Chapter Fifteen: We were an accident...

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Lucas' P.O.V.

Hi, my name is Lucas. I have two sister Leana and Lily. What a pain in the ass they can be. So I'm 15 years old and I'm an accident. Since my sisters and I share the same birthday hopefully you can figure out that we all were an accident. Mom had told us the story when we were little. I know you might be thinking why in the world would a mother tell there 3 year old children about their father accident shooting sperm into them on accident, but I found it funny.

  Father tells me everyday that I'm a smart ass like mom. Now you may be wondering did my mom/ (Y/N) die? Well no she hasn't died because of cancer, but her dad did. Then grandmother committed suicide. Dad told me that when I was 5 mom left to find uncle Brandon. Apparently he went crazy after both his mother and father committed suicide.

   I can't say I would be any different though. If dad had died I would be a stuck up self centered prick that would be a dink any day, or possibly everyday. Dad says that moms coming back tomorrow. Man its been 10 years and I can't wait to see her.

  Just from memory as a child she had (E/C) with (H/L) hair that was an amazing (H/C). I have her (E/C) eyes and her (H/C) dad says that when I was a baby I didn't let her out of my sight unless I was sleeping.  I know cringe worthy.  Not being weird or anything but I can see why dad had fallen in love with her. The only thing I hate about her is that every month or so when she would come back to town is that she would only let dad see her, not us.


Leana's P.O.V.

  Mother is a touchy subject for me. I mean she was just so inappropriate. I mean I miss her and stuff, but I could've went without knowing my brother sister and I weren't accidents. Something you should know is that father is also inappropriate, so I'm nothing like my parents. Father says that my mother was a smart elk. 

   Lucas and Lily always tease me because I'm more popular than them. I know father doesn't like me being the typical stereotype, but I guess he still loves me. I mean father is a goofball, but I can see why mother fell in love with him. And even though I don't like thinking...dirty thoughts....I don't mean like that. Its little things that he does.

  So you might want to know what I look like. I have green eyes and light brown hair. I'm WAY different from Lily, you will see in a moment why. I miss mother I guess, wait I know I miss her. Plus it was kinda weird for father to tell me about periods at the age 11. I love my sister and all but I need a mother not another girl my age to give advice about what guy I should go for. Father is overprotective......like WAY overprotective.

   I love my mother in many ways. I even admire her. She went after her crazy ass brother. Sorry about my profanity but it was needed. I could never do that, I mean care enough about someone who treated me like crap my entire life. The thing is mother is brave unlike me...The only thing I hate about her is that every month or so when she would come back to town is that she would only let father see her, not us.


Lily's P.O.V

HELLO EVERYBODY MY NAME IS LILY! Well sorry if I scared you with my all caps but...it had to be done. Anyway I am pretty much the reincarnation of my daddy...but a girl of course. WAIT! Let me just make sure.

*pauses a moment*

Yep definitely a girl.

By the way I still say daddy, don't judge bitch. And not in that dirty incest way....Perverts...

 Anyway if you wanna know WHY I am just like my dad in every single way I will tell you....now. I have black hair, like his. I have the same RADICAL brown eyes. Yes I'M BRING NINETY'S BACK. Lets see the traits I hate most in life. THE SHORTNESS AND BLINDNESS.

I fucking hate your genes daddy.   

  So, me and daddy have endless conversations containing dicks...Don't be judgey...B-B-B-B-B-B-BITCH. So you could DEFINITELY call me a daddy's girl, because we are EXACTLY alike. If we weren't father and daughter people would most likely think we were brother and sister. 

  My brother, Lucas and I may look a bit different, but we have the same interest as our dad. I kinda feel sorry for daddy, but it must have been a bit easy to know who was talking. Sorry I didn't tell you what I was going to say, but my purpose was that we all call him something different. Lucas calls him dad, Leana calls him father, and I call him daddy. Anyway Leana and I are COMPLETE opposites, like literally. Man people must be confused when we are out in public together cuz' none of us look alike. Except me and dad.

  Momma.

She is a sore subject for me. I miss her. I wish she was here for the past ten years. Like I get she cared for Uncle Brandon, but, why didn't she let us she her in these ten years. I love her by the memories I have from when I was younger. Her soft voice and the hardness in her eyes. The way she held me when I was scared. Man, I totally know why dad loves her still to this day. But the only thing I hate about her is that every month or so when she would come back to town is that she would only let daddy see her, not us.

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