Charlie; a little girl who desperately needed catching.
Leo, Oscar and Atlas; her three older brothers who awaited with open arms.
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Five year old Charlie's life gets turned upside down by the sudden passing of her beloved mother.
The little girl is...
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Finally arriving at home, Oscar let out a sigh of relief as he shrugged his black leather jacket off and threw his keys into the bowl.
He was exhausted, to say the least.
The club had been exceptionally busy, and all the twenty-two-year-old could focus on was August.
The innocent little angel who couldn't help but need saving.
Not that Oscar minded playing the hero.
Walking through the dark corridors, Oscar couldn't help but let out a gasp as a little body collided with his legs.
"Shit," Oscar mumbled, reaching down to steady his little sister, who was visibly distraught.
"Hey, hey, pretty girl." He cooed, turning on the hallway lights and then scooping Charlie up onto his hip.
Oscar frowned at his little sister's crying state.
There was nothing worse than seeing his baby girl cry.
It hurt him to know that she wasn't happy.
"Why is my little mouse so upset, hmm?" The brother soothed, gently rubbing her back in hopes of getting the tears to stop.
"I-I didn't mean t-to." Was all the little thing could stutter out before bursting into a fresh set of sobs.
Not wanting to wake anyone up, Oscar gently leaned Charlie's head onto his chest and made his way up to his room.
As soon as he walked in, Oscar kicked off his shoes and then placed himself at the top of the bed, his back resting against the headboard while Charlie remained cuddled into his chest.
"I need you to breathe for me, sweetheart." The older brother mumbled into Charlie's hair as she began to get hysterical.
"Take deep breaths, Charlie. In and out."
Charlie listened to her older brother and shakily breathed in and out until her cries slowed down.
"That's it. Good girl." Oscar cooed, placing a loving kiss onto her forehead.
"Now, are you going to tell me what's got you so upset?"
Charlie nodded hesitantly, her breaths still shaky.
"I-I did something b-bad." She started, beginning to get upset again.
"Something r-really really b-bad and n-now A-atlas hates m-me."
