Different But Broken

Chapter 11 • Kill Lists and Tiny Fists

I closed the latch, had the blanket in my hands, wrapped the blanket around her and carried her upstairs into my room. As close to got room I heard laughing. I entered my room to find them all sitting on the floor watching TV.

Why did Robbie show them where the tv is?!

As you are sitting/standing/doing yoga/eating, I know you're wondering 'How does this child have a thirty inch Samsung flat screen TV in her room?'. Yeah, I have a TV. It's just in the ceiling, and by that I mean I have a remote that can make the TV appear from the ceiling so that the tv hovers over my bed. If you want, you can also call it a trap ceiling door.

"Shhh." I whisper-shouted. They all snapped their heads towards me to see that I was holding a baby. Robbie had the remote I his hands and switched off the the TV.

"Flip the switch." I whispered at Robbie. He did what I asked of him and he walked over to a switch that was next to my bed. The switch changes to make the room either smell like coffee or different fruits or nothing at all so I wanted the room to make the room smell like fruits... for now.

I passed on Angel to Robbie so that he can put her on my bed.

"Out!" I whisper-shouted at the boys that were sitting on the floor. Since they understood why, they all agreed and went out of my room. We all went downstairs and all the boys sat down on the couches.

"Why is there responsibility in this house?" Dylan asked

"Responsibility?" I asked

"The baby." Jordan answered

"Oh, she's mine." Robbie answered the first question.

"Congrats dude." Jaden patted Robbie's back

"Anyway, why didn't you chase them out yet?" I asked Robbie while whining

"Because I like them, they're chilled." Robbie answered

"Not you too." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "Did they tell you what they did, especially the non twins?"

"No." Robbie shook his head

"Well, just so you know, that one messed up my kitchen and that one invaded my privacy." I pointed at Alex and Dylan

"You can't blame me, the door was open." Dylan tried to defend himself

"What do you mean the door was open, it still doesn't give you any excuse." I glared at Dylan

"What did you see?" Robbie asked Dylan, thing to keep his voice calm

"I saw her playing piano." Dylan told the half truth.

"Oh..." Robbie eyes him. "For some strange reason, I suddenly feel like drinking some coffee." He looked at the kitchen island

"No you don't, that's mine." Dylan dashed himself to the island and took his coffee. "Aren't I suppose to get a bagel, because I remember asking for one."

"Sorry bruh, we forgot about that." Alex replied

"Well that sucks." Dylan liked down

"Mar, where did that hole in the wall come from?" Robbie pointed to the nice little hole that was I my red wall.

"She tried to kill me!!!" Alex shouted and pointed a finger at me

"In my defence, you destroyed my kitchen." I defended, "And Robbie, we should go to knife practice again, my wrist kinda feels out of place."