Refusal and Regret

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Jaide pov

After my miscarriage my brothers have been encouraging me to go to therapy. While yes it's been helping my therapist thinks that have a 'funeral' for the babies would help me heal.

I disagree, it hurt to lose them and I'm slowly getting over it but the therapist talked to Brax and he agreed. So now him and our other brothers are trying to get me to do that.

So I had taken off. They let me have a few days off school since it had been 3 months, it's coming to 4 months soon I have been gone for about a month.

I would go home get food when my brothers were out or at work. It was hard to get them all out of the house at the same time. I had been almost caught 4 times in the last month.

Twice by Kyle, once by Ace and once by Heath. Ace didn't even know where I was, he just got a text every few days saying I'm ok, I'll come home when I'm ready.

Today I had to head back home to get supplies, I had managed to pick pocket someone to get a new phone and some food 3 days ago but I was out. With a sigh I head out of the city, home. It's a 2hr bus ride and I get dropped off at mangrove river.

Getting off the bus I walk to Summer Bay, it's takes about 2 hours. Once I get there I'm checking over my shoulder every few steps. I have this feeling I'm being watched.

Unlocking my front door, I walk quickly and silently into the kitchen to get a few bottles of water, loaf of bread and a jar of spread.

As I leave I grab an apple, ducking down I hear someone getting up. I peak over the kitchen bench and make a run for it. I hear someone yell as I bolt out the front door and down the street.

Heart pounding, I get to the park spotting a tree I could easily climb I decide to climb it. It doesn't take much but I do it as quickly as possible and hide as far up as possible.

The tree was quick thinking because just as I get settled, Kyle comes running with Brax. I can see they're both worried and I try to listen to what is being said, they're both angry and worried.

Their voices rise towards each other, not well enough for me to hear but I could tell from their postures. Kyle says something then Brax turns punching a tree.

I sigh and wait for them to leave. I climb down dropping the rest of the way. I hear a "Jay wait" I glance, it's Kyle. Fuck, I thought he left. I run, darting around trees and through a few alleyways I lose Kyle. But not for long.

"Aw fuck" I mumble running smack into Heaths chest.

"Aw fuck is right little miss" a voice growls from behind him. It's Brax.

Backing up, I go to bolt but a hand grabs my arm "not so fast Jaybird" it's Casey.

Yanking my arm away "I'm not going" I growl. Walking backwards away from my brothers.

"Jay, it's not that bad" Heath reasons.

I shake my head. "Not happening"

Glaring at all my brothers, I bite my lip. I didn't want to go, I glance between my brothers as tears prick at my eyes from frustration. I wipe them quickly but not quick enough.

One by one my brothers faces soften, they don't approach but relax a bit. Heath goes to approach me, fixing him with a hard glare he stops. "Jay please you need to come home"

"No! I do that, then I have to have a funeral for my babies. I don't want one"

I watch out of the corner of my eye "OK fine" Brax agrees. The fight leaves me and Heath comes forward catching me in a tight hug.

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