Alice and her brothers

chapter one

Devon's POV

Me and my brother walked back to the orphanage after school and entered the tall but un-
stable house "we're home." My brother drake called shakingly "Good now. Do the dishes,mop the floor, cook dinner, and get ready for your evening punishment. While I take of the brat you call brother. Got it?" Mr Davis said. He was a tan, built guy with tattoos all over his body. "Yes sir." We both said. We did what he told us to while Mr Davis grabbed his whip and walked into our older brothers room and for that night our brother was howling with pain. "I wonder what Nicolas did this time." My brother asked as we headed up stairs. "Don't know." I said back we entered our room and sat on our mattresses. I wouldn't really call it a room I would call it a torture place. The room was as small as a jail cell and only two mattresses were on the floor and our other brother got his room just last week. Me and drake have been sharing the same sience  well birth. I looked at the family picture I had. I snuck it in under the mattress I slept on since we came here and that was when our Father was arrested because of two things our mother's death. He murdered her and because of child abuse on us. "Boys get down here NOW!!" Mr Davis yelled he was angry. "Wonder what we did." I said "probably something really dumb." My brother replied. We walked downstairs and saw whine and whisky bottles on the floor and broken. Not good for us our 15 year old brother came out of his room with blood and tears all over him,and his shirt was torn in the back signs of the whip hitting him. "Boys there will be a couple coming for you three in the afternoon tomorrow so I best you not leave this house or you will have to do everything yourself until they get here. Got it?" "Yes sir." We all said. "Good now Nicolas go back to your room and get cleaned up while Deven and Drake clean up these broken bottles." Nick followed his orders and we cleaned up the glass while on our hands and knees. I cut myself and started to bleed after a few minutes though it stooped and all three broken bottles were of the floor and our jeans were ripped up. We got up off the floor and felt a sharp pain across our backs I stifled down a scream.screams always made the lashes worse. About twenty more and we were bleeding. He picked us up by our ankels and carried us upstairs then threw us and we both landed on our sides with a long,hard landing I grimaced and got up as he slammed the door close. "What was that for? We did what he ordered."I said going into the bathroom I took a shower and had my brother help me with my back. After I got out I got redressed and helped him with his back. Then we both went to bed. " Hey Dev." My brother said "yeah drake." I said as we both layed beside each other but on a different mattress "Do miss our family? Like our mom and sisters?" He said he handed me the family picture I looked at it for a minute we all looked happy. Our mom was standing beside our father and our sister,Alice was smiling and she was In my older brothers arms who was only seven  at the  time. We were in our mothers arms and our youngest sibling Cynthia was still in my mother stomach. She was born four weeks before our mom was murdered. Cynthia died because of our father and his drinking problem and the abuse. "I miss mom and Alice and Cynthia." I said "what happened to Alice?" He asked " I don't know I think she died at the asylum. But I'm not to sure." I said "oh that was also dads fault." He said sadly "Alice was an amazing little sister though." He said "yea she was she a great one and the youngest out of all of us until cynth  was born." I said I'm hopping she is still alive. I thought to myself. I then let sleep take over me.

The next morning I woke up to my brother yelling at me to get up " hey they're here wake up. Dude come on." He said running to the bathroom and throw ing the comb at me which hit my eye. "Ouch." I said and grabbed the comb and got up I got dressed in a some what gray t shirt and a pair of jeans. I brushed my hair and teeth. And wired for my twin to do the same we already our things packed. Our older brother was waiting on us.
We got downstairs and saw three people standing there. Mr Davis was standing behind a young couple who looked about there twenties and they were holding hands. The man was tall but blonde his hair was neatly combined over and was looking around. The young woman was a little shorter then her mate and had copper colored hair the went down to her shoulders and was smiling. "Boys this the the family that want to adopt you three." Mr Davis said. "I'm Carlisle and this my wife Esme." He said wrapping his arm around the young lady "hi boys." Esme said she looked nice and sounded really sweet as well." Hi I'm Nicolas this is my brothers Devon and Drake." Nick said. "Very nice to meet you three." Esme said " Why don't you three go and pack your things and we will head to home." Carlisle finished. At that second we ran through the walkway and to our room grabbed our packed bags I grabbed my ear buds and iPhone and snuck into my pocket. Then gripped the picture and stuffed it in there hoping we would have better family then our previous one and a better one then this old thing.

Esme's POV
The three boys rushed upstairs and were back down in five or ten minutes they reminded me of Alice and I mean the looked about the same color and their smiles looked the same. "Shall we go then." I said smiling after Carlisle and I finished the papers and everything else. We've done it like a hundred times now we mesmerize it all it was simple same questions same answers same time. The oldest was back first and then the identical twins. We got in the cat and drove back to Washington and home.