Dont Leave Me

Hey, my name is Georgia and I am 17 years old and I have 2 brothers. Ones name is Luke and he is 21 and the other ones name is Bryan and he is 5. My dad left us when i was 5 so mom has had to support us. Something happens that changes my life forever. read to find out what it is


1. Just a normal day....

"Beep! Beep! Beep!" I hear slightly waking up from my peaceful slumber. "Mmmmmm" I grumbled. I rolled over and pushed the "alarm off" button on my alarm clock. Then I looked at the screen of the clock. "10:00 am" it read in bold, red lettering. I rolled onto my stomach and tried to drift back to sleep.... 1 hour and 8 minuets later - 11:08 “Georgia! Sweetie? Wake up!” I heard and instantly I knew it was Mom. Mom gently shook me back and forth until I eventually forced myself to open my eyes. “I’m sorry to wake you on a Saturday but its 11:08! Time to get up baby girl! ” Mom pulled the covers off me and I suddenly felt the cold air rush to my body. Mom stepped away from the bed and then signaled for me to get up. Mom was wearing her Tickle Me Elmo pjs that she got for Christmas. I moaned and then slowly pulled myself up from the comfy bed. Mom started to walk out of the room but then turned back and said “I made breakfast for you. It’s in the fridge so just eat it when you get hungry.” She continued out of the room and shut the door behind her. “Ok but wont you be here to heat it up?” I asked secretly not wanting to do it myself. “Sorry but I wont be here. My boss called and asked me if I could come into to work even though I normally don’t work today. So, you will have to get up and do it yourself, lazy bones.” She laughed. I groaned and walked over to my dresser. Mom shuffled out of the room and closed the door behind her. I pulled open the drawers of my cherry wood dresser and picked out what I was gonna wear today. I was probably only going to lay around so I picked out my long, gray sweatpants and a light blue, oversized tee shirt and quickly changed into them. Then, I looked in the full length mirror that hung next to my dresser. My mid-length sandy blonde hair was frizzy and messy so I combed it out and pulled it back into a high pony tail. I heard a beep come from my iPhone 4 that I had set on the night stand. I walked over and looked at the text. From JC: Hey what are you doing today? To JC: Nothing. Want to stop over? From JC: I was hoping you would ask ;) I’ll be right over. To JC: Ok great! C u then! JC is and has always been my best friend ever since my 2 brothers, Mom, and I moved here when I was five years old. The reason we moved here to (a small town,) Minnesota is because when I was five my father left my family and I with no money and no way to trace him. At that time we were living in Nashville, Tennessee. The bills were flooding our mailbox and after a while we couldn’t afford even the smallest apartment so we saved money to buy a plane ticket and flew here to live with my Uncle Bob and his wife and three kids who were generous enough for us to stay there for a while. Mom didn’t want to intrude on them but we didn’t have a choice. We stayed there for about 2 months and I met JC and the school I went to for those 2 months. We instantly became friends. During the two months Mom had saved up enough money so we moved into the little house we are living in now. Uncle Bob insisted that we live close to him so that we can still see him and his family still and Mom agreed so our house is about 4 blocks from his. I still go to the same school that I did before and we have lived in this house ever since. I was snapped back into reality when my stomach loudly growled and I realized how hungry I was. I walked out of my room, down the stairs, and straight to the kitchen. I guess you could say our house was small for all the people that were living here but it worked perfectly for us. I walked over to the fridge and got out the scrambled eggs Mom had made for me. It was covered in saran wrap so I took that off and began to dig into it. I was half way done when I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. It couldn’t be my five year old little brother Bryan because the footsteps were too loud so it must be either my 21 year old brother Luke or Mom. Mom appeared at the end of the stairs in a black, pencil skirt and a white blouse. She had her sandy blonde hair curled in ringlets and her bangs pulled back into a black head band. “I’m off to work.” She said walking over to the front door and grabbing her black, leather coat from the closet beside it. Mom worked at a shoe store called Boots and Heels. She just got the job about a year ago so she only gets a little more than minimum wage. I waved to her but never stopped shoveling the scrambled eggs into my mouth. I was always hungry at meal time no matter how much I had eaten. Mom walked out the door and closed it behind her. I finished my breakfast and put my plate in the dishwasher. I heard a knock at the door and quickly remembered that I had told JC that she could come over. “Come In!!” I shouted to the closed door and it burst open. JC ran inside and went straight to the couch. She plopped down on the couch and I plopped down beside her. She was wearing black sweat pants and a snoopy shirt. Her dark, black hair was pulled back into a messy bun and I noticed she had a grocery bag in her hand. “What is in the bag?” I asked JC. “Well, I thought we could have a movie marathon tonight so I brought a couple of my favorite movies.” She answered. “When did I invite you to stay the night?” I asked and we both laughed. “Ok, then ask me,” JC said to me. “Okay. JC, would you like to stay the night?” “Of course!” JC yelled and threw a pillow at me. We both laughed and I threw the pillow back at her. “What movies did you bring?” I said grabbing the bag and opening it. “I brought The Twilight Saga, Scream the trilogy, and The Haunted House.” “Ugh, you know that I can never sleep after we watch scream!” I was actually terrified of Scream. I had seen it a million times but I still got scared every time. “Georgia!!” I heard a low voice scream. “What!” I yelled back not knowing where to point my voice so just screaming toward the stairs. My older brother Luke appeared at the bottom of the stairs followed by my little brother Bryan. Luke was wearing a blue polo with a gray blazer over it and gray dress pants. His black hair was slicked back. Luke rushed over to the kitchen and grabbed a red flower from the vase of flowers and then rushed over to me. “How do I look?” he said turning in a full circle so I can see the whole outfit. “Great, but where are you going looking all fancy?” “I’m going on a date with Laura.” Laura is Luke’s girl friend. They have been dating for four months now. Laura is Luke’s first girlfriend that has lasted longer than a month. They seem really happy together and I am really happy for them. I just kinda wish that I had someone that cared for me like Luke cares for Laura. O well…. “Ok thanks,” Luke said and grabbed his red jacket from the closet. “O wait that reminds me.” Luke said turning back around to face me again. “Would you watch Bryan while I am gone?” “But it’s your turn!” I whine. “I know but it will only be for a couple hours. Please!” He begged. JC elbowed me in the arm softly. She really likes to baby-sit Bryan because she is an only child and always wishes she had a little brother or sister. “Fine” I said knowing that Luke would never give up until I said yes. I looked at the clock and it read 3:37. “Be back by 6:30 then!” I shouted to him as he walked out the door. “Okay” he replied as he walked out the door and shut it behind him. “When is your mom getting home?” JC asked looking over at me. “Ummm around 7:00pm is when she usually gets home.” I answer. “We should be able to watch about 2 of the Twilight movies by then.” I continued. “Ok” JC said as she walked over to the TV and put it the first twilight movie. Suddenly, Bryan ran down the stairs and over to the couch. He crawled up onto the couch and lay next to me. I saw his eyes drift closed and I started watching the movie….

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