting fifth grade here to now being in tenth." I paused to take a breath, "I am so happy here and so glad that he got legal guardianship of me, if he didn't I don't know what would have happened. Gabby and Ethan can't ever see me again due to a restraining order placed on them." I said smiling, Playing with my fingers as I let that sit into everyone's head. 

(3rd person P.O.V)

"Oh wow.." Gracie says, "I'm sorry that happened to you" She looked sympathetic, everyone did.

Nixon smiled "It's alright, truly Im glad that you guys are here now." she said happily.

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A/N

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Longer chapter this time

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