are u sure?

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'Cynthia can handle it, mom. Ooh, you want me to model my new thong? Perfect for pooping on the go!', she said confidently.
'What's that on your shirt?', Mel asked.
'None of your business.'
'What is that?'
'Don't worry about it.'
'Let me see that.'
'No, mom! What is it with you and poking me?'
'I just wanna see what you've got there.'
'Mom, stop!'

Mel pulled Tracy's shirt up. She saw the piercing. I widened my eyes and started biting on the inside of my cheeks.

'What the hell is that?', Mel asked.
'It's a bellybutton ring.', she whispered.
'Speak up, I can't hear you.'

Evie grabbed me and we sat down on the table.

'It's a bellybutton ring! How else can i say it I don't speak mo other languages. Oh, and you wanna know what that is?'

She sticked her tongue out and pointed to another piercing.

'That is a tongue ring.'

Tracy looked at me and Evie.

'My girl.', I mouthed.

She smiled.

'When did you do all this, baby?'
'Oh, mom, two thousand years ago. I'm a mummy, I was born two thousand years ago.'

She kept jumping around. I liked this new Tracy.

'Tracy, I'm really starting to lose it. Stop it, please.'

Tracy kept walking towards Mel and she kept backing up.

'No bra, no panties. No bra, no panties.'
'Stop it.'
'No bra, no panties.'

Mel stood there in shock.

~

We were in Tracys room. We were speaking egg language, because we were in the room in front of Mels, and her door was open.

Tracy took both our hands and we walked into her room. Brady and Mel were kissing in the bed.

'Morning, mom.', Tracy yelled, turning around.
'Knockings real good.'
'Mom, we have something really important that we need to talk about, okay?'
'Okay.'
'I think I would get along a lot better with everybody... if Aaliyah and Evie just lived with us.'
'My mom would pay you to take me.', I spoke.
'Brooke too.', Evie added.
'They wouldn't be like all the other freeloaders.'
'Evie was abused... and Aaliyah her mom ignores her and is never home.'
'Mel, my uncle... he put things inside me.'

Evie started tearing up. Holy shit, I did not know it was that bad.

'You could really help us if we lived here.', I said.
'Okay, I'll think about it.', she answered.

Tracy leaned in for a kiss and then hugged her. That's probably the first time I've seen her do that.

~

There were boys outside the car.

'Bye, Mel.', me and Evie said at the same time.

We stepped out of the car. Tracy was still talking to her mom for a second.

~

We were inhaling some random shit Evie found. I felt numb. We kept hitting each other until we were bleeding.

'Oh, I wanna bleed more. Hit me!', Tracy said after inhaling some.

Evie slapped her.

'Make an effort, bitch.'

I laughed and punched her she fell to the ground. Holy shit. It was all fun and games until she was barely moving.

'Tracy?', Evie reassured. She didn't answer.

We sat next to Tracy to try and wake her up.

'Food's ready, ladies.', Mel yelled.
'Just a minute!', Evie replied.

Evie grabbed Tracys head and helped her up.
We helped her to a mirror. Evie sat her down. We grabbed a bunch of makeup and tried to cover it up. It didn't work. I grabbed some stickers and put it on our forehead while Evie was trying to do something about Tracy her lip.

Me and Evie grabbed a bunch of random stuff to make us look funny.

We walked outside and they were already eating. Everyone turned to look at us.

'How do we look, darling?', Tracy said with a British accent.

She grabbed my shoulder and Evie grabbed hers. We all posed. It was quiet. I thought they were all gonna start laughing or something.

Then, I saw Mason staring at me. My smile dropped.

'Guys, say hello to the butt.', Evie laughed. We put a pair of eyes on the shorts that Evie were wearing.

'I wanna play. I wanna play.', Kayla stood up.

I walked to the table and sat down next to Mason.

'What happened to your lip?', Mel asked Tracy.
'Nothing, mom. I just bit it.', she lied.
'Is that my belt, Evie?', Birdie asked.
'Yeah.', she answered.

Mason put his hand on mine when nobody was looking.

'Can we talk later?', he asked.
'Sure.', I replied.

Evie came and tried to sit on his lap.

'Mason, do you have any film? You want to take pictures of us?'

He tried to scoot away from her.

'No, Evie. I don't.'

~

We were all in the car, after school.

'I can't even remember how to spell photographer.', Tracy stated softly. I hope it was a joke.

Mel started the car.

'Where are we going, Mel?', Evie asked.

It was quiet the whole car ride. Eventually, we arrived at Evie's house. Shit. I knew they were gonna bring me home next. I don't want to. I know my situation is not as bad as Evies, but I still hate it there.

We walked inside, and saw Brooke sitting next to a pretty young guy.

'Brooke. Wow.', Mel said.

Brooke signaled to the guy that he should go away.

'I've been calling for two weeks.', Mel added.
'Sorry, I just... I didn't want you to see me like this.'

She had a hat on. I don't know why, she was inside.

'They cut off my ears.', she cried.
'What?'
'They cut off my ears.', Brooke repeated.

She took her hat off. Fuck.

'Okay, girls, please go out to the car.', Mel asked us.

We walked outside but didn't go to the car. We stood next to the window. I barely heard what they were saying. I kept trying to look at Brookes ears, but her hair was in front of it.

'My ears hurt so bad, look.'

What. The. Fuck. Her ears were cut off and sewed back together. I can't imagine what she's going through. I feel really bad for her. Holy shit.

Brooke stood up and went to the kitchen. We walked inside after.

'So, Evie... we'll bring your suitcase over later, okay?'
'So, you're not gonna adopt me, Mel?'

Evie looked mad and sad at the same time.

'Evie, I mean... Brooke's back, so...', Tracy explained.

She ran to her room. I immediately started following her, Tracy was behind me. She was trying to hide from us, she didn't wanna seem weak, I think. She was crying, standing against some random thing that stood there. I walked over to her and put my arm around her. She turned around and I kissed her on the forehead. Tracy just stood there. She didn't even try to comfort Evie.

'Aaliyah, come on.', Tracy said softly.

I looked at Evie and she nodded. I walked to Tracy and we went back to her car.

A/N:
sorry it took so long, i was busy the last days of my vacation, and then first day of school and bla bla bla