The next day was full of sleeping in from seeing our dad at the jail. I thought I would sleep in earlier but no I wake up at around three in the morning, because believe it or not my stupid self forgot I didn't have work today and left the alarm on. But begrudgingly I got up knowing even if I made a attempt at trying to sleep again it would be futile. I walk out of the room I shared with my older brothers , down the hallway then find myself standing in the middle of the living room well that settles it looks like it's not going to be a nothing to do weekend. With that thought I started to straighten up the living room, by the time I finished none of the others had woken up yet, but at the same time only a hour went by since I got up. I ended up just being awake a majority of the morning.
By noon the rest of the kids were awake and moving. Since the house was finally straightened up, I thought I would have a normal saturday without trouble from my siblings, but no they get into trouble again. All I can hear from the front of the driveway was,
" Get him again!" I groaned and trudged out of the back of the apartment. When I go out and see Luke and Luka along with Abbadon. In the middle of the three boys was our neighbour, now this neighbour is in what seems to be his mid fifties and has no clue that if you have others around you can't go outside in a speedo without the potential of my brothers screwing around with you. Well my brothers were poking the neighbour with a stick and then getting the neighbour to chase them, now just so you know the neighbour is a really huge guy so he can't run. By the time I get out of the house all I see is Abbadon running by then followed by Luke and Luka being chased by the neighbour, screaming
"Get back here you little sh##s." The neighbour was raising his fist in the air, so much for new neighbourhood keep a low cover file. But as they say kids will be kids and boys will be boys. While still laughing I turn back for the apartment, when tristan comes running into the apartment and knocks over quite a few things with his god dang giraffe arms.
"Nash!" his voice almost sounded as if he had been crying for good amount of time. I'm walking through the doorway to find Tristan looking for me. I walk into the kitchen seeing him looking frantic, something was wrong he was normally calm.
"Tristan, what's up?" he then turns around and he starts to babble, that I can only discern one sentence, ' Mio's out of the hospital.' and that's all my brain had to hear to get a running head start to the car. The drive overall was only a few minutes long but it felt much longer.
"Finally we're here." me and tristan got out of his car, closed the doors and walked in. Tristan already knew where Mio's room was so we just walked in. when we walked in we saw Mio waiting for us all to come get him but we weren't alone. Standing next to Mio was Izroul, leader of the Richey's. A wave of fear settled in the room.
"Get the boys....." Mio said through clenched teeth. And with that Tristan turned around and made a dash for it calling all the boys to get over here and quick, Leaving me with him. He looked familiar but I couldn't remember exactly where, until he asked.
"How's your thigh."
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East-Side Girl
No FicciónHi, i'm November and this is my story. this follows me through all the harsh troubles that i've either seen or been through. And I have a long story to tell, but i'm giving you a fair warning that this is a real story and it's gonna be a long ride...