《The Possessive Gang Leaders Princess》Fleeing
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I burst through my sisters house with a back pack hanging off my right shoulder. "Cass!" I hollered. She rushed down the stairs. Quickly, I shut the door behind me and locked it.
My Uncle Mike was sitting on the couch in front of me. He had dark black curly hair. He was dark skinned to the point people thought he was Mexican. Also, like most of my family, he had tattoos.
Next to him was my ten year old Niece, Kyleigh, asleep. She had bright blonde curly hair. On the love seat was my other 6 year old niece Bryleigh and my only nephew, from Cass, Matthew. Hes six with dark brown hair. To the far right was my niece three month old niece Brittany asleep in her pack-n-play.
Commen sense told me that my niece Maya was probably upstairs.
My sister engulfs me in a hug, "Hey little sis." She said. She was a few inches taller than me - which wasn't saying much since I'm about 5'5 or 5'6 - with long thick black hair and dark skin. She was extremely beautiful and was 26 with five kids. She was an exact replica of our brother Mike. We call him Mikey because hes named after his dad and we were not going to say Micheal the second. Or Micheal.
Me, Cass, and Mikey have different dad's, but the same mom's. My Uncle Mike is their dad. You're probably thinking 'Eww! That's incest!'
It's actually now when you're Uncle Mike isn't your blood uncle but you've always just considered him that. Then, me and my younger brother, Elijah, have a different dad. Finally, my sister Nichole is adopted. Yea. Hectic, huh?
I hug her back. "Hey sis."
She backs up, "You okay?"
"Of course." Smiling.
Suddenly, my Uncle comes up and hugs me. He was much taller than me. "You okay?"
"Just answered that smart one." I respond, smiling.
Out of no where, the back door in the kitchen busts open, and in come my two brothers. Mike and Tre.
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Forgot to mention him. Tre was adopted too. He was about Mikey's height. He had dirty blonde hair and wasn't very muscular like my brother. Mikey had dark skin tattoos and dark curly black hair. He was 24 and Tre was 23. The only thing that looks different between Mikey and my uncle is the effects of age.
"Who the hell, is going to die tonight? Just say the word, Tru, and they're dead." Mike said. Like every brother, they were extremely over protective of anyone who mistreated me, hurt me, or even looked at me side ways.
"No one, bub. Calm your man tits." He calmed slightly before rushing up to hug me. "Mike- you're going to kill me." I choked out. He let me down.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
"Hey little sis." Tre came up between us and hugged me. Mike backed away.
"Could've said excuse me." Mike grumble. I rolled my eyes and hugged my brother. He let me go.
"Hey sis, I have a favor." Cass asked me.
I looked at her. "Anything, sis. What you need?"
"Well, ya know that where we live isn't exactly very good. For God sake! We live in a hood!" She threw her hands up. Smiling, I nodded. "Well, when you leave, I want you to take Matthew and Brittany. Get them out of here. Give them a better life. Out of danger. Out of a place were you hear gun shots in the alley behind us. Or in a place where you don't have to worry about someone stealing a chained up lawn mower. And the chain! Were-"
"I get it sis." Cutting her off. "I'll do it gladly." Smiling.
She hugged me, "I love you! Thank you thank you thank you!"
"Of course." She backed up. "We need to get their clothes and things."
She shook her head. "Yea, come on." We ran upstairs to my sisters room. On the bed layed Ryan, my sister's husband. He's always been more of my brother than an uncle.
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"He worked a night shift and had just got off a while ago. He really tried to stay up but he couldn't." Cass said lowly.
"It's all good." I responded.
Cass pulled on his leg, "Babe. Wake up." Groaning, he got up and looked around.
"W-What?" Suddenly his eyes landed on me. "Tru." Smiling he got up and hugged me. "I've missed you." He said.
"Missed you too, butt wipe." Pulling back, he laughed.
"Come on sis." My sister said.
"Okay." She looked in her closet and got out a large black duffle bag and a pink baby bag. "Sis, it's just Mitthew and Britt, I don't think we need a bag that big." Eyeing her, while putting my bad next to the door.
"I know you. Therefore, I know you only have you're computer, phone, headphones and chargers in there. Along with like two or three outfits, money, and some things from your bathroom. We're the same size, and we've shared clothes since you were 12. I'm giving you some clothes." She said sternly.
I opened my mouth to argue, but she just glared. I just sighed. "I'll get Matt you get Britt." Cass said and I just nodded.
I grabbed a bunch of different clothes. Skirts, tights, dresses, jackets, socks, shoes, sleep clothes. All of it. "Be back." I said and exited her room, heading down stairs to the kitchen.
"Tre! Come here!" I yelled.
He came in, "Ya?"
"Help me grab some things for Britt." I said, already grabbing bottles, bottle cleaners. Tre grabbed her food. Together we ran up the stairs.
We entered Cass's bedroom. I threw her bottles and all in the baby bag, along with the food. Together, we ran back down stairs. I grabbed some pacifiers, baby wipes, diapers and other things.
I run upstairs and pack the stuff up. I also swiped a couple of blankets for her and some stuffed animals and put things in the bag as well.
Cass and Ryan, just finished packing for Matt. Cass pulled out her phone, "11:57."
I nodded. Ryan grabbed the duffle bag and left. I grabbed my bad and Britt's. We went out and placed them in the back of my Uncle's car. "I'll put they're car seats in the back. You go get the ready." Ryan ordered. I nodded before running back inside.
"I'll get Britt." I say. Cass says a quick okay before going to wake Matt.
I went to her pack-n-play. Softly, I picked her up and cradled her in my arms. She opened her eyes and looked up at me. I smiled at her.
With her still in my arms, I bent down and grabbed a thick, but not too thick, blanket and wrapped her up in it. Walking outside, I place her in her now set up, car seat. I buckled her up. Cass put Matt in his booster and he fell asleep.
Everyone came outside. All at once they came up and hugged me, while Mike went up and leaned against the car. "Be safe." Cass said, crying. The "men" were trying to be tough.
"I love you guys." I said crying. "Please tell Nicole that." She couldn't make it because she had two boys to take care of. And I completely understand.
"We love you too little sis." They responded.
"I'll see you guys later?" I said backing away and wiping away my tears.
"Yea. Text us. Don't forget!" Cass said.
I nod and laugh a little. Turning around, I head for the car while my Uncle hops in the driver's side.
My family has never been good at good byes. It was always us for life. Have each other's back. Everything.
Hoping in, I watch them fade.
I look at my Uncle, "New York, here we come."
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