Song: dollhouse by Melanie Martinez
TW: none?
He drove me home. He actually drove me home. Why me? Why me, the closeted gay, get stuck with a very pretty boy who thinks I'm on something? I swear one day Dean Winchester and I are gonna high-five in hell.
I told him my address and as soon as he arrived I hopped out of the car and thanked him. Although bewildered he nodded slowly and said your welcome.
I walked slowly up the steps to my front door, dreading the most likely angry conversation with my father. My father, he's the most recent version of what I call 'hell.'
I quietly opened the door, trying to sneak my way into the house with out causing destruction. I stopped in my tracks when I heard a sweet voice, my mother
"Sweetie how was the party?" she said as looked around me, "wait where's Aura?"
"She a... S-see they...um.." I studdered and scratched the back of my neck in complete blankness.
"Answer your mother, boy!" I voice rang through my ears. Suddenly, my father peered behind my mother.
"Yes s-sir" I mumbled "Aura is still at the party."
"Wait do you mean to tell me that you left your sister at a party alone?!!" If only there was an interobang key to explain the emotion in his voice.
"I didn't mean to... she left me alone in the middle of the front porch! What was I supposed to do?"
"Look for her!"
"Look for my sibling who forced me to go to that party, then left with a bunch of drunk people I didn't know? Aura is older than me!"
"Yeah but your Aura's brother, you look after her!"
"If you don't want Aura to leave the house to party then don't let 'em. You're the parent not me. I don't control her and you can't force me too stay with her 24/7." I sighed long and hard, she usually lie about me going anyways...
"Go." He said quietly but still full of anger. "Go!"
I turned and headed to my room. I'm so full of it. Everyone seems to think me and her are conjoined at the hip, we're not even the same age...
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I hate being in the middle, you never get any attention and if you do its just anger because you didn't do what your other sibling was supposed to do although i can't really blame Clara she's only 5, but aura, you'd think they'd become more responsible over the years, but no. Frankly I don't want the attention. It'd make me too conceded, and would you want that, because I definitely wouldn't.
"Lucas?" a small voice whispered. I looked up at Clara, she looked just like my mother, with long brown curly hair and hazel eyes.
"Yes, Clara?" I asked. She ran over too me and wrapped her arms around me. I looked down at her and smiled.
"Are you alright? I heard daddy yelling" she asked quietly, thinking it might set me off, "it sounded scary"
"Yes, watermelon, I'm alright. Daddy just got a bit mad at me"
"Was it the rules?" I nodded
"2. Don't let aura go out of sight"
"I hate those stupid rules they don't make sense"
"You and me both sista'" I stated sarcastically "now let's get you too bed we wouldn't want to break rule #6"
"#6. Don't leave your room past 10 pm" she said nodding. I picked her up. Although I may be scrawny carrying all those books around gave me a bit of muscle. (I don't understand why they make the nerds weak. Have you seen the books we carry?) I tip toed to her room. I set her down at her door way. Looking down at her I said, "now go to sleep, we'll play in the morning"
"Barbie day?" I smiled
"Barbie day." I whispered. She smiled and shut the door. I quietly walked back to my to get out of these clothes.
I slowly drifted off to sleep to keep the angering thoughts of my father out of my head.
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Later I was woken up by sounds of hurling and multiple flushing;
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Rules:
1. Don't talk to strangers
2. Don't let aura go out of sight.
3. No girlfriends or boyfriends in the bedrooms
4. Respect your father and mother
5. Tell us
6. Don't leave your room past 10 pm
7. Curfew 12 pm
8. No strangers in the house
9. No drinking in the house.
10. Don't break these rules
*****
So here's to the second chapter you son of a bloke
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Teen FictionSo there's this boy and then there's another boy. Then there's the boy's family. Stuff happens And I'm really bad at descriptions Just read it. It's amazingly gay and fluffy.
