T H E H O U S E

Part 1: Packing up.

POV: ?
We always hates moving. We always rented a place, signed a contract, and they raised the price and ended up kicking us out. Maybe it was because my parents couldn't keep in it their fucking pants, and maybe life would be easier, instead of 8, maybe 3 kids would be fine.

Now, I am sitting in my room packing my shit up. I'm never so mad when I think or do anything but I had enough. Like, I am a 16 year old boy who needs a permanent space where I can live and not somewhere where I will be bullied for being gay. Fuck moving.

Then, (this shit always fucking happens damn it) BOOM!
" Hey Trissy, have you seen where my dildo was?"
" You ugly bitch. Stop making fun of me. What the fuck do you need?"
"Can you help me get pizza from dominoes?"
"First of all, my name is Tristan, second of all, I don't use dildos, third and last... FUCK THAT, GET OUT OF MY ROOM I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME IN!"
"I'M TELLING ALEX YOU LIKE HIM-!"
" I don't care we're moving anyway, go ask one of the other siblings, Max."
"Ugh I'm not fat."

He finally closed my fucking door and left.

(This character was Tristan, if you didn't understand and the brother was Max :) )

Max's POV:
I walked out of his room. God I wish he stopped calling me fatass. I used to be fat, but I now do sports and I lost weight and even have a slut waist. I just like to eat. He needs to stop antagonizing me and thinking that all his family is against him. I guess gay problems.

? POV:
I am so excited for my new house!! I can't believe we are moving to a big big new house! In the middle of the woods with the little kitties, bats and birdies!!
I am taking all of my dolls with me and I am so about to write in my diary.
"Dear diary of Emma, I am so excited to go to my new house! I hope everything goes well.."

Then my door gently opened and my older sister, Nora came in.
"Hi Emma!" She said kindly, with a genuine smile after that.
"Nora, hi!!" I squealed back excitedly. She was my favourite sibling. She was nice, pretty, smart and was always really nice to me! I think I said that already though, oops.
"How is your packing going hunny? Do you need help?"
"My packing is going slow, I am just trying to contain my excitement!! But I need help since some stuff are a bit heavy..."
"No problem! I'll pack your clothes from your closet and help you with the tall shelves you can't reach."
"Don't you have to pack your clothes?"
"No, I finished yesterday so that I could help you."
"Aww! I am so glad I have a big sister like you! You're so nice!"
"Oh come on, not really big am I? You're 9 and I'm 13."
"Shh!"
"Okay okay sorry!"
Tristan's POV:
I finally packed my shit after another hour and I decided to go check on Nora and Emma.
I walked down the narrow hallway and open the door.
Both of them were laughing at some video of cute kitties, they looked really happy.
"Someone's having a good time huh?"
"Oh! Trissyy, hi!!!" Emma happily said and went to give me a hug.
"Hi Emmy!!" I replied with the same energy and hugged back. She and Nora were the only ones allowed to call me Trissy.
"Hi Trissy. Have you finished packing?"
"Sure did. I am so tired though."
"Same.. Hey do you want to watch cute kitties with us while mom and dad aren't home?"
"Sure!"
We all sat in a circle, with Emma holding the phone and she turned on the video.
We all were having fun, just enjoying the simplest thing and then we heard doors banging open, and then it reached ours..
" FUCK TRISTAN! YOU LITTLE GAY. STOP FUCKING CALLING YOUR BROTHER A FATASS I THOUGHT YOU WERE FUCKING MATURE LIKE DAMN!", Screamed my 18- year old brother, June. He then came to me, grabbed me by the arm, and tried to make me stand up, but I didn't. Then, he grabbed my soft black hair and yanked me up. He dragged me out of the room, Emma's cries audible. He slammed the door and dragged me to his room.
He slammed open the door, came in with me, slammed it shut, locked it and then he began.
He beat me, ridiculed me, yelled at me, and even did worse things.
I ended up laying on his floor with him sitting on his bed smoking weed.
"Dumb bitch. I told you to fuck off from Max. Didn't I?"
I didn't reply.
"Didn't I!?" He said louder, waiting for an answer.
"Oi bitch if you don't answer I'll fucking kill you."
No reply from me.
"Fuck you're done."
He stopped the weed cigarette. Stood up, grabbed me and began to punch me in the face and scream at me like a mad man. I wanted to die. He was the worst person ever.
When he was done, he shoved me out of the room, slammed the door and my other sister, Jade came running to me.
"Tristan are you okay!? Was he beating you again?"
"Ugh yes.. but it's fine. Thank you for worrying . "
"No it's not okay! He bullies you and that is seriously wrong!"
Then my other two and final siblings, Lilly and Yoon came out of their rooms and walked to me. Yoon was my twin, we were born on the same day, same time. Lilly was 14.
"You look really bad. Are you sure you are okay?" Yoon asked me, extremely worried and Lilly looked like she wanted to cry.
" I feel so bad for you Tristan. I wish he would stop." Lilly said, with genuine sadness and began sobbing, wiping her tears on her pale arms.
Then, the main door opened and our parents came in.
"Kids! We're home!" Yelled dad.
"Yup! Take your suitcases out and put them in the car, we are leaving in two hours!"
Everyone then began running to load their suitcases. God this was going to be crazy.