((Averys new bedroom ^^))
Flashback
"Why were you home late?!" John slurs as I enter the house.
"I had detention." I said calmly. I was really hoping that he was going to be passed out so I wouldn't have to deal with this but I guess luck wasn't on my side as always.
"Detention. What for?" He slurred standing up.
I quickly moved towards the stairs when he stood up scared he was gonna do something. "I-I-I got into a f-fight."
"A fight?" He said, the corner of his mouth twitching into a scowl.
He started to make his way towards me making my fear heighten. "You? Fight? Such funny words put together."
John laughs and I clench my jaw. "Sorry I w-wont do it a-a-again."
"I'll teach you another lesson. Maybe you'll learn more than what you learn in school." He takes his belt and folds it making sure the metal part is the one that'll make contact on my skin.
As he gets closer I back up going up the stairs.
"You can't get away from me." He laughs and continues to slowly make his way towards me as I go up the stairs. My breaths start coming faster when my back hits the wall meaning that I wont be able to escape.
"P-please I won't do it again. S-sorry." I beg him.
"Too late for that!" He yells before hitting me.
End of flashback
I gasp and sit up. I frown as I look around the room realising that I wasn't in the car anymore. I was in a really nice bedroom that I liked a lot since the colours were a dark theme.
The walls were all navy and there was a white chandelier hanging from the ceiling as a light. The bed I was previously laying in was black with white, grey and small pink pillows.
I got up out of the bed and began looking around the room. In one corner next to the right side there was a desk and a chair. There was even a lamp, a laptop and nice decorations. Next to the desk there was a door that led to a balcony but I decided against going onto the balcony just in case I wasn't supposed to.
Across from the bed there was a couch that when you pulled on it, it extended making it bigger and there were loads of pillows on it and a small fluffy blanket. There was also a large flat screen tv on the wall across from my bed. The remote was balanced on top of it.
Next to the couch there was a door and when I opened it I almost gasped but as always I kept my cold facade on and showed no emotion even though there was no one here. There was a large walk in wardrobe with a desk full of different makeup brands on it and a large mirror.
There was also another door that lead to the most nicest bathroom ever. There were already towels in there and when I smelt them it smelt fresh which let me know that they were new. I looked at the shower and there were already soaps, conditioner and shampoo. The sink was large and had a lot of facial care products, face masks, hair products, more towels and other things too. The toilet was nice and clean compared to the one back at home in England that was full of dirt. Rat infested even.
I went out of the bathroom and sat on the bed just looking around the room in awe. Whoever owns this room is the most luckiest person ever. I mean what person would hate to live here. It's clean, it's spacious, the colours go well together what's not to like about it. The room is so nice that I almost smiled. Almost.
I got up and wandered around the room lost in my thoughts. As I was wandering around the room thinking about how cool the room is, the door opened. A tall man with brown curly hair and green eyes opened it, he looked nice and around the age of about.... 20?
"Hey. I hope you like your room." The boy smiled. My eyes widened slightly. This room... was mine? No way this is too good to be true. I stared at the boy with my usual blank and cold expression but it didn't seem to faze him one bit and he continued.
"I'm William, but you can call me Will for short and I'm your new... brother?" He said the word brother unsurely. But it really is a question to ask. He's not my brother by blood so he's obviously not my brother but then he's also not my stepbrother since Mom or John never had a different family, well none that I know of. So then what is he, my Foster or adoptive brother?
"Here's your bag, you can unpack your things and come downstairs when you're done." William or Will said putting my bag in the room or should I say my room before closing the door and leaving.
I began unpacking my things and quietly humming a song as I did so. Singing is also something I liked doing but not as much anymore since my Mom left. Mom used to always sing me to sleep and her voice would be nice and calming. Every time a new song would come out we'd always learn the lyrics and make silly dances.
I almost teared at the memory. Almost. I put my clothes into my walk in wardrobe. It really didn't take that long since I didn't have that much clothes so I was done in about 15 minutes. I stood up and left the wardrobe.
When I opened the door of my room, again I was awed by the house. There was a large staircase and when I looked down it looked out to a main hall place. I don't know, but there were couches in placed in a small semi circle.
There were people sitting down on the couches that were placed in the middle. I spotted Will amongst them then nervously but calmly made my way down the stairs making sure my face was blank and cold showing no emotion.
When I got down I locked eyes with one of the boys that Will was with.
"Hi." He said. When he said this the rest of the boys' heads turned and looked in my direction and I felt uncomfortable being stared at by them but of course I didn't show it.
Since I didn't say anything another voice spoke. "Hi Avery, we're your brothers."
My head shot up at this and I stared at each one of them in turn. 1..2..3..6. There were 6 of them. I was going to have 6 brothers. I thought Will was going to be the only one but boy oh boy was I wrong.
"Hi Avery, I'm Jesse. I'm the oldest one here since I'm 24 years old." I looked at the man that spoke. He had very dark brown hair that was a mess and so was his beard, his eyes were piercing but it didn't really affect me since Johns were way worse. He was wearing police attire and I easily guessed that he was a policeman.
