The Bad Boys Sister

Chapter 7

Thank you @Itz_Kamilio for inspiring me to read this chapter! I hope that all of you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Don't be a silent reader and let me know what you think!
<3 Maddi

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Ah yes the moment when you finally wake up thinking it's Friday only for your phone to remind you it's only Thursday. See I love technology until it comes to stupid stuff like where it reminds me it's morning or when I lose faith it's Friday. I mean can't it just lie to me for like an hour, then I can be super happy and energetic when I get home. 

Wednesday I didn't talk to anybody, not even Alice, because I couldn't afford to run into trouble at this school. However after leaving all my old friends without a trace, my emotions seemed to turn off. My brother says that I have to find the courage to turn it back on, but my problem is what will I feel when I finally do? How much pain will I experience when that flip turns back on the joy of sadness. 

I got out of bed and did a few exercises before I went into my huge closet. It was going to snow today which means warm clothes, again. I grabbed my high waisted blue jeans, long socks to stick out of my brown boots, maroon colored fuzzy jacket with a long white sleeved shirt underneath. I put my hair back into a ponytail and applied some mascara and lip balm before walking down the stairs. I already brushed my teeth and I had my homework all finished up before walking down the stairs.

Aiden was staring blankly at the wall, I could tell he was thinking by his hard expression. I went over and sat next to him on the cream colored couched. I knew that he wasn't okay but that he was trying to act like he was for my sake. It warmed my heart but it also made me not want to talk to him, it would bring him down more. I love my brother to pieces but he needs to understand we are siblings, he isn't my dad.I put my hand up on his arm so that he knew that I was there for him and he turned to look at me confused.

"It's okay," I shoved his arm and gave him a hug. He did what I was expecting which was to just sit there and stare like I grew a head. "You can talk to me Aiden, please talk to me," I sounded so tired. Physically I was ready to go for a run with Maria, but I knew that couldn't happen anymore and it broke my heart. We couldn't even talk to each other anymore, not even text, which was making the transition harder. Mentally I didn't even want to think about anything because it would remind me of Dylan and Noah or of Maria and Lizzy. 

"Baby sis, you are who I am thinking about. You have grown so much, almost too much, you are who needs to talk to me." Aiden grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away from him before standing up. He knew if he walked away I wouldn't chase him, he knew I couldn't chase him. We were closer then ever but for some reason that sounded like a goodbye. "You deserve a better life then this," now he was angry. If this was his way of saying we needed to separate I was going to flip my shit.

"Me? Not just me but you too," I stood up because I was scared. If he was going to turn into mom it couldn't be now, not now, not ever. 

"We both do but we get all these material things when I really just want a normal family," Aiden was fuming. I knew that anger covered another emotion and I knew his was sadness but this anger is something I hate seeing. Dad was abusive but mom was even worse, this anger reminded me of dad when he got drunk. Which was never a good thing to have in your family, a drunk dad with anger issues. However, I knew that the gene was going to come to one of us. I was just hoping that we could see that it was unhealthy.

"Aiden, Aiden," my voice sounded like an adult being pissed off. 

"Nikki, what? You said you wanted me to talk and here I am," Aiden threw his hands up in the air.