Paying the Price ORIGINAL UNEDITED VERSION

Chapter 63: Janae

Oakley's over-protectiveness has gotten out of control and it was driving me nuts.

We were not allowed to be apart from him at all and he had switched the locks on his room (Now all of ours room) so that he was the only one with a key and he could lock us in here whenever he wasn't able to "watch us" properly.

I love my siblings, I really do, but I do not want to spend every living second with them.

What's worse is that he has included the twins in on this nonsense so some nights there were all six of us in here.

We have a whole palace yet we were kept like prisoners in one room by our own brother.
However, what was getting on my nerves the most was that I seemed to be the only one upset here.

No one else complained about Oakley's rules and June actually liked it.

How the two of us were related was beyond me.

However, one thought kept running through my mind over and over.
What about the rest of our punishment? I had only taken 10 strikes and father was clear we had one month to receive all 56.

We were almost halfway through the month and I was the only one who had done anything.
I needed to go back and ask for more. The problem was now Oakley.
I had no idea how I would be able to get past him for a second time.

Sneaking out again at night would never work. Oakley locks the door from the inside and he sleeps with the key around his neck. Oakley is the lightest sleeper in the world so there is no way that I would ever be able to get it off of him without waking him.

Plus I don't think Oakley ever sleeps anymore. He was awake when I fell asleep and awake when I woke up in the morning. He always looked tired too. Like everything was painful to him and he was stressed out at all times. Honestly, I was very concerned for my brother. I wanted to get in his head and find out what was troubling him so much. I know that he hates to see us hurt but we all do. He has gotten too extreme in his measures to keep us "safe."

It was nighttime and all six of us were locked in the boy's room. Me and Janae in Oliver's bed and our brothers in Oakleys.

We had dragged my mattress off of my bed and into here for the twins and they had been sleeping on the floor.

Everyone was asleep.

Well everyone but Oakley of course. I sat up and looked over at him. We made eye contact across the room.

I wanted to say something but I knew that any noise would wake June up. She was almost as bad as Oakley when it came to being a light sleeper.

That didn't stop Oakley though. He stood up and made his way to the bathroom. I got up and followed close behind.

I was right behind him and managed to close the door right before I heard the sound of him throwing up.

Of course, he would get sick. Classic Oakley.

"Shhh Shh it's okay." I came up behind and rubbed his back, trying to help him as much as I could.

He threw up about 4 times in a row before I think he had nothing left in his stomach to lose.
"G-go to sleep Janae, I'm fine," Oakley said as he shakily stood up and leaned against the wall.
"Yeah you've lost your damn mind if you think you're fine, sit down," I told him as I wrapped my arms around him and gently lowered him to the floor.

I put my hand on his head, "You're burning up Oakley."

He rolled his eyes which given the state he was in worried me for a second as I thought he was about to pass out on me.