And then came the new kid..

Chapter 3

*zach above or to the right*

I ran inside thinking something terrible must have happened. My mom's car never moves because she's dead! No one uses it, except for my sister to take care of the triplets. My car never moves because it's my car! I still have to get my driver's license! Seeing the two cars gone, made my heart ache.  I ran into the kitchen and bumped into a very muscular chest.

"Hey, Jay, whats the rush?" I heard my older brother say.

"No way!" I screamed in excitement, "RYAN!" I haven't seen my brother in years. He's in the marines so I barely see him. Ryan ran towards me and gave me a huge hug.

"How are you doing Jay, you stopped replying to my letters."

I couldn't even respond, I was in shock. All that murmured out was a.. "I" and then tears came rolling down my face. I only stopped replying to his letters because I got scared on what could happen to him. I could'nt bare the fact that he was already in bad places, just him getting hurt would wound me deeply. I pulled Ryan into a hug as tight as I can. Suddenly my older sister, Maria, pops out and says surprise with a smirk. She knows I hate surprises! This surprise is probably the worst one yet! It is like she wanted me to have an emotional breakdown. 

"Well since you're still in shock, just go to your room, later we are going out to dinner to celebrate Ry coming home." says Maria. "That means to wear something nice!" I heard Ryan say once I reached the top of the stairs.

In my room, I went straight to the closet and picked out my lovely outfit for dinner  and went straight to the bathroom. Before my mother died, she suggested to my father to let me have my own room and a bathroom. Then my dads girlfriend, Cheryl, moved in having me share it with her demon of a daughter named Lola. A few hours passed and it was time to go out to dinner. We had to meet my dad there because he was stuck in traffic coming back from work.

"Everyone in the car!" screams Maria. One by one you see people run down the stairs. Johnathan, P.J, Gina, Darla, Nick and there's me. Oh and the demon child Lola.

Before you say, "Wow, why so many kids", let me explain. My mom, Rosa, and my dad, Harry, were high school sweet hearts. They ended up having Ryan at 18. He was the mistake of the family, but they loved him more than ever. Having him made my dad man up and marry my mom. He got a job, house, everything! Two years later my mom wanted another child, adding Maria to the fam. She was daddy's little girl till I came along 4 years later. Now if you are wondering, how we weren't broke, my dad's family was very rich back in Peru and gave him some money and got my mom into college. Anyways, two years later my mom and dad made another mistake causing Gina and PJ to be born. As I said before, my parents loved every single one of us equally.

Seeing us grow up, my mom wanted more kids, but not out of her. She wanted to bring kids in that didn't have a family. So two years before my mom died, she adopted Darla and Nick but they're still like family to us. Than a year later she had the triplets, but this time she didn't make it during birth. She was very sick, but didn't tell anyone according to the doctor. My mom wanted us to keep the babies, so we treat them like glass. They are the most recent thing we have from mom to us.

Now to update you on everything, Ryan is 24, Maria is 21, I am 17, PJ and Gina are 15, Nick is 13, the demon is 9, and Darla is 4.

In the car, Ryan was asking me all of these questions to get caught up on my life, which was incredibly annoying. 

"So Jay, do you have a boyfriend yet?" asked Ry. 

"No, and I'm not planning to have one till I get married" I reply

"Well I hate to break it to you, but you need a boyfriend to get married. I understand that you don't wanna get your heartbroken, but you need love. I found one."