Walk Away

Untitled Part 1

I know I'm not the perfect poster child or anything but what did I do to deserve this? I mean 14 different houses in three months this isn't good for the boys. I'm thinking in my mind as I head down the hall to wake them up.

"Tyler, Chase. It's time for school let's get out of here before the foster parents wake up," I whisper to them. Okay now before you get the wrong idea the boys aren't mine but as of right now they are. They're my twin baby brothers. Our parents were killed in a car accident by a drunk driver 6 years ago.

Yes, I know that would make the boys 2, and me well that made me at the time 11. They never caught the drunk driver. To be honest I know they never looked, because I know who it is and it didn't even take me a week. But I guess when you know all the right people things tend to go your way.

"Elena?" questions Chase, staring up at me expectantly.

"Yes," I answer back to him while still trying to keep my voice low so I don't wake them up.

"Are we getting something to eat today before we go to school?" he continued to question me.

"We can. What do you guys want?" I answer and ask another question at the same time.

"Can we go get pancakes and sausage?!" Corus the boys while still managing to keep their voices low and get their clothes.

"Yeah. You guys wait here, ok?" I said as I turn back and creep to my room down the hall. I creep past the two doors that scare me most Skyla and Dimitri's door along with Kyle's door. Okay now Kyle only scares me because he's just like Dimitri and he can do a lot worse.

I know exactly why they're fostering us though. They get money and it makes Kyle look like he has a girlfriend. That's what they told everyone was that me and Kyle were dating for years and they let me move in. They go so far they extend it and said that the boys are his.

I make it to my room and walk to the wall I pull the picture of our parents off and put in my combination. I take out $300. I grab my book bag and my purse; I slide my phone out of my back pocket and put it in my purse. It not the newest phone but if I can contact, our officer, him, my friends, and the school ill be fine. I creep back to my brothers. They are standing waiting for me right outside their door.

"Ok boys lets go," I leer after hearing footsteps coming from Kyles room. We all glide down the railing of the stair with our shoes in hand. I land softly and immediately turn to my brothers and help them get down quietly.

"Shit" I swear as I see Kyle standing on top of the stars looking at us. He starts to come down and I told the boys to go and wait in the car with Damon. They go immediately after sliding their Nike shoes on.

I wait for Kyle to come down because I don't want him knowing about Damon yet. He'll find out about him in two weeks, on my 18th birthday.

"Where are you going so early?" He snaps at me. Clearly trying to hold in yelling at me almost as if he doesn't want to wake his parents up.

"We are leaving we'll be back after school," I answer trying to hold back my scared tone.

"Ok make you a deal don't tell my parents I'm up this early and I won't tell them how early you guys leave, and don't tell them about her," he points to a girl coming into the house just as he pointed. Fine by me I said and I realized exactly who that was, so I smiled.

"Deal," I replied. I turned to walk out of the house and she hands me an envelope. I walk out of the house and see my favorite sight in the morning.

A black 1973 dodge SRT. I slide into the passenger seat and feel a hand lace its fingers with mine. I smile because this is what I miss. I miss being with him all the time I miss everything about him. He's like a father to the boys when that happened, he even helped us all stay together.

Every house he helped us stay together. He helped me when they first died he told me I couldn't leave for a lot of reason and one was he loved me. We've been dating for 6 years now.

He's the reason that I'm still here and not with my parents I'm still going to the private school I was in and so are the boys that's why I don't have to deal with Kyle at school. He goes to public school his parents tried to put him in my school but he failed the audition. It a private school for the preforming arts called TTHS- teen talent high school. There a college for select few too; that's where Damon goes. If I had a choice I wouldn't be going anywhere I'd be at Damon's house. And with him instead of the reached place we all call our house now.

"Baby," I'm interrupted from my mind rant by his deep voice and my heart-beat quickens.

"What babe," I answer, and look at him.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too," I replied. I see him smile and I see Kyle and Ella walking out of the house and walk towards us.

"Fuck," I swear.

"What?" Damon questions.

"I didn't want him knowing about you, yet," I replied.

"Its fine," he said rolling my window down to speak to him.

"Damon what are you doing on my land?" Kyle questioned.

"I notified you; number one, and number two picking up my family," Damon snapped at Kyle. staring at his sister beside Kyle. Then started the car and speed off.

"Stop for the boys somewhere they can get pancakes please," I muttered.

"Baby girl what did I say about not talking up?" He asked.

"I know, not too I'm sorry," I answered him.

"And yes, I will, but you're eating too," he coiled.

"You can't make me and I'm not hungry," I coiled back. We pulled into the pancake house parking lot and he pulled close to the door. He removed the key and got out making his way to my side and opening the door for me. He helped me out. He kissed me and pulled away as the boys got out.

"You know I can make you baby girl," he leered, his voice sending shivers down my spine. I see his boys pull into the parking lot and do the same thing Damon did to me.

"I hate you sometimes," I tell him right before wrapping my arms around his neck and going on my tippy toes to kiss him. He picks me up and kissed me back. '

"Alright let's go in guys," he orders his boys. All his boys follow him and me. His arm wraps around my waist and I feel my brother grab my hand and lace their fingers with mine.  

Okay so I'll work on the next chapter.