Hey guys I know it's late but here is the next chapter of Blown Away. Also I will be updating every week now if i get the chance. So hooray. Also I am know part of Born Elite,  Wyatt_Sparks.

Crystalwing578 : One of my personal friends. We chat about Warrior Cats and other stuff a lot. Crystalwing578 even drew Marcas, Kilala and Cadeo for me which is at the end if the story.

KatTheGracefulKlutz Love your stories especially things only band kids will understand. You have made me laugh.

Only two for now. But just an important thing I would like to say. I can't say were because it could give off where I live, but someone told everyone there this. "No matter what disability you have that makes you you. Don't ever change that." Same thing can be applied for Race, Gender, or Religion. All of these things make you who you are. You're one of a kind. So many people hate others who are different from them and don't appreciate what they have.

On with the story.

We walked to the play house so quiet you could here a pin drop. Cadeo ended up on Marcas's back half way through. He is dead asleep even the word food would not wake him up.

"Marcas why did mom and dad fight? I thought they loved each other." I asked my older brother.

"Why not. Mom was always high and with other boys instead of with dad and us." He replied softly shifting Cadeo to the side.

After about 10 minutes of walking we reach the shelter, i got in and Marcas hands me Cadeo and then climbs in himself. Cadeo and i snuggle up against Marcas.

"Night Kilala, Night Cadeo even though you can't hear me." Marcas says and what i assume he ruffles Cadeo's hair.

I drift into something that was far from pleasant.

"Come on Kilala, lets go already." Cadeo says. I look at my younger brother and notice that i was back when my mom and dad started fighting.

"I'm coming Cadeo..." I tell him while messing up his hair.

We started are long walk home. Marcas was close to the road, and Cadeo was in the middle of Marcas, and I.

"Marcas, do you think mom will be drunk again?" Cadeo asks

"She will be. She always is." Marcas snapped at him.

We finally reached our home....

"Kilala wake up".  I was awaken from my slumber to see Marcas, and Cadeo. Cadeo had excitement written all over his face.

"Marcas, why did you wake me up?" I ask him.

"Kilala there are fireworks. Marcas says that we can go and watch them!" Cadeo says.

Marcas rolls his eyes. I get up and follow my brothers out of the play house. We stood and watch from right outside the playhouse. I pull Cadeo closer to me and ruffle his hair.

"Run!!! It's the Carson freaks!!!" A lady yells.

"Come on we need to leave." Marcas whispers to us grabbing Cadeo and I by the arms.

"But the shelter Marcas?" Cadeo says.

Marcas did not reply. We ran for what  felt like forever. Cadeo falling multiple times due to his leg. Marcas put him back on his shoulders. The Carson freaks. That is what they think off us. Freaks not kids. Our parents were Lily and Mike Carson. No one likes them or us. It's all our mom's fault. I
A police car drives by. We try to hide so they would not see us. Sadly, we were seen. Marcas took Cadeo off of his shoulders and shove both of us behind him.
"Both of you run. I will follow, I just need to block the path." Marcas whispers to us.

The one thing I fear is coming true. We have to split up.

"We will meet at the bridge." Cadeo says boldly, his voice raspy. He is coming down with something for sure.
We both ran as fast as we can, which was not very fast due to Cadeo limping. That was "mom's" fault. I can't even consider her our mom.
"Kilala can we please stop? My leg feels like it's in fire!!!" Cadeo whines.

"No Cadeo, we can't. We need to get to the bridge." I tell him

After what felt like forever we reached the bridge and hid under it. Cadeo trips but does not get back up.

"You okay little bro?" I ask him helping him sit up, so he's not laying in the mud.

"No. My leg feels like it's burning, Kilala." Cadeo answers in his sweet little voice or what's left of it.

Cadeo lays his head on my shoulder and  I start to braid his hair to make time go by fast. Marcas is still not here and I am starting to get worried.

"Banana lighthouse" A voice says. That's our code.

"Cookie lighthouse" I respond.

"You guys okay?" The voice asks.

"Of course. Cadeo's leg is still killing him" I answer.

Marcas slipped in and sat down next to me.

"I wish mom never did discover drugs. She loved them more than normal. Why Marcas why?" I ask tears falling from my eyes.

"Because mom was crazy" Marcas answered

Cadeo snores next to me. All is quite around us.  We should be in a house not under a bridge."Life will get better Kilala, we just have to believe it will get better because it will. I hate that we had to split up, but all of our bodies would be lying there an alley. Instead we are under a bridge alive. That is why we only spilt up if we have to." Marcas says.

I just nod. That's all I can do. I fall asleep next hoping that tomorrow will be a better day for us. Maybe we will find food. Our lives have changed, but that's what it is. Tomorrow is Christmas, and we will celebrate it the best we can.

I am finished with that chapter. Sorry it's so late.

My friend Crystalwing578 drew this.