~ benifit of the doubt ~

♡Chapter One~ The flight♡

The whole plane was shaking. It wasn't a worry to me because I've been on planes several times, Unfortunately for my brother, Steven, he hasn't. He is only 8. And when I was 6 I went on a flight to see my Grandma in New Jersey, And when I was 7, (The year before my brother was born) My family and  I went to visit New York City as a vacation. And now, My dad, brother, and me are all flying out to Atlanta, Georgia to live a better life. That is of course, without my mom. So it's time to address the elephant in the room, right? So if there's something you need to know about my past it's that before my mom gave birth to me, she had a drug addiction. She didn't want to be a mom. So I guess you can say I was a "mistake" but even though I technically was, my father tells me everyday that I wasn't and that I "brightened his life and that he wouldn't be this happy without me"  But anyway, Durring her pregnancy she left my dad and once she had the baby, (Me) she planned on putting me in foster home but after the word got around my dad was the responsible father he was destined to be, and well raised me. The plane was still shaking. My dad was stressing through all the suitcases wondering wear he could fit them all and struggling payments for our house, etc. I pull my headphones out noticing my dads worried expression. "Dad, don't stress." I say. I almost felt like the glue keeping the family together during rough times. He still didn't say anything so I assumed he needed thinking through because I mean when you think about it, He is on a plane (again) with me (again) and trying to hassle were we gonna stay before we purchase our home. So it can be pretty hard. On the other side of the plane, my  brother tapped me. I looked over in hopes that he would only ask for a small favor like hand me a snack, or blanket because otherwise he is just straight up annoying. "What?!" I say trying not to scream and make a scene on the plane. "Can I play Temple Run on your phone?" He asked innocently as he picked his nose. "Okay i am not letting your gross as-"  I stop myself in time before my dad realized. He was still hastling through paperworks of plenty. That's enough to keep him busy while I slap the living shit out of my brother. I reach over to slap him but he ducks causing the window to make a loud thud. My brother being the scaredy cat he was, screamed "OH MY GOSH THE WINDOW OPENED!!" I look over at my father hoping  he wouldnt look up. Knowing he would, I slam Steven on the seat. Tell him that the window isn't "open" like he screamed bloody marry that it was and finally we made it into Georgia. Long story short we both got into some pretty bad trouble.