This little sheep.

"Who wants this big responsibility?"Ciara said about ready to cry. " I can't take her or I would . There's just so much going on." she cried leaning towards my stepdad. I thought about this. I can't believe everyone. I look around as everyone lays there head down in shame. I think about my life. I agree it's best. I slowly raise my hand and look straight at my moms shocked face. " I'll keep her." I say and slowly put my hand down back at my side as everyone looks at me in shock. My mom nods her head. Sobbing she runs out of the room.

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*2 weeks before*

"THATS BULL!" I scream at the t.v. as it goes to commercial at the best part if the damn movie! " Fuck you to!" I scream as I get up and walk to my kitchen to grab a beer. I rip the cap off as I take a swig I hear my phone going off. I walk slowly to the couch and grab my blaring iPhone and hit the talk button placing the cold item to my ear.

"Yello?" I say into the phone planting my butt on the couch and taking another swig of the cold beer in my hands. I roll my eyes waiting for a reply.

" August.." I hear a tired voice reply into the phone. My mouth falls to the floor as the show returns on. I grab the remote and pause the t.v. I listen closely not believe who is on the other end if the phone. " August it's me.." my mother, Ciara ,says into the phone. I can hear the nervousness in her voice as she speaks.

" Umm. Hey.." I say setting my beer down on the table next to the couch and sitting straight up to listen to why she's calling me. This must really be important. I haven't talked to my mom or anyone else in my family for about 3 years.

" Please just hear me out,Its Nova."Nova? What the hell could be her problem. wasn't there something about her being pregnant and on her way to getting married or something.

" Yea what about her?" I asks. I then relax a little and sit back into the couch. I grab my beer and hit play on the remote as I listen to the woman on the other side of the U.S. speak to me.

" We have got some bad news. Nova has a type of cancer in her. And she is due in about a week and a half. The cancer is getting bad. The doctors say she's not going to make it threw the delivery." she speaks into the phone. Oh that sucks ass.

"Yea...... and?" that was kind of a bitch move but... oh well they deserve it. I take a long cold swig of my beer. This is so useless.

" We need EVERYONE. In the family here." she says putting emphases on the 'everyone'. I sigh knowing where this is going. " It would be nice to see you too. It's been forever." she says. Nothings really changed about me. Same blue eyes. Same black hair. Same noise/lip/eyebrow/belly button piercings. (hehehe.)

"Oh.. umm well.. well why are u calling me?" I asks " Last time I checked I'm not part of that damn family." I said my voice filling with anger. Last time I talked to this hoe she called me a goth freak and smacked me. That was the day I had enough and left that damn house.

"Listen August. Nova has been calling your name. They put her on a dopy medicine. She's been asking when your coming home from your trip." The anger sprung from my stomach. Where the hell does she have the right?

"Why should I care? like I said I wasn't part of the family and she doesn't need me.!" I say getting more pissed at the thought. " I can't believe this. Your the damn stupid ones who made me leave now you want me back because she's going to die?" Ah hell no." I say standing up and slamming my beer down on the table. " I could care less." I say and hang up the stupid ass phone. I throw my phone at the wall and hear a smash.

How dare they do this. My family was always out of the ordinary. But this is so low. They made me leave just because of the way I dressed and looked. I was in my mothers words ' to much of a badass to be handled.' Yea that got me smirking at the words. I am to much of a badass for that square family. They all can fuck off. I walk over to my now smashed phone. I picked in up and slid it into the back pocket of my skinny jeans. Grabbing my converse and slipping them I headed out the door. I need to get wasted.

I walk out the door the California air hitting my like a bull to a red flag. I start to walk down the sidewalk with my head down. I can't believe them. why the hell should I go to see a damned already dead baby and my fucking sister. And that horrible thing that's not even close to a family.

As I walk into the bar I think. I think about what the first I'm getting is going to be.