I didn't say anything so Will spoke next. "As you already know I'm Will. I'm 20 years old and I'm a chef." He seemed to be very calm compared to the others who were giving each other looks because of my lack of speech. I'm a broken person what do they expect.
"I'm Elijah. You can call me Eli or whatever. I'm 18. A senior too. " The one who spoke and introduced himself as Eli said it very bluntly. He was wearing a short sleeved top and jeans. Since his arms were bare it exposed his sleeve of tattoos on both arms. They were really nice. When I'm older, if I make it by then, I want to get a couple of tattoos too. Maybe he can help me. Well it doesn't look like he would, he seemed like he was probably an intimidating person but again its not as bad as John.
"I'm Damon. I'm 17. I'm a junior." Damon said this bluntly like Eli. I looked closer at him and realised that he also had tattoos too. Maybe he and Eli are very simular.
"I'm Benjiman or Benji. I'm 16 and I'm a sophomore." He winked at me probably to ease the atmosphere but I just stared at him not saying anything.
"I'm Alexander but you can call me Alex. Preferably Alex. I'm Benjis twin if you haven't noticed so im 16 and a sophomore too." The next one said.
When I looked back and forth between them I realised they were identical twins. Cool. As I looked at the twins I noticed their differences that made it easier to tell them apart. One of them being that Benjis hair is more strawberry blonde than Alex who's hair is fully blonde.
They all then looked at me expectantantly and I realised that I was meant to introduce myself too. So I did.
"I'm Avery Moneece. I'm 16 too and I'm in year 11. I'm from England. " I said. I had a thick British accent that suited my voice well so I was happy that I didn't sound weird but since I had an accent I hope they were able to understand what I said.
But then I realised they were saying things like being a junior, senior and sophomore and I remember that in America they called their years of school differently.
"Year 11?" Damon asked.
"She's a sophomore." Jesse said giving me a reassuring look to which I returned with a blank stare.
"Well Mom and Dad are at the company doing work so they'll be back in time for dinner. In the meantime you can have a shower and change into your pyjamas since it's getting late. To pass the time when you're done I'll have the twins show you around. " William said standing up.
All the boys stood up too going up the stairs and I quietly followed behind them. I watch as they all enter different rooms supposedly their bedrooms before entering mine.
I sat on the bed and thought back to the events that happened downstairs. They all seemed OK but Damon and Elijah were a bit iffy. They also had cold expressions on too so it was hard to read them.
I went into the walk in wardrobe to get PJs but remembered that I didn't have any.
Aah fudge what am I gonna do. I could ask them for something. Wait no. That would be scary. I'll just make do with the jeans and jumper that I have.
I went into the bathroom and stripped off my clothes before stepping into my shower. I turned it on and and let it run for a bit before going into the warm water. It was soothing and it relaxed my muscles that were tense.
After I was done I dried myself and put on my so called PJs. My hair was wet since I decided to wash it so I got a hair brush from the bathroom sink table and brushed it out before putting it into a messy bun. My hair had grown long so my bun was really thick even though it was wet. I looked at the facial products and decided to use them. It can't hurt right. So I did and my skin felt smooth while rubbing in the cream. And it's ok I didn't forget to use the ointments for the bruises. Hopefully they go away quick.
I thought back to the fact that here in Carolina it was way warmer than in England and that I'd have to eventually wear something that showed some skin like shorts or tanks tops or something but I vow to endure the heat of wearing jumpers and jeans until the bruises are gone. I really can't risk anyone knowing about the bruises or how I even got the bruises in the first place.
I went back downstairs but not before pausing at the edge of the staircase and hearing their voices chatting.
"She's so weird she doesn't talk at all." Benji said.
"I know right." Alex said.
"Maybe she's mute." Benji said laughing at his joke.
"Haven't you guys also noticed that her face is like so blank. I doubt she shows any emotion with that poker face going on." Damon laughs before biting into an apple.
"Guys stop. You've only known her for like what 10 minutes and you're already forming opinions based on the way she acted. She's been through a lot so let her have a chance to adjust and trust us and maybe she'll change." Jesse said.
I was happy that he was sticking up for me but also worried too. Since he's a cop he'll probably know something about me and the way he spoke suggests that he did.
"She's just doing that for attention. " Eli said.
I take a deep breath and my lips tremble as I listen to their comments about me. I thought that I'd be able to get along well with them and that we'd actually be able to behave like real brothers and sisters. Well I guess not. I know my life is destined to be like this but I just don't wanna come to terms with it yet. Looks like my unrealistic fantasy is about to end.
So with one last look at them I ran up the stairs as fast as possible and slam my bedroom door as soon as I got inside.
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Awwwww Averys self esteem is going down. Oh well let's hope it goes up again. We'll I hope ye liked this one but I've gotta admit this was pretty long. Also I hope you like the pictures there's gonna be more in the next chapter so make sure you have WiFi.
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