I'm Not Like You I Just Look Like You

Chapter two

I woke up covered in sweat and hardly able to breath.

"It's just another nightmare....it is just your imagination." I quietly whispered to myself. I then turned on my light beside my bed and got up to go get a drink of water or whatever. "One foot in front of the other. Right left right left right left."

"Iris? What are you doing up?" I heard someone say behind me. I quickly turned around and it was my foster father.

"I had a nightmare, that's all." I whispered to myself."Nightmare I am going to guess?" He questioned me. He walked into the kitchen handing me a glass. I accepted it and sat on a bar stool in the kitchen. He set a tea bag into the glass and into his as well. He then put on some water to boil and sat in front of me. "So what happened?"

I look over behind me and try to ignore him. I felt a hand on mine. "Iris, we're family now. I am trying to be here for you."

" I just miss him Tyler. I miss Aaron. It's like losing your limb. You don't realize how important they are to you till you lose them. I haven't seen him since I was twelve. We're now both sixteen. Well if he's still alive."

"Iris, you know me and Scotty are trying to find him. We both know how important he is to you, and we both love you." I ever had a father figure in my life, so I can even grow to even call my own foster fathers by the name of dad. I've been with them since I was 13. I wasn't in the system very long but it was scary. I can't even imagine the people who are in the system for longer then I was.

" I am just scared to hear the news that he's dead." I held the cup tightly trying to keep a grip to myself. There was a noise i can't describe going off and Tyler jumped up with a kettle of hot water and poured some into out glasses.

"Thank you, for everything." I quietly say to him. He smiled and hugs me over the table.

"Go ahead and take the glass to your room, i'll grab it before Scotty sees it. And go ahead and shut your alarm off tommarow . Your going to stay home from school." He said walking over to my side of the table. I got up and hugged him even closer than the hug before. I loved him but it's so hard to say it outloud. I'm scared of love, i'll amit. It's scary. He walked off to his room and I did the same with my glass. I then sat it beside my bed and just layed there staring at the ceiling. If he's still alive, how is he doing? Does he even miss me? This thinking is going to kill me.

I grabbed the tea and pulled my legs closer to my body as I slowly sipped the tea. It was warm and I could feel it go down my throat that calmed me. It was something that had always calmed me down as a kid. My attention turned to my computer that has a picture of both me and my brother smiling. It was not in the best condition. It has wrinkles and tears and tear stains. It was a picture I snuck before we left when we were little. When I was in the home, that was the only thing I had. It was the only thing I had that gave me memory of my brother. We were smiling so big in the picture because we were scared to look scared in the picture. If you look closely at our arms you can see bruises we tried to hid. If we showed fear as a kid, it was another beating we deserved. I could feel tears escape my eyes and run slowly down my cheek. I then sat down the glass and pulled the blankets off the bed and got into them. I wiped the tears away and closed my eyes. Trying to make this day disappear and think and meaningless dream.

My eyes felt as if they needed to open but I did not want to get up. The smell of bacon and eggs filled my mind soon after. Without a thought, I ran down to the kitchen to see both Tyler and Scotty cooking. Scotty had a robe on with his messy silver dyed hair and Tyler wore a 'Kiss the Cook' apron around his waist.

"Good morning, sweetheart. How did you sleep?" Scotty said handing me a glass of chocolate milk with whipped cream and a strawberry.

"I sleep well enough thanks." I said giving him a smile. He messed with my bed head and went back into the kitchen. As the bacon cooked tyler turned towards me.

"Okay so today, what do you want to do?" He leaned onto the counter.

I smiled with an evil grin. "I want a puppy."

Before Tyler could say anything, Scotty but in. "We are not getting a dog unless we are getting a pig. That is clear."

"Party pooper." I said taking a drink of the milk.

"I am so sorry that I want a pig as a pet. You know," He was pointing the spatula at me ", Dogs are as messy as pigs. Pigs are just cuter than gross dogs." He then began to put eggs onto plates and added some toast and garnished the eggs in a fancy way. He then divided the bacon to all three of us and set the plates in front of me and set the other beside me. Tyler reached over and kissed Scotty's cheek and slapped his butt.

"Minor here trying to eat. " I say as I dig into my food.

"You should of just took her to school, shes being an ass again." Scotty said sitting next to me

"Oh shut up. Why are you even here? Aren't you supposed to be making food for the rich people in Los Angeles?"

"Child I will fight you."

"You can try but i'd probably win." I said with a scoft.

"You two quit it. Baby, you know she would win. That girl is in boxing remember."

"Hear that scotty? I am stronger than you. Your boyfriend even says so," I said as a joke.

We finished out meal and put out dishes away. "Okay so what are we doing today?" I ask as Tyler is trying to get us to get dressed. "You will see now come on." He pushed me into me room and shut the door. He's acting weird. I looked into the mirror. I was still wearing the same clothes I was wearing last night. I had dyed my hair a pastel rainbow while ago for pride for Tyler and Scott. I was slightly faded but i couldn't complain. I put it into a Ponytail as always but I left a small piece of hair to hang down my face. I then walked to my closet and grabbed my bomber jacket and just an ordinary white T-shirt to go along with some white pants.

"I'm ready!" I shouted from my bedroom as I left grabbing my phone.

"Okay, were on our way down there!" Shouted someone who I am going to guess is Tyler. I sat onto the couch and started to watch some tv that was on. My phone began to rang. I quickly and looked into the caller ID and it was my friend Amy. I answered it to her yelling at me.

"WHERE ARE YOU?"

"I am at home, and you need to quit yelling, your loud."

"Why tho?"

"Because Tyler is keeping me home today."

"But why?"

"That's what I'm trying to figure out, now i need to go and you need to get back to class you skipper."

"Are you going to be here tomorrow?"

"Hopefully now goodbye," I then hung up before she could say anything.

"Let me guess? Amy called asking where you were huh?" Scott said sitting next to me with a coke in his hand.

I set my phone on the coffee table and let a sigh escape my mouth. "Oh yeah, she's an amazing friend but I am really getting tired of her sometimes."

He lightly elbows me so I know that he's there.

"She's just being a good friend thats all, now come on. Tyler just text me saying to get to the car."

Both me and Scotty headed out of the house to see tyler sitting in the front of the house with the car parked. "Oh look took ya long enough." Tyler is from England and his accent tends to seep out of his newly developed american accent.