I can only hope that my little brother has had better luck with his foster families than I have. I hope that he's never had to endure the hardships I have and that he is loved. But you see that's all I can do is hope. I havent seen or talked to my brother andrew in 3 years. I tried the best I could to stay with him, protect him, to make our parents proud, but I couldnt.
What people dont understand is that everything I did, all the trouble I caused was to help him. hes the only family I have left and splitting us up, tearing us from eachother that horrible day 3 years ago... that was the worst hell anyone who had gone through what we had together.
"LANE!!! Get you slutty little ass down here!!!" Damn, How in the hell is he already drunk?!?! Well here goes nothing, as I walk down the stairs I hear my family in their rooms. theyre so quiet, theyre wondering how they got so lucky that tonight they arent his favorite. They are silently tanking God, but they dont dare make a sound in fear that he will hear them and change his mind. But i will gladly take this shit if it maens that the little girls in those rooms saty safe, if only for tonight. its the best i can do.
"Yes father?"
" I heard what you did you fucking slut!!!" he says, the smell of alchohal in the air is almost palpable. this isnt gonna be good...
" And what did I do this time?" im so sick of this shit, i might as well provoke him so that i can get this over and done with.
" you know what you did! and you also know that bad girls need to be punished..." he says with a sneer, his chapped dry lips pulled tight across his rotten yellow teeth.
"Fuck you. i cant believe that after everything that has happened you still believe that this is the worst you can do to me! I barely even feel the pain anymore dick, so why dont you go get anoth bottle of jack from the cabinet and do what you do best."
And with that i run up the stairs, leaving him dumbfounded, his dumbass trying to figure out what the hell just happened. i bust through the girls' door making them scream in feat, but they calm when they see its me. but i see the confusion in their eyes, but they take one look at my face and know that finally this is our chance. this is our chance to run...
" hurry grab the bags i told you to pack earlier today! we need to get out of here fast!!"
they both hurry to grab the backpacks they have filled with clothes and anything else they need and as soon as they have them we hurry to my room, i grab my pack and run to my window, fling it open and help them crawl out onto the roof.
i hear david coming up the steps and rush them even more. we have got to leave now! if we wait even 1 more second we're screwed. once were onto the roof i slide down in the way i have praciced and help Kacey and Sara down, and we take off. i can faintly heat david yelling at us in the distance but i pay it no mind. we actually made it!
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hey guys! sorry its so short! please please please comment and help me out! this is my first story like this! love ya! -sam
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WerewolfLane Dawson has been on her own for the past 6 years after most of her family dies in a fatal car crash. the only real family she has left is her little brother, Andrew. right before he is torn from her arms 6 years ago she made him a promise... "I...