PIRATESSMP HIGH SCHOOL AU

A CHAPTER THATS NOT A CHAPTER THAT IS A CHAPTER

this basically counts as a chapter but its like a background check! like the chapter where scott like remembers a memory this is just gonna go just like that for all of the/main characters. it'll be like the characters most influential memory they remember. SOME OF THESE WILL BE ANGSTY AND SOME WILL BE FLUFF.

❗❗DONT SKIP THIS❗❗

❗THIS'LL BE LONG-❗❗

Owens background:

Tw: emotional abuse ,

I was walking around my step mothers flower garden. i was a 6 year old. and my dad had me for the weekend.

my father came outside. "ey! you uhhh...your..-" he took a second to think of my name. "you're-eli right?" He named my step brother.

"No I'm owen!" I walked over to him. I though at that time that it was normal to forget your child's name on a daily basis. it wasnt.

"yeah yeah owen get inside of here now." he replied. I nodded.
I looked down to his hand. He had a bottle of alcohol in his hand. and a cigarette in the other. I could smell it from a few feet away.

he closed the door right on my face. I jumped up to try and open it. I barely reached it but I pushed it open.

I saw all of my step siblings , my blood mother , my step mom , my dad , and all of my blood siblings.

I had about 7 step siblings and 3 blood siblings. So alot.

"Owen come line up right here. next to jayde." My mother demanded.

"Okay ma!" I replied as I stood next to my stepsister Jayde. she was 11. I think..

My father stood next to my stepmother drunk.

My mom sighed. "Okay um...I don't know how to say this bu-"

"CPS is coming" my father cut my mom off.

I looked down the line to my oldest sibling. Patrick. He looked terrified.

"ray you can't just say that! the younger ones don't know what they are!" My mom yelled.

My step mom stood there. "mommy what's cps?" one of my stepbrothers , stephaniel asked.

My stepmom sighed. "I don't know! Omann should tell you!" She replied. Omann was my blood moms name. I looked over to my mom.

"i-i-fuck.." She mumbled. "Cps is..people who's gonna..take you to..-another house! A nicer one then this one of course!" She replied trying to make it sound as nice as possible.

all of my siblings asked questions.

"Will we still see yall?"

"wait why ate they taking us!"

"will we visit yall?"

"I don't wanna leave though!!"

As my mom answered all of these questions I just stood there.
Thanks to my dad I already knew what it was.

I knew what they did there and why. I knew what was gonna happen. It wasn't good. It was anything but good!

I stepped out of the line and I walked outside. No-one noticed I did though.