The Book Of Syn (Newly Edited) ✔️

Chapter 1: Innocent

Chapter One

Syn

I looked at myself in the mirror at the black eye and sighed, I didn't like this look and I never liked this look, what even made me more upset was that it wasn't even a legit fight. I just looked through the mirror touching my eye repeatedly and it already got me upset to the point where I needed my round two.

I walked out of the bathroom and already saw them together laughing.

"You fucked up! You punched me in my fucking eye dumb ass!" I yelled as my older brother Kendrich sat on the couch smiling from ear to ear.

He got up and walked over pulling me into a hug and kissed on top of my head, "Listen as your brother I'm trying to protect your ass and show you that that's how a nigga will hit you and show you whose boss aight? No mean to give you a black eye though." He shrugged his shoulders making me roll my eyes. '

"That's right Syn you better just take these lessons from us and when you get older you will be happy that you told us about everything." My other older brother Quan said.

I just rolled my eyes and walked into the kitchen ignoring every single word that were spilling out of their mouths.

I was only nineteen years old fresh out of high school living with six guys, yes I said it, six guys and all of them are my brothers. My mom maintained to have seven kids with me being the second youngest and the only girl. A lot of people said that I was built like bricks because all my brothers taught how to be strong instead of some prissy chick with all the emotions in the world. I didn't thank my brothers for me to be this way but my mom and dad, even after losing both of them in a stupid ass drive by they made me the strong person that I am today. Even after losing both of them, my brothers and I maintained to stay together and take care of each other until they started to take relationships seriously and move the hell out. But until then they were my mentors.

With our parents gone the person who looked after all of us was my brother Santana who barely gave a fuck about it only when it came to me not protecting myself in a way that they taught me. Santana watched after all of us but kept a watchful eye after me and my younger brother Stephan, Stephan was only sixteen and still in high school so Santana felt some type of way when it came to him getting in trouble and with me, I was a girl constantly surrounded by guys and was at the age where dating and a boyfriend was constantly on my mind so he was always on the serious side with me. Honestly, I didn't care about my brothers friends because they were all thirsty guys with no lives always trying to attack on me.

I walked back into the hallway heading into Santana's door already banging, "Santana! Santana! Open the door!" I yelled and I could already hear his music turn off and all my brothers look at me already anticipating what Santana was going to do.

"The door is open Syn!" he said and I opened the door to see his girlfriend Tokyo sitting on the edge of the bed with him as she braided his hair.

"Hey Tokyo," I smiled then turning to Santana already frowning, "San, why the fuck did Kendrich think that he had the balls to punch me in my fucking eye huh?" I yelled and he looked at me squint his eyes trying to look at black ring that was slowly forming around my eye.

"I don't see anything," he said casually making me roll my eyes and Tokyo took one good pull of his hair, "Damn girl!" he looked up at her.

"She has a black eye Santana, a black eye that your brother gave her, I know you guys kind of teach her how to be strong but this is too much," Tokyo explained and I nodded my head agreeing with her.

Santana sighed and looked down at his two phones and I looked at Tokyo smiling, she was the only girl besides my best friend Whitney I could really relate to living here because plenty of girls never liked me because I had so many brothers, so she was the only female that I was affiliated with.

"I'll talk to him later," he said and I just scoffed and walked out and walked into my room and just laid on my bed, I freaking hated having brothers but they made me life easier with guys. Even in relationships a guy have never put his hands on me or even tried to talk slick to me maybe because they knew who my brothers were or knew that I was capable of beating they ass to a pulp. But it was rare when I had a boyfriend, very rare most were too damn spooked to even talk to me even to the point where I didn't have a prom date, having brothers were somewhat of a curse at times then it could have been the greatest thing that happened in my life.

I looked at my phone and saw my best friend Whitney calling me most likely asking if I was available or if my brother Kendrich was around, one or the other.

"Hello?" I sighed putting the phone to my ear.

"Syn my love!" she sang into the phone making me roll my eyes.

"Yes Whitney, what do you need with my life?" I asked and she gasped.

"Damn, a bitch can't call and say lets hang out?"

I looked at the phone and burst out laughing, "It's hard to believe that Whitney because most of the time you are asking if my brother is here."

"Is he?" she laughed, "I'm playing girl, Wassup? I'm trying to get you out of the house as soon as possible because I know you are tired of seeing seven dicks all the time," she joked and I gagged.

"One I have never seen their dicks and never will. You might want to say I'm surrounded by so much male counterparts that I can't be a woman. Plus I don't know about going out tonight I have to study for this statistics class on Monday and you know I suck at math," I explained and she groaned through the phone loudly making me move my face away.

"Syn can your smart ass leave school alone just for a few hours with your best friend in the whole wide world? I'll promise daddy Santana that you'll come back in one piece," she giggled.

"Um I'm grown, Santana aint my daddy," I said rudely and looked at the time, It was inching towards eight o clock, I could spend at least two hours with Whitney then come back home to study. Plus I had this black eye so I had to get my make up guru mindset on just to over it for a few hours, "Look we could go to the movies that's all got me?"

"Loud and clear, now go ask Santana if his daughter could go."

I hung up the phone on her and sighed, I aint have time to be playing games with Whitney. I may have been the only female out of seven but I could make decisions for myself.