New Game (Spin off from Abused Then Loved) (complete)

Chapter Four

Jesus' POV

"Eh" i groggily said as someone tapped my shoulder repeatedly. "Wow, is that how you treat your older sister?" A familiar voice asked as I shot my eyes open. I looked to see Rosie, she has changed sense i last saw her, like the fact that she doesn't have red highlights on the tip of her blond hair and now wears glasses. But soon I felt another movement right below my chest and on my abdomen. I looked to see Isis still sleeping.

"So, this is Isis?" She asked looking down at her poking her arm. "Don't poke her" I hissed at Rosie. She shot her arms in the air. "Sorry my bad, didn't know that you get protective of your girlfriend" she laughed nearly waking up Isis but stopped before she did. "Okay my bad, and I apologize, but why is she in your room, on the floor?" She looked around skeptical to why our parents didn't pull us apart.

"All I remember yesterday day was recording, falling, laughing, then black" I said moving slowly to stretch without waking up Isis. Once I successfully completed that I moved Isis to my bed so she can sleep comfortably. "So why are you home early and does mom know?" I asked placing a blanket on Isis. "Mom knows I'm here, as to why am I back early? Well Zeek is getting married this weekend and behind your guys back, I have the whole thing set up" she grinned happily.

"Sweet, the first to get married out of the Jones and Flames family, you know beside our grandparents" I laughed. "Oh piss off you old cow, it's not like I'm not trying" she insulted me with our stupid British accents. "I am highly offended, but send my regards to Fergus" I waved off and we both laughed at our stupid accents. "And to think I was going to lay here and die" I looked to see Isis awake and watching us acting stupid. "It runs in the family" she shrugged at my comment.

"So get up and sorry Isis" Rosie said as if she knew what happened downstairs. "Oh, so mom and dad did get a divorce in order" Isis said causally, even though I can tell she wanted to cry but held it back, she's a Flames after all. "Oh, sorry, I'm guessing you didn't know until now, huh? Well you have a choice anyways, you can either stay with your mom or dad, or switch off every week" Rosie explained, well she was into politics so I guess giving her this information would help.

"Won't matter, I'm already attached to my mom, can't break a bond like that, so I'm going to get up, go across the street to my house, and get dressed for the day seeing how there is no school but I heard uncle Ian was taking me motorcycle shopping" Isis grinned hopping out of bed and darting out the door. "Well, looks like you won't be the only one with a bike" Rosie said.

"Eh why bother, she needs a bike, anyways I have a helmet for her so she won't need to buy that" I shrugged. "You know. She's going to turn out to be like her mom, watch, in a few years from now she might be in the military" Rosie suggested with a thought. "Not going to happen, if she gets blown up like I did, she won't be able to have kids without taking a risk" lyth said leaning against the door frame.

"So you say, but you had her" Rosie pointed out monotoned. "Yea, but I nearly died in the hospital" lyth scoffed. "But your alive aren't you? Why don't you try for another kid?" Rosie asked. "With who? Drake and I are getting a divorce, and he's the only guy I actually let get into my life like that" lyth said a bit aggressive but pulled back. I think another kid for her and my mom would do them some good. Though they won't because they adopted and them we were born, so I'm guessing they do want kids, they just can't because the people they love hurt them.

Isis' POV

I got dressed into something nice but cliche. Just a blue tank top, with a long white sleeve v-neck shirt, some light blue skinny jeans, and my necklace that sorta matched my mothers. Though hers has a blue sapphire and an obsidian frame mine had a purple sapphire and an silver frame with small marks on them, mostly from what I can tell are wolves running and small dragons etched into the silver and sapphire.

Custom made, I'd say. Mom has her perks when it comes to this. But she got a ring that matched her necklace from another one of my uncles. Jerome I think? Anyways after getting dressed I pulled out my thin jacket from the hanger and slipped it on, then ran outside. Ian was in the drive way of Skylar's house but mom was leaning in talking to him, maybe about my safety.

"Hey Isis" mom said pulling away from Ian's door. "Hey, so can I go?" I asked and she gave me a simple nod. "Remember, don't stay out to long, if you do make sure Ian or someone I trust is with you, and call me as well" mom ordered. "Sure thing mom" I said hopping into the passenger seat. I looked at Ian who smiled at me. He seemed younger than he actually was.

My guess is because my moms blood is running through him because of a story she told me about when she was around eighteen, and how everyone was hurt badly so she healed them with her blood but the side effects are that they look younger than they really are. Ian is supposedly in his forties but he looks like he's in his late twenties or early thirties. "Ready to go kiddo?" He asked messing with my hair. "Oi, don't mess with the hair mate" I said with a fake Australian accent.

Though may I say I pulled it off because of my dad being part British and Australian, just not the language or slang of things. Though I guess my mom is Romanian because of the skin color and her speech when she speaks Romanian, it's pretty much perfect by the way, and I can pull it off really well, even though she tells me she's not Romanian, heck she won't tell me what she is. Everyone knows Skylar is Scottish because of the hair and her slight accent, so Jesus also has that but his hair is dirty brown because of Greyson, the eye color was freaky because neither one of his parents have brown eyes, both of his parents have blue eyes, maybe it's just the genes.

But enough about my family and more into where Ian was driving me. He literally drove from L.A to here and we are going back to take me to a bike shop that's over there. So I guess I can catch up with the rest of the family later on, and then with my brothers when I get home. Can't wait to see them again.