Aurora

Standing outside of the house, it feels like we're the 50 boyz from BMF. It's just this time, we're scared as hell. We don't know what type of state our mother is in but I'm sure the devil is able to show emotions once we see her. I looked at my siblings as they looked back at me. As I'm the oldest, I'm in charge of protecting them.

So that's what I'm going to have to do. As I turned my head to our cracked up driveway, I noticed a dark brown truck. It's weird as I've never noticed it there before. Looking back at the house, I took a deep breath as I walked up the two steps.

My siblings stayed behind me and I could feel their energy coming off. We're all scared but no one will say it. Going in my pocket, I grab my key out of my wallet, and open the door. Looking back at my siblings, I motioned for them to come on. They'll usually stay with me in my room since there's only two rooms, and my mother doesn't want to see us majority of the time. Walking inside, I was immediately hit with the stench of beer. She doesn't usually drink beer but she must be out of Hennessy. Looking around, I don't notice her in the kitchen, so I make a bee line for the hallway.

"Where do you think you're going with them?" My skin went cold and I felt goosebumps throughout my body. I mentally cursed myself for not checking the living room. Turning around, my siblings turned around with me as we now noticed her sitting in the chair in the living room next to some man. My eyebrows showed my confusion and my mother laughed. She motioned for us to sit down but none of us did. Soon, her laughter died out, and her face became serious.

"I won't tell you again." I walked past my siblings as I slowly sat on the couch. I didn't want to show any fear so I tried to put it aside and remain nonchalant. My siblings sat next to me on the couch as I made eye contact with the pale overweight man. She never brought a lightskin man here so he's the first.

His appearance made him just look dirty. His clothes weren't clean and I'm sure neither is his body. He has jeans on that are cut at the bottom with what looks like mud on them as well. His boots were dirty like he's never cleaned them and his tank top is stained with what looks like mayonnaise, dirt, and oil.

I felt repulsed as he looked back at me, winked, and smiled wickedly. I tried my hardest not to show my discomfort but it was hard not to as I dig my fingernails into my skin. That's one habit that will forever be with me. Looking back at the person that gave birth to me, I watched as her eyes went over every one of us before speaking.

"As I've told Aurora, I have news. Denver is going to be staying with us. You're going to treat him with respect and do whatever he says. Whatever he says Aurora." I wanted to grab that glass and smash it against her head. This isn't the first time I've had to do whatever one of her niggas wanted me to do and it won't be the last. I still have the scars to prove it. Those memories that I tried so hard to suppress started to come back and I felt sick. Sick to my motherfucking stomach.

"You." The man whose name is Denver pointed at Sydney as he smirked.

"Go get me a beer." Sydney stood up and I stood up with her.

"No, I can do it." I'd be damned if my siblings have to go towards that bastard. My mother stood up as the chair almost flew back.

"Sit your ass back down. He wanted Sydney to do and so she will." I felt helpless and pathetic. Looking at Sydney, she has tears in her eyes, but she did what he wanted nonetheless. I sat back down slowly as I kept my eyes focused on Sydney. She grabbed the beer from the empty fridge and walked back over to us.

She started shaking as she got closer to Denver and I'm ready to jump out my seat if he tries anything. Once she stood in front of him, she slowly reached out her hand, as he looked up at her. Her back is towards me but I could feel the fear radiating from her.

Denver licked his chapped lips as he grabbed the beer from her but not without rubbing her hand. She stood there stunned and I can tell my brothers want to kill this guy. When he finally let go of her, she walked back over to us, and I had to watch as a tear rolled down her face. My fingernails cut deep into my skin as I looked down, and could see blood coming out of my wounds. Kane put his hand on mine and I know he wants me to stop.

"Get out of my face." My birth giver said as we all got up and went to my room. I could feel eyes on me but I didn't dare to look back. Once we made it to my room, I closed my door, and locked it. When we first moved here, my mother broke the door down. The nigga she was fucking at the time fixed it for me. He was the only good one. It's too bad they broke up. Maybe he could've helped us get out of this situation.

"Here RoRo." Kane said as he grabbed the first aid kit from under my bed. I sat down as he started to patch up my band. It hurt but I don't want it to get infected. Feeling like shit, I just looked down at the floor. We used to be good once. We used to be a happy family.