Genevieve Anderson, the girl that had been left behind and forgotten.
In a town where everybody knows everybody, meaning that no one goes unnoticed. Nobody just grabs a bag and leaves in the middle of the night, without someone seeing something. No...
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Chapter twenty - 9 years ago
"I just wanted everything to stop. I wanted to go back to being carefree and happy. I didn't feel happy here anymore. I didn't have any comfort in knowing that I had friends and family. I felt like I had lost a part of myself; the identity that I once had. I didn't know who I was anymore"
"Hi boys" I immediately cringed at the voice, knowing exactly the rant that we were going to get about having square eyes and that TV was no good for children our age after dinner time. But, this was the only part of home that I had left. This was the normal for me, and it brought me closer to my mother, that I had lost all connection to.
I had lost everything. My little sister, my dad, even some of my brothers. They were all moving on, and I was stuck here, trying to find my place in a school that didn't want me. That felt obliged to take me and my brothers in. "Boys, don't be rude" I just wanted to go back home. Back home to where my sister was.
I had never really been close to her, but now, I was willing to do anything. I would be happy to walk miles just to get back to her. I really missed her. "Hi Aria" I muttered, keeping my eyes focused on the bull riding competition in front of me. Silas hadn't said anything yet, and I just hoped it was because he was super fixated on the TV rather than blatant disrespect.
That had never gone down well in the household we had come from, but we had only ever spoken to one another. Our dad had never cared much about us other than when he wanted us to win something or to buy him something. I had grown up with that, and now I had lost everything, and Rocky didn't understand that.
He never understood us anymore. Back at the ranch, he had understood us, but here, all he wanted to do was replace our mom with some chick he was in love with, while he tried to be our father. It wasn't working. He was 11 years older than me, and some people thought there was more of a gap than that, and assumed he was my father, which made it all worse.
He wasn't my dad. "Silas" Rocky clipped, walking over to him. I watched on, prepared for the argument that was about to ensue. I really wish I had taken Miles and Ryder's offer on my staying the night at theirs. I was displaced as we weren't all under one roof anymore. Parker and Logan were at college together, while I was stuck here.
I felt so lost. We no longer had a large house for all of us, but rather three locations that I could stay at. I lived with Rocky, but it felt more like a temporary sleepover, like he was waiting for me to move out any day, so that he could start his own family. "Whatever" wrong decision, Silas. I knew he hated Aria, and vice versa. This happened every night.
"What did I say to you about respecting her, huh?" it felt like our father was here, and I felt like my skin was crawling. I had helped Silas clean the blood from our little sister, as she cried profusely about it, and I had never wanted that to happen to anyone, ever again. "Rocky, until you understand that she has no respect or care for me, or anyone other than you, then I'm done waiting around. I'm done" and with that, he stormed upstairs.
