Mated With Five Boys

"Judge tenderly, if you must.There is usually a side you have not heard, a story you know nothing about, and a battle waged that you are not having to fight"- Traci Lea LaRussa

The beam of light shining through the curtains, right into my eyes woke me up from the best sleep I've had in months.

I tried rolling to my side that was in the opposite direction of the window, in an effort to return to my blissful sleep, but then a realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

My eyes shot open and I come face to face with the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand.

"No, no, no!"

I repeated, trying to get out of the jungle of blankets.

I set an alarm for 7:30 in the morning! How the hell did I sleep through it? It was already 12:45 in the afternoon! I rushed out of bed, panicking.

But of course, me being the klutz I am, my foot was still tangled in the sheets and it sent me falling onto the hard floor with a thump.

"Ouch, I mumbled to myself, untangling my foot from the cover.

Not having the time to lay on the floor, I quickly jumped up, slightly limping because I somehow hurt my ankle in the great escape from my bed.

I pulled off the grey T-Shirt that I had slept in and tossed it over my head, landing somewhere on the floor.

I'll clean that up later.

Pushing open the sliding door on the closet, I let out a quiet gasp.

I was starstruck, to say the least.

The amount of clothes hanging perfectly color-coded on hangers had me in awe.

I've never seen so many clothes in one place before, well only in stores.

I shook my head, we don't have time for this.

I grabbed a thin black, long-sleeved shirt off a random hanger and quickly put it on.

I saw a pair of folded jeans laying on one of the shelves inside the closet, I tried searching for a size tag but to no avail.

"It'll have to do"

I mumbled.

Looking back over at the clock my heart sunk.

It was now 12:55 and I had done nothing.

I swallowed hard.

Maybe I'll get lucky and everyone was still fast asleep, but I knew that was just wishful thinking.

With a house filled with so many people, there was bound to be at least one person already awake.

Pushing the thoughts from my head, I gathered my pair old black and white knockoff brand of Converse.

I've had this shoe for three? Maybe four years now.

I quickly slipped them on, I was grateful that I had a pair of clean socks to wear with them.

Not bothering to brush my hair, I practically sprinted out the door.

In fact, I was in such a hurry that I didn’t pay attention to the wall that I had just ran into, causing me, for the second time in the past 15 minutes to land on the ground.

"Watch where you're going."

The wall barked.

I looked up in confusion, have I finally lost it? Was this wall actually communicating with me? That's when I noticed that I indeed did not run into a ran but rather, a really unamused Axel.

I suddenly felt small under his glare.

His dark eyes narrowed on me, waiting for me to reply, which made me even more nervous.

"I'm sorry, I whispered, intimidated by him.

"Whatever."

went to turn away, but stop and turned to me

to set

could almost feel the

turned my alarm

out, forgetting the pit

"Yes"

He stated simply.

do that! Why wouldn't you wake me

and picked myself

damned thing was loud as fuck, and if

said nonchalantly,

"Hey, Axel?"

nervous about going

watched as his body went stiff, and

"What."

monotoned, not bothering to

I gaing to be in? You know for not being up early

I uttered.

prepare myself for

sixth foster "mother", Ruth, would spill grains of uncooked rice onto the kitchen floor and would force me and any other kid that was not up by 6:30 in the morning to get on our knees and sit on the rice until she saw fit for

knees from

were expected to have breakfast served and dishes done

face me again, his once hard eyes turned soft for

be in

down the steps, disappearing from my

Did he just call me Angel? My stomach was doing

boy is harder to figure out than those

trying to clear

never get anywhere if I tried to figure out why

learned that lesson

seriously

walked down the two flights of

about to enter when I heard people talking in

and listened to what

"She seems reserved."

A girl's voice spoke.

I'm almost

hard, they

for

she seems pretty fucked

Wyatt commented.

me by surprise, Wyatt

my eyebrows

wanting to hear anymore I turned to

table Harrison? Rylan told him, sounding

slightly hearing Rylan stick up for me, it wasn’t something I was used

saying it as a bad thing.We're all fucked up, one way

He explained.

you're right, I don't know she's just been

I heard Rylan say.

how? She just

Kina's voice asked.

"I just do"

He said.

time to make my appearance, I stepped around the corner and entered the kitchen where five pairs of eyes

were all seated at the table eating grilled cheeses, while Indy was slaving over

Axel lend up against the counter, looking unbothered

"Good afternoon sleeping beauty."

up to me from

I spoke, not making eye contact

pulled himself off the counter and strided right pass me

my shoulder with his in the process, throwing me

and didn't go