Stepbrothers (Paused!!) (Editting!!!!)

Chapter 7

I've been waiting anxiously to open presents now. Not because of the fact that I'm getting something new, but because I can't wait to see everyone's faces when they open their presents. I hope they all like them including Mr. Rivers.

I'm in this room that it is so called "my room." I can hear the boys all having a good time in Angel's room. The floor shakes with the sound of something collapsing on the floor, maybe one of them or maybe just the TV stand.

I'm just on my phone flipping through apps trying to find something to kill time. There's nothing interesting on social media anymore, I also have no good signal here, it's all surounded by almond trees, besides I have no one to talk to either anyways.

I tab my foot impatiently on my grey carpet. Luke bolts into the room laughing like crazy and falls on the floor face first. He pulls his head up with a grin and quickly rises up from the floor and slams the door shut pressing his body against it to avoid anyone coming inside although I'd be a lot smarter to lock the door. Soon I hear loud foot steps aproaching like thunder. My heart starts pounding anxiously like if I'm the one that they want to harm. Soon Angel and Mark begin to bang on the door. I put my hands over my ears. "Stop it!" I yell, but my voice cracks in my attempt to be tough.

A few moments later Luke falls on the floor and the door runs over him cutting his ancle. The boys start beating on him. "STOP!" He yells at the top of his lungs. Angel takes a step back pulling Mark back by neck colar. "What is it shorty?" Angel teases. Luke is pretty short for his age the first time I saw him I thought he was like 11 instead of 14. Mark is almost the same size as him too.

Luke continues to look down. I notice his eye is bruised and he has a cut on the tip of his nose too. "I'm bleeding." Luke says then licks the blood off his finger. Ew! I cringe at the sight.

Angel scoffs at him. "Shut up emo fag! At least I don't bleed on purpose!" Luke snaps. Angel's face darkens like some kind of anime who just got punched in the face or something.

Angel grabs Luke by his neck colar, "Listen to me Puke," he tells him shaking Luke like a rag doll. He mumbles something to his face and throws him on the wall violently punching him on the stomach.

Luke curls into a ball.  "Stop it!" I yell clinging on Angel's arm. I see scars on his wrist. I never really took the time to notice them. He's always wearing a bunch of brackets. My stomach felt suddenly sick. I stopped... I stopped doing that.

Earth to Colleen.

Before I came back to earth, Angel pushed me back onto the floor and continues to beat up Luke. Mr. Rivers swings the door open to see Angel give one last punch. I'm just on the floor like an idiot with tears in my eyes. "Angel! What the hell?! Your supposed to protect them not beat them!" He slaps him across the face so hard Angel loses his balance and falls on the floor next to Luke.

"Go inside your room and don't come out tonight!" Mr. Rivers yells, I can see Angel staring blank into his father's eyes. He crawls to the door and gets up to leave immediately. Luke runs to sit next to me on the floor and Mark quietly walks away with a stupid fake shocked look on his face.

Silence begins to build up in the room. I close my eyes to avoid crying. Boys like to make fun if one cries right? Mr. Rivers turns to look at me, a strand of hair from his head was hanging over his forehead making him look like an abusive mad father and that scared me half to death. He opens his mouth to speak, but quickly shut it. He turns to open the door to walk out, but my mom was already outside blocking his way out. "What's going on?" She asks concerned. Why wouldn't she be concerned? Her future husband was yelling at his own kids and hitting them.