When Elliot pushed up against the wall the smell of alcohol filled my nose.
Me: Elliot get off me
Elliot:no
Me: and what am I hiding
Elliot: that you have a sister and you are hiding your boobs
Me: yeah I told Liam and Caleb earlier and you perv
Me: get the hell off me
Then I pushed him off me.
Elliot: don't leave me
Me: maybe if you weren't so fucking drunk I wouldn't.
Elliot: I'm not drunk....come here
Elliot tried leaning in to grab me.
Me: get the hell away from me.
Elliot: I'm not drunk
Me: stay the hell away from me until you are sober
Then Brandon came out of his room.
Brandon: what the hell is going on
Me: Elliot is being a drunk ass perv
Brandon: Elliot leave her alone
Elliot: but I want to kiss her
Brandon: well she don't want you
Elliot: why not
Me: you know what I should have just stayed somewhere else tonight.
I turned back to my room and grabbed my bag. And started down the stairs.
Brandon and Elliot were arguing so they didn't notice that I went down the stairs.
But just my luck Liam was down there.
Liam: where are going
Me: I can't take this any more
Liam: take what
Me: this all of this
Liam: I'm not understanding
Me: your parents don't even live here anymore.
Liam: I know it sucks they couldn't take it anymore
Me: I can't take all of this
Liam: all of what
Me: you and your brothers fighting and what about Erick and Patrick
Liam: Brandon and I take care of them
Me: ok I just can't take all of the fighting here and the drama between me and my brother and sister.
Liam: there possibly isn't that much going on in your life
Me: and you know what I can't stand the most
Liam: what?
Me: I can't stand when you and all your other brother say there can't be that much going on in your life. But have you guys ever bothered to ask how am... No because you think I'm perfect. Have you ever thought of why I was in juvenile detention?
Liam: I never thought of it that way
Me: yeah
Liam: I'm sorry I haven't really cared much about my brothers or you
Me: whatever I'm leaving
Then I turned around and started to head towards the door... When I felt someone grab on to my wrist.
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Life with the Anderson's
Teen FictionAutumn Clark is not your typical teenage girl. She's in foster care and is forced to live with this family that has 6 boys....yes 6 of them... She's not an outgoing, chatty teenager. She's a shy and if you push me too far I'll punch you the face kin...