Family

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Sam's POV-

I knocked on their door, it was super chilly outside and I was starting to freeze. "Hey! Let me in! I'm going to freeze to death out here!" I grabbed the spare gloves from my bag that I always keep in there in winter and pulled them onto my hands, if someone doesn't answer within the next 2 minutes I'm leaving.

Just as I was about to walk away, Phil opened the door and gasped "Sam! You must be freezing out there! Come inside!" Bless Phil, he's so caring. "Thanks Phil, why did you need me to come over?" His expression changed from a relatively light hearted one to an intense one.

"Long story, just follow me" I followed him up the stairs and to Y/N's room, where I saw Chris and PJ with their arms crossed staring at Seb who was stood in the corner of the room awkwardly. "Seb?" I stood in the doorway in shock, what had he done this time? "What have you done?" PJ turned around to look at me and instead of looking angry he just looked like he pitied me. Why though?

"Your brother groped Y/N while she slept" fucking hell! Did he not learn from last time?? "Wow Seb, once a prowler always a prowler" everyone apart from Seb looked confused and I just focused on Seb "even after dad dies and mum leaves us you still attack women?" I approached him with my arms crossed and eyebrows furrowed "what if that was me? What if I'm out without a binder on and some random freak just starts to feel me up?"

"You are no brother of mine, I'm going to stay round Phoenix's tonight, and for the rest of the month probably" I grabbed the picture of Seb and I out of my bag, threw it to the ground and stomped on it. "And don't try to contact me until you've sorted your shit out" I turned to face PJ "can you tell me where the toilet is?" He just stood and stared at me for a while before pointing to the room across the hall "thank you".

I walked calmly to the toilets and tried not to show any signs of anger or any other negative emotions, I save my break downs for when I'm alone. I shut the bathroom door behind me and  I started to let out my tears bit by bit, I'm not letting anyone see my vulnerable side, I have to be the strong one.

I hate my family, if you can even call it that. I have a rapist brother, a run away mum and a dead dad. The rest of my family have not been in touch since they think we are all freaks and being bullied at school for being gender fluid definitely hasn't helped. Oh well, it's best just to suck it up and get on with life.

"Hey Sam, are you ok?" It was Chris, I sniffed and stood up. No way am I going to let my ass hole brother get in the way of me becoming friends with the only role models I have in my life. "Yeah, I'm fine" I brushed off my jeans and opened the door, I looked down at my feet and I felt ashamed. My stupid brother can't control himself "I'm sorry about my brothers behaviour Chris, he's a prowler".

"What is a prowler?" I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed "I use that word instead of rapist, he's dangerous and I hate him for it" I felt comfortable telling Chris this, he doesn't know it yet but he has helped me out a lot "but after my family collapsed he was the only person eligible to take care of me" I re-adjusted my bag and looked up at Chris who was just stood staring at me.

"If you ever need a place to stay, you can always come to us, you're a good kid Sam" something about getting Chris's approval just made my mood improve immediately, I might have to take up his offer and staying here. It would all work out, Seb could get the help he needed while I stay with my real family, the ones that have helped me more than my actual family.

Jenna said don't cry, craft and that she loved Dan and Phil, I live