Chapter 2

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Melissa

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I furiously walk down the street, my good mood soured by the idiots I call my brothers.

I feel like the wolf from the three little pigs with all the huffing I'm doing over here.

Maybe I should have stayed? I mean they were bound to be surprised at the news? Maybe they just blurted the first thing that came to their mind? Would I not react the same?

I understood their surprise, I suppose what really pissed me off was that mom had that much hold over them.

She's the reason I haven't seen my brothers in years, she probably brainwashed them by now.

Is that why they never answered my letters? My calls? My friend requests?

Suddenly I wasn't angry anymore, I'm just... Sad.

And alone.

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The walk home sucked,
Walking into a empty house sucked, walking into your room for a nap with no bed sucked.

Right now everything just sucked.

I'm listening to beautiful nightmares latest song 'Say You'll Stay" and its making me even more depressed.

Ugh.

Life has a way of saying screw you, well guess what life F you too!

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard knocking on my door. Which is strange since I'm new to town so who would wanna knock on my door?

Groaning I get off the counter top in the kitchen that I was using as a make shift bed.

The floor was too low.

Walking to the door I hear muffled voices.

Familiar muffled voices.

I contemplated ignoring my brothers, but like I said before I wasn't angry at them. Therefore I wouldn't take my anger out on them.

I open the front door and walk back into the house not bothering with any useless formalities.

"If you want to sit you'll have to sit on the floor, our furniture has not yet arrived" I tell them.

They walk in and look around at the empty house. While I went back to the counter top.

Which reminds me, I should have bought some groceries while I was out.

Too late now, I'll have to do it tomorrow.

"Wouldn't the furniture have arrived with you?" Asks Jonathan

His not wrong.

"Your right, it should have but something happened with the truck that was delivering it and they say it will only get here Monday" I explain

Jason frowned a bit at this "were are you going to sleep?"

"The roof" I replied sarcastically, rolling my eyes. "Obviously the floor"

Jason rolled his eyes at my reply and Jake chuckled.

"So what brings you here?" I ask, obviously they didn't just come here to make small talk.

"Don't look at me, I told them I didn't wanna be here but they forced me anyways" Jason says making me frown.

That didn't hurt at all.

Jake noticed my frown and nudged Jason who just rolled his eyes.

I was too tired for this unicorn puddle of fudge.

"If you came here to make me feel even crappier than I already did, good job" was my Sarcastic reply.

"That's not why we came here" that was Jonathan.

"Then say what you came here to say and leave" it sounded cold, but I really did want them to leave.

Just not for the reason they may be thinking, I wasn't angry, I was hurt. What Jason said hurt and when I'm hurt I lash out and hurt those I actually care about.

I didn't want to hurt them.

I still had hope for us being a family and I didn't want to throw it away by saying something I would only regret layer anyways.

"We just wanted to say we're sorry we reacted the way we did, we were shocked and your right we haven't seen you in six years and we want to get to know you" Jake replied

I smiled for a brief moment until I heard Jason snort and mumble "I don't"

I don't say anything. What can I say anyways?
you Jake sounded so sincere, but I could see Jonathan's hesitation and Jason's lack if enthusiasm.

Jonathan was doing this for Jake and Jason just tagged along.

Jake looked upset when I didn't answer but didn't say anything.

"Let's go" Jason said breaking the small moment of silence "you said what you wanted to"

Jonathan nods and they start for the door, Jake however just stood their waiting and I smiled.

It was a small, scared smile but it was all he needed as he small led a wide smile at me.

"It was really good seeing you again Mel!" He said before turning to catch up with our brothers.

What I did next surprised me, mostly because I didn't like physical contact yet as I watched Jake walk toward the door I just felt a tug at my heart propelling me forward.

"Wait!" I shout, jumping off the counter too and as Jake turned around I hugged him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

He stood frozen, and for a second I thought I made a mistake, however when Jakes arms came around me I knew I did the right thing.

For that brief moment I didn't feel alone, I felt loved.

Until we broke apart and the familiar feeling began to sink back in.

Jake was grinning like a fool as he looked at me and I smiled back. A proper smile.

"It was good seeing you too Jake" I said.

He was about to reply, but was interrupted by Jason calling him.

"Coming!" He shouts before turning to me and saying goodbye.

I watched him leave. Smiling to myself.

I had one of my brothers back.

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Jake

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Me and my brothers left Mel's house and walked across the street to Damien and Leo's house.

Nothing could describe how happy I was when Mel hugged me. She's my sister, my baby sister at that, and after six years I thought our relationship would be nonexistent.

When I was leaving I really thought that she was angry at me, at all of us, but then all of a sudden she's hugging me and I knew that I must have said or done something right.

It made me happy that I had convinced Jonathan and Jason to come with me.

Even though neither of them wanted too. After mom and dad's divorce, mom started acting differently.

After the divorce, mom announced that we were moving. I thought that meant Mel and dad too but it didn't and I couldn't understand why.

I still can't understand. Mel and mom had been so cold and then all of a sudden its like mom hated Mel.

After we moved she convinced us that Mel was the reason for the divorce, and why we had to move away.

But Mel was only 11, what could she have done?

Over the years I started believing what mom was saying. Jason And Jonathan too.

Until eventually we sis believe it.

And I would have continued believing it too, but something Mel said at Krystal's made me think maybe mom was the bad guy not Mel.

In all six years of us being away, not once did we receive a letter or call from either Mel or dad.

But Mel had said we had ignored her attempts at keeping in touch.

So either Mel was lying or mom was.

And I had a good idea who it was, I just needed proof.

"So how'd the talk with your sister go?" Leo asked as we approached.

Jason scowled "she ignored us' he huffed.

How would he know that she hadn't actually ignored them, it was just they didn't stick around long enough to see her reaction.

"Going over there was a mistake" replied Jonathan, I rolled my eyes at him.

My brothers could be real dumb sometimes.

I grinned. Which confused everyone.

"I thought it didn't go well?" Asks Damien raising an eyebrow.

And I nod

"So why are you smiling?" Asks Leo who looks confused.

My grin turns to a smirk as I look at them and then too my brothers "because it didn't go well for them-" I point to my brothers "- not for me"

Jason scowled at me in irritation. "What do you mean? She ignored you too" he huffs like a child.

I shake my head "but she didn't, when you guys left she smiled at me and when I turned to leave she hugged me" I state smugly.

"So she only ignored us?" Jonathan asks irritation lacing his voice.

I roll my eyes, like I said my brothers are Hella dumb.

"Maybe because you half ass-ed trying to talk to her and Jason was being a prick" I replied smoothly.

Earning glares from the both of them.

I didn't understand why their so upset, I should be the one whose angry.

They didn't even want to go there, and because of their attitude I almost payed the price.

Damien frowned "I thought you hated your sister?"

"Did I ever really hate her though?" I ask, really curious.

Had I really hated her? Or was I manipulated into hating her. After all I have no proof that Mel was the reason mom and dad divorced.

Was she really the reason we left?

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A/N

I really did make a lot of spelling errors, although I was typing this story on my phone as opposed to Finding Olivia which was hand written and then typed on my laptop.