It Started With A Song Writeing Contest

Ch 22

I knock on the bathroom door to check on Marcus. "Marcus. You done in there?" "Yeah." I open the door, and see somthing I didn't expect to find. "Stormie! Can you come up here for a minute!?! I need a mom figure!" "Sure honey!" Stormie says. Stormie comes upstairs and enters the bathroom. "What do yo- omg" "stormie, I don't know how to handle this. What do I do?" "Marcus sweety?" Stormie says bending down to Marcus. "I cut my leg in the cabinet door, and i couldn't find a bandaid, but I found this, so i taped it to my leg!" Marcus said seeming proud of his solution to the problem. Ross comes upstairs. "What's going on? You've been up here for- oh... um. Is that?" "Yep. That what it is." "Marcus honey, don't use this stuff on cuts, that's not what it's for. Come with me, I'll get you a real bandaid." Stormie says standing up and takeing Marcus by the hand to her bathroom. Once they were out of ear shot Ross starts laughing. "This isn't funny" "yes it is" "no it's not! My 7 year old brother just taped a period pad on his leg!" "Exactly. He taped a pad to his leg. It's funny" "no it's not Ross! He is a 7 year old boy! When he asks what it's for, what am I supposed to tell him? I can't tell him it's a big bandaid, we all saw how that goes, and i can't exactly explain what a period is to my 7 year old brother! Son what do I tell him?" At this point I think Ross understood that I was stressed about this, and stopped laughing. "Babe, calm down. My mom will help you figure out what to do. You are 16, there's no reason for you to stress this much about trying to raise you brother." "But I do Ross. I'm all he has left. Hes sure as hell not going back to my parents ever again." "But you're not all he has, just because you couldn't rely on your parents to take care of him, doesn't mean you can't rely on mine to help. You guys are part of our family now. I don't know how your parents could not care, but my family sticks together, even if your not blood related. We got you. Okay?" I don't say anything and just nod and start to cry. "Come here" Ross says as he pulls me into a hug. "You've really been worried about this a lot haven't you?" "I can't help it. I've been his mom his whole life. He really is more like my son than my brother. I feel like I'm failing my own kid, but I've never even been pregnant." "I know baby. But look, I know you're like his mom, and, as far as I'm concerned, I'm stepping in to play his father role. I don't care if I'm 16, if you can take it on, at like age 9, then so can i." "Thanks Ross, but you don't have too. We'll only be here for about another year and a half." "What are you talking about?" Ross says pulling away and looking at me. "Once I'm 18 I'm packing me and Marcus up, and were getting our own place. I've been putting money back to get us started." "No your not, you're more than welcome here." "I know, but I'm not gonna depend on your family any longer than I have to. I'll have stormie sign custody over to me, then we're gone." "Then I'm coming with you. I'll move with you, and help you with Marcus." "No Ross. You have a family, you should stay with them. I know your family is mine too, but it's not the same." "I don't care. It's not like we're gonna move far from here, we'll be able to come visit. I'm coming with." "Fine." "Good" "let's go" I say wiping my eyes "breakfast is ready, and we need to leave in like 15 minuets" I say going downstairs as Ross follows.
(Will be continued)
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