Enticing ( au )

Ginger

[ Charlotte ( Ginger ) POV ] :

Just another day. 8 hours of school, 1 & a half hours of track practice. I approached the door & as usual it was unlocked once again.

" TYLER , TIA , get down here now ! "

I waited while I heard footsteps from upstairs & the hallway.

I glanced at both of them.

" what the hell did I tell y'all about leaving the door unlocked? are y'all unaware of the dangers in this world? " I nagged , Ty looking unbothered while he sighed & continued to text on his phone , & Tia holding her head down.

I sighed , " I just don't know anymore " I said softly. picking up my things & starting up the steps as tears started to well up.
I tried so hard with them. trying to keep a strong exterior. it was hard providing on my own , I mean I'm not even the oldest. Ty is, but I had the leadership ability. He was the oldest but he respected me, they know I'm all they have. They just seem to act like they forget... Ever since the accident I've been in charge. it was clear. I was only 17, shy of 18 by 3 months. Tia is only 15 poor thing.. Ty was already 18, he'd be 19 in 3 months too being that we had the same birthday.

I stood by the door for awhile, just thinking about me, my brother, & sister. I took great care of them, making sure i kept a decent roof over their heads, foods & drinks, nice clothes. Paying for Ty's hair cuts , & Tia's hair appointments. they knew I loved them , I never felt a need to make friends because I didn't want to bring just anybody around them... So why do I feel so unappreciated?

I plopped down on the bed sighing. So many responsibilities & things to do, I stood back up looking in the mirror at my dark ginger/strawberry hair , which is why people call me ginger. My hair stops right at my back. I'm light skinned but I have slight freckles gracing my cheek bones. Only 5'2 but I was tough, physically, mentally, academically & emotionally. No one dared to mess w/ me anywhere if they knew me, I can truly say don't let the cute face fool you.

I took my shower & put my hair up. Wearing some comfortable clothes, & turning my music on, knowing my siblings weren't hungry since I cooked for them this morning. I started to do my homework. but then I started to feel watched... the feeling wasn't new to me. I've felt this way for years now. But it never felt frightening, or creepy. If anything it felt comfortable... & soothing.
But who gave me the feeling? I had no idea.

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please leave comments you guys! I haven't written a book/story in awhile.
I'm not sure if I should continue this...