Raising My Brothers

Raising My Brothers

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Things are just looking up for Canae smith when she get's a job at a club not to far from her house to take care of her younger siblings Char and Darnell. Ever since their mother went missing everything has been hard,but It all changes when she meets a guy that offers her a ride home when her own car breaks down and it's raining outside. You do weird things when your desperate. ''Thanks for the ride,''I said to the guy as I buckle my seat belt. With his hands on the wheel he gives me a sly smile. ''No problem,''He says while keeping his eyes glued to the road. Uncomfortable I try to start a conversation . ''My name is Canae what's yours?,''I start to think that he's ignoring me until we pull up to my drive way. He stopped the car and scooted closer to me.''My name is Leo but you can call me Leo,''He was to close for my liking so I got out the car and slammed the door running into the house. I locked the door and looked out the blinds to make sure he left. He did. Leaving me stunned. I never told him my address or what street to turn on. Author's note: Not really a good description I know i'll do better promise ^-^
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" I lunge forward at him hitting his groin with my knee then right between the eyes. As soon as I do, he crashes to the ground, out cold. I go for more, but a pair of arms snatch my waist lifting me up. I kick my legs and flail my arms to get closer but he is too strong. "Let go of me!" I demand. "Shut up." A low strong voice commands."Is he okay?" "He is fine." I grunt. Then the young adult wakes up, then scurries back away from me. "Sorry ma'- miss... " he says, making me angry again. I give him a cold stare. "I'm sorry." He repeats, standing to his feet. "Put. Me. Down." I demand again. With a huff he puts me down. I step forward with full intentions to punch him again but the man behind me takes my arm, holding me back. I jerk forward to get off his grip but he takes my other arm tightly. "Alright! I'm done! I'm done!" I huff in defeat. " This story follows Astrid, a 26 year old female who ran away from home 10 years ago. The only reason she has come back was to get away from the hole she dug her self into. She is running away from her problems again. Life before she ran away wasn't as nice as the public saw it- the sherif's family, happy, and loving. Behind the doors it was orders being barked left and right with no warning or break. Not wanted to deal with this anymore, Astrid ran. On her voyage out, she ran into some trouble that seemed all fine until it wasn't. She comes back home and everything is all fine and dandy until, "Unknown: You thought you could hide forever? I found you, and I can find your friend, Nicole. If you want her safe, you'll be at the ring in an hour." Since Astrid's leave, the town suddenly had a motorcycle gang that hangs around, not realling doing anything in particular, but the sherif doesn't trust them much. Damon being the head of the gang, keeps everything they do quiet. When these two meet up there is obious tention and immediate hatred. ***EDITING TWs: Controling dad, violence, abuse

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