My Brother's Best Friend

I'm telling it, like it is

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"Once upon a time there was a beautiful girl in all of Lima Ohio named Rachel..."

"Hahahahahaha!"

"Would you shut it Noah, I'm trying to tell a story for Alexa here!"

Confused?

That's because my name is Rachel, and I live in a foster home along with my stupid twin brother Noah Puckerman. Alexa is our foster sister whose eight, along with tony whose twelve, Bridget whose three, Rick whose sixteen, and Erick whose nine. I'm seventeen along with Noah. I know a lot of brats under one roof, how I handle it? I'll never know.

Noah and I were in the system since we were three. Our mother was a crack whore who was too busy screwing any guy willing to sell drugs to her to even notice her children. My dad? Well I don't know who he is, he ran out as soon as he found out lily, my mother, was pregnant. We've been together since they put us in foster care, no one dared separate us Puckermans. So we've been from home to home for the past fourteen years. Every home we've been put in has been hell.

This one is no different.

"Well sorry, but Rachel and beautiful don't go well together" Noah laughed

I threw Alexa's pillow at him.

"Would you like to tell her a story?" I asked knowing he hates telling stories
"Nah I'm good" he said leaning back in his bed
"Then shut up" I say

I looked to Alexa who was sucking her thumb while holding her prized stuffed monkey. I'm surprised Robert and Eva even let Alexa keep that. Robert and Eve are our horrible foster parents.

"As I was saying" I said when all of a sudden

"NO! I'M SORRY, I PROMISE I'LL DO IT NEXT TIME!!!"

It sounded like tony. Bridget got up and started to show tears. That little girl learned to not make a sound when crying when Eva threw a book at her face. She ran to Alexa's bed as Erick ran to join us. Rick sat on his bed remaining quiet.

This kind of thing happens a lot. But Noah hates this so he got up to confront whoever it is this time. He never let's the younger ones take the beating.

"Noah please," I say so he won't get hit again
"I have to rach, otherwise no one will" he said leaving the room

I heard cries of pain as all the little ones sat close to me scared again. Rick was new to this house but he never speaks. He goes to McKinley along with me and Noah, but he doesn't say or do much.

"STOP!" I hear Noah

Then I hear something break. There's a lot of muffling and sounds of someone getting hit. Tony runs in shortly after.

"I'm sorry Rachie! I swear I was going to go to frank to get the stuff but band practice kept me in!" Tony cried out with a busted lip and bruises forming

"It's ok, it's not your fault, you have a life too, Robert shouldn't even be asking you to go down there" I say hugging him

We hear a thud and Noah walks in. He has a bruise on his eye but other than that no scratches. He's stronger than Robert, everyone knows that, but that doesn't ease the pain he inflicts on my brother.

As sad as this sounds, I'm telling it, like it is, miserable. This is just a normal day too, so we don't want what happened last time to ever happen again.