Whoop this is just an idea I am toying with. I don't know how far it will get or how regularly I will update but I really like where I am going with this idea.

UNEDITED

"He will be home soon!! Guys hurry, turn the lights off and hide!!" I called out to the rest of my siblings. Quickly the eldest sister of the three, Myra, dove behind the couch and my youngest sister, Missy, ran to out mom's office chair. She spun it around and sat down, she is such a little diva. I watched as Morgan ducked behind the bookshelf and finally, me being the immature 16 year old teenager I am, I ran behind the front door to scare them the best. I stood as still as possibledoing my best to contain my giggles, yes giggles I am gay deal with it. We all got comfortable in our hiding spots and stopped our giggle fits then the hard part, we waited.

One minute

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Two minutes

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Three

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Then four and five. Suddenly the minutes turned to hours. We were all falling asleep in awkward positions when suddenly the door bell rang. My siblings and I shared a confused look as our parents never rang the door bell and Mom knew we wanted to surprise Dad. Morgan came out from behind the book shelf as the bell let out an annoying ring for the second time.

"Jaxon move." She whispered softly. I shook my head.

"I'll get it Morgan." doing my best to keep a brave face. She shrugged and moved over to where Myra was hiding. The anxiety in this room was so thick I swear if I took a butter knife out of the kitchen, I'd be able to cut it.

"May I uh..help you?" I slowly peeked my head out to see a pair of officers with a troubled look. Immediately I knew what was going on. "Girls I'm stepping out for a second. Stay still for me." I heard three quite okays as I shut the door behind me.

"Jaxon I assume?" The female officer spoke first.

"Yes ma'am that's me."

"I...we...your-"

"We found your parents car totaled on the side of the road. Your parents where pronounced dead on site. We're terribly sorry kid." The male spoke quickly, as if he just wanted to get it over with. Tears clouded my vision but I pushed them back.

"O-oh..." is all I could muster.

"Do you have a place to go?" The female asked quietly. The question shocked both me and the make official.

"I'll find us somewhere ma'am. Probably with my Aunt." She nodded and went quite. "Well...I have three sisters to take care of...thank you." With out waiting on their reply I walked back inside. Before I closed the door the man spoke again.

"Give the department a call if you need anything kid."

"Thank you sir, excuse me while I let my sibling k-know." My voice was shaken and low. I heard Myra let out a quite sob so I assumed they figured it out.

"My...My..." I whispered, her teary eyes met mine as the lights came back on. "I know sis, come here girls" I held  my arms open as they each piled in. I swayed slightly as they sobbed for what seemed like hours. I myself haven't let a single tear fall and have pushed back the painful lump in my throat.

After a few hours of comforting and many many tears, Missy and Morgan finally passed out. I tucked them into their beds and kissed their heads before walking back down stairs. Myra sat with her head in her hands.

"I-I better call Aunt Kylie" she said feebly.

"Myra, you're twelve honey, go get some rest and let me worry about all this okay? I've got it." I smiles reassuringly to her as I grabbed the phone.

"Okay big bro...okay." I kissed her head and wiped her tears.

"It is going to be okay. I promise I will keep us safe alright?" She nodded again as she sluggishly climbed the stairs.

I made sure to wait an hour so she'd be asleep before actually calling out Aunt. I listened as she broke down but promised us a place to stay even if I wasn't going to be able to stay with her she said she would pay for me a place. I even bought the plane tickets while on the phone with her. She walked me through how to leave the school system we were currently enrolled in then hung up so she could get the girls a room ready.

I called the school and explained the situation, they wished me the best and apologized for what we are going through. I said the traditional thank yous numbly, just wanting off the phone. Finally they hung up due to me bringing up how I need to pack for the rushed move, which isn't really a lie. I do have a twelve year old, ten year old, and a four year old I need to pack for. Not to mention myself and a few of our parents things we want to bring with us. Looking at my phone, I was curious as to see if I would be getting any sleep, the screen flashed the numbers 7:45 as if teasing me, letting me know I'd get no sleep. I walked upstairs and quickly packed the girls their suit cases. Making sure I didn't wake anyone in the process, I moved the bags to the front door and set them each a comfy outfit out for the plane ride ahead of us all, I know already my time will be spent searching for an apartment near my sisters and Aunt. I made sure the girls had their phone's charges and Missy had her tablet ready. Ear buds and neck pillows were a must for the three divas.

I moved to my bags, making sure I had all my stuff and my favorite pictures of mom and dad with me and my siblings. And one of my moms pastel hoodies, her hoodies always smell like her. Suddenly, it was as if the flood gates holding back my tears could no longer bear the pressure...so they broke.

In this moment I couldn't help but want to die...but, instead I'll live and one day I get to tell someone how brave I am...for living when I wanted to die and forget it all.

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