The Fifth Hawthorne

Chapter One

(My friend drew this a few weeks ago because a year ago she was diagnosed with diabetes. Just pretend that this is Ashley after her grandfather died.)

When I got the news that my grandfather had died, I was traumatized. I always saw him as strong and invincible. Now he was dead. 

I lay on my bed, staring at the book in my hands. Aunt Zara had left my bedroom five minutes ago. The Old Man had passed in his sleep, nothing painful. Not for him anyway. 

A knock on my door is what started the tears. My twin brother entered first, Xander and Grayson following. Their eyes were red, their hair messy. "Ash?" Jameson asked. I just shook my head and curled up into a ball, leaning against the frame of my bed. 

"Ashley." A firm hand held my shoulder, Grayson's hand. "He was our grandfather too, Ash. We maybe were too caught up with his games to spend time with him but that doesn't mean we don't care."

I swatted his hand away and looked up at them. "You know, just because I'm a girl that doesn't mean I should be treated any differently."

"Who says we treat you differently?" Xander piped up. 

"Instead of not leaving me alone, like you would all do to each other, you come in here to make sure I'm okay,"I smirk at them.

"Stop acting like you're the smartest of us." Jameson rolled his eyes.

"But I am, not my fault you are running around the house fighting, arguing and whatever else you do. Or 'taste testing' scones," I smile and give Xander a pointed look. 

"She's got a point you know." That was Nash's voice. I looked over to the door to see my oldest brother smiling at me with his cowboy hat shadowing his face.

"When did you get here?" Grayson asked.

"Just now, flew over as fast as I could."
"Now are you going to get out of here so I can change or not."

Nash walked over and picked up my book and started reading.

"I think for a moment, but Kallias can't bear the silence."

Xander and Jameson start acting it out together. Grayson just watched with a slight smirk on his face. 

" "I need you, Alessandra. Say you'll be mine and I'll be yours."
​​​​​​He needs me. But he doesn't want me. He's giving me power. Everything I could ever want.
Why is this a hard decision?
Finally, I say," I want a proper proposal. A public one." I cross my arms over my chest," And no more laughing at me over Hektir Galanis. In fact, I never-" "

I snatch the book out of Nash's hands. "Get out," I shout," get out or I swear I will kill you all in your sleep and you know fully well that I know how to get away with murder."

The boys laugh and race out of the room. I sigh and place the book on my bedside table before entering my bathroom and changing.
(I hope this is good.)