I sat on the small bed staring at the same concreate wall for the 624th day in a row. I've been here for almost two years now. the government has no right to keep me here. I did nothing, I'm simply here because of my birth right.
the right to a multi trillion dollar drug trafficking and human trafficking ring. not that anybody needs to know that. especially the authorities and government. I'm surprised that I'm not already out of here.
there was lots of yelling and orders outside my cell. most likely just a fight, well thats what i thought until i heard gun shots.
i jumped of the bed and ran to the door. a smile jumped to my face when i saw my brothers with machine guns.
it was quick and too easy to take the guards down. they quickly advanced up the stairs and down the rows before stopping at my door.
it was unlocked fully for the first time in two years without me being restrained.
i felt my tears as i was pulled into a warm chest, my brothers chest. "lets go!"
my other brothers kept saying. Tyler pulled me out of his embrace and grabbed my hand.
we ran through the hallways before i finally seen daylight for the first time in 2 years.
it was chaos. trucks everywhere, dead bodys scattered across the ground. im not heartless, this was sad. i felt bad for the families that lost members today. but im also happy i get to see mine.
i was ushered into an armed car and some of my brothers spilled in too. the rest flew into the car behind us.
we sped out of there as i clung to my brothers like a lifeline. i was crying. so much.
after like 50-60 miles of driving we all pulled into a rest stop. my brother Jack helped me out and in a car that was 5 ahead of us my dad popped out.
"daddy!" i screamed. he looked sp happy when he heard that. i ran into his arms.
because of my birthright i was locked up to stare at a wall. because of my birthright i was deamed to dangerous to be in normal society.
because of my birthright i was said to be so dangerous that i was going to shot who ever i hate. thats not true, im a really kind girl once you get to know me.
at least i was. my life is very different from the normal american teens. i hugged my dad, in the end the rest of our journey home was made with me sitting on my dads lap. my head tucked into his neck.
when we got home, my mother instantly had me in her arms. then my brothers went around and hugged me.
after our little reunion i was escorted to my room to change. as you've probably noticed I have quote a few brothers.
i have 7 brothers. a twin, and 6 older brothers, i am the youngest though. only by two minutes which I don't think is fair.
from youngest to oldest theres
me 14
Tyler 14
Austin 15
Tristan 16
Alex 17
Shadow 18
Garrett 19
Xavier 20that's all of us. i quickly realised I was now of age the minute I opened my closet.
dresses. everywhere. i became a little angry but ripped one off of a hanger before putting it in my pile of clothes.
in my pile i had a pair of white converses and a navy blue bandana i wrapped the bandana around my head like a headband and slipped the shoes on.
i walked downstairs and joined my family for dinner. i sat down next to Tyler. we all ate and made small talk.
soon enough everyone slowly disappeared to do there own things. i didnt know what to do it had been so long since I was in this house.
i ended up trying to find my pet tiger. no, it's not a dog named tiger, its an actual tiger. his name is Enzo. he's about 3 years old.
i know what your thinking, why a tiger thats so irresponsible, it belongs in the wild, ect. well, Enzo was born in a small zoo and abandoned as a cub because the zoo shut down.
my dad's men found him. i wanted him, so I raised him. i went to my dad's office. i knocked and heard him tell me to enter.
i softly opened the door. my dad looked at me. "where's Enzo?" i asked.
"he should be outback playing, honey." he smiled at me, "Thank you daddy." i said before closing the door and running down the stairs.
as i ran into the backyard i spotted the trainer with Enzo. "Enzo!" I called. hos head snapped tome and i heard a purr before he got up and trotted to me.
"hey Enzo, baby. how are you bubba? i missed you!" I squealed as he rolled around and hugged me with his paws on my shoulders. i wrapped my arms around him.
"love you too, now come on were going to bed now. come on boy!" I said as i grabbed his collar and chain leash from the trainer.
i slipped the collar made of leather on Enzo's neck and lead him inside. he raced to my room where I took off his leash and he trotted to his pile of dog beds. i changed into my night gown and slid under the covers. me and Enzo settled down and we both fell asleep.
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Ali Carter
Short StorySaint Dixon Juvenile Detention Center is where I was sent when I was twelve. my family is rated one of the most dangerous in the world. with my father being the leader of one of the world dominating mafias based in many different parts of the world...