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Chapter 1 --Kylie's P.O.V--
"Pretty Boy Swag, Pretty Boy Swag, Pretty Boy Swag," rings the stupid alarm. I yell in fustration, "I am going to kill him." I get up and walk over to my alarm clock across the room and slam my hands on it, causing me to shot out in pain, "Ahhhhh." As i see my brother walk pass my room. I pick up the alarm clock and aim for his chest.
He ducks out of the way and with laughter says, "Clam my great Kylie, is the key to happiness." I turn around and mutter,"I am going to give you the key to happiness straight up your-," but I am cut off before i can finish. "mhhh,"I already know who it is. The only person that does the annoying "mhhh" sound in our family is my dad. He thinks it makes him sound in charge and with that little sound he can stop any problem from happining.
I turn around. "Good Morning Dad," I speak. I can tell something is wrong because dad's eyes are red like he has been drinking and when dad drinks no one ends up happy . "You - He points at me- and You- He points at my brother, To the Living room Now," he demands with his 'Military Voice'. "But," I protest. "No buts Kylie to the LIVING ROOM NOW," he screams.
I take a step back, the only time that dad yells is when he has been drinking, something bad has happened, or he has found something out about me and kyle that we weren't suppose to be doing. I think back in my head as I walk with kyle by my side. I look up at him i can tell he is thinking the same thing. Whenever dad yells there is always some type of physical violence involved and kyle becomes very protective of me (his twin), our little brother and sister(twins) kendall, and Kent, and Mom.
"KRYSTAL COME IN HERE NOW," Dad yells. My Mother comes running in "Yes-s-s Dear-r,"she stutters. I flinch back a step and kyle holds me from behind. "It's Ok you know i won't let anything happened to you or mom," he whispers loud enough only that I can hear. My mom looks at us and I can't help but feel the sadness that takes over in my heart.
My mom has been through so much with dad that i wish i could pack everything up and leave but i know we can't because no matter how hard I try. Whatever dad does to harm her or us. she believe that she is the problem and she can fix it. Kendel and Kent are already in the living room with there eyes wide open and full of fear. Kyle, Mom and Me stand in the middle of the living room. Not sure what to do.
"Sit, Dammit I swear sometimes you guys are slow,"he screams filling the quiet room with echoes. We sit in a hurry. Kendell and kent move over to make space. Making mom sit in the middle with each one of them in our lap on either side of mom. Kendell is sitting on my lap squezzing my left hand.
My left hand is sprain and i think it slipped her mind so i say quiet, chewing the inside of my lip as pain shots threw my hand. We all look at dad as he sits down across from us in the recliner chair and lays back.
"So do you know why we are here?," he ask. We all stare at him, no one answering or moving an inch. "Well since no one has a dame clue, let me tell you. Someone has been going trough my draw and stealing money from me," he finishes with disgust. I can feel everyone tense up.
When dad has this little meeting about someone stealing his money. We all get a little taste as dad says of what will happen if he ever caught us with the money.
--Kyle's P.O.V--
"Dammit," I scream in my head.
He noticed. "DAME,DAME,DAME,DAME," I yell.
He wasn't suppose to notice. I only took five dollars this time. He wasn't suppose to notice.
Dammit Dammit Dammit Dammit Dammit.
"Who the hell took my money," my dad yells. I tense preparing for a fight. I can not let my dad hit, one of my sisters or my bother or my mom. I just can't. But this wasn't suppose to happened.
He wasn't suppose to see that i took the money. "Kenny, Dear No one took any of your money," she stammers. Even though my mom know's that it is me. She thinks that i am taking the money to spend on girls. Im not. I would never, I am taking the money because i have been saving up to get us the hell out of this hell hole.
"Did I ask you to answer me bi***," the stupid man i am suppose to call my father roars. "Did I," he states as he marches over to my mom. I can feel it and I am prepared to Defend. But before I can reacts he pulls my mom up by the hair and smacks her across the face. I throw my little brother to side with kylie and get up. When my dad punches me across the face.
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