"Bradley, give me back my phone!"
"Cody, I told you to help Rae find her locket!"
"I am! Go help Rocky get ready for dance!"
"Everyone shut the hell up!" Carrie instantly said when she spotted us. "Hail, can I see you I the kitchen please?" She asked and I bit my lip, reluctantly walking over to her. "No Carrie, it's my fault. I asked her to bring us." Aunty Perrie stepped in. Carrie's eyes widened but she nodded.
She moved her hands swiftly in sign language and all of us scattered, running either upstairs or downstairs. I ran up behind Blaze and jumped on his back as he dashed upstairs to our room.
We all sighed, once we were safely in our room. Blaze and I fell on his bed while Kayla and Cody fell on hers.
"Guys, get down here!" Perrie yelled and we all groaned, standing at the staircase in a single line, going from youngest to oldest.
We all stood side by side in front of Perrie, Leah, Hayden, Carson and Madison.
"And, go." Perrie exclaimed and we started.
"My name is Harmony and I'm five!"
"My name is Raelyn and I'm thirteen."
"My name is Raquel and I'm thirteen."
"My name's Lloyd and I'm fourteen."
"My name's Cody and I'm fourteen."
"My name's Michaela and I'm fourteen."
Then there was a pause as we skipped Blaze.
"My name is Grayson and I'm fifteen."
"My name's Dallas and I'm sixteen."
"My name's Hailey and I'm sixteen."
"My name's Bradley and I'm sixteen."
"My name's Carmen and I'm seventeen."
Yeah, Carrie's the oldest. "Fine! You can leave now." Perrie announced and everyone went to go but Perrie's voice brought some back.
"Carrie and Hail stay." She said and Carrie, Brad and I stayed back.
"Um, what about the other boy?" Madison asked and I bit my lip, "Blaze." I accidentally blurted out. My eyes widened and I looked at Leah.
"Um, she means his name is Blaze and he's fourteen," Leah saved and I nodded shyly.
"Where are your parents?" Carson asked quite abruptly and I froze.
"Hail." Perrie, Brad and Carrie dragged out, but it was too late.
Memories were swarming around in my brain, the gun, the knife, the blood, Mom crying, Carrie bleeding, us bruised. Dad... Dad... Dad!
I shook my head, running upstairs to my room. I burst in, slamming the door behind me. I didn't pay attention to anything, I just walked over to my bed and sat down.
I put my earphones in my ears and pressed play. Break Free by Ariana Grande (ft. Zedd) blasted in my ears.
I sighed, squeezing my eyes shut and putting my hands on either side of my head, trying to rid the memories.
I clicked the Twitter app on my phone and sent out a quick tweet.
@vicTORIa_Blair: When someone asks a question you wish they didn't.. So much memories running through my head rn. Thanks a lot.
@JackJackJohnson: What happened? Text me asap. Like right now.
Yes Jack Johnson is my friend, I mean Omaha homies need to stick together, am I right?
