Sarah is 18, but her life is far from any other high school senior's. Her mother died when she was 16; her father became a drug addict, smoker, alcoholic, and Sarah's worst nightmare. Why? Well, he abuses her.

Sarah doesn't tell anyone though, not even her best (and only) friend Lexi because her father told her that he would hurt her little sisters that her mother left her to raise when it became clear her father wouldn't be able to.

Sarah goes to work one day expecting it to be like every other day. Little does she know she is in for one heck of a surprise.


26. Pink or Purple?

Sarah’s POV:

I felt bad for making Louis stay behind just because I was scared that someone was going to try to hurt me at a school Lottie and Fizzy promised was safe, but I was happy he was going to.  I pulled away from our hug and went out to our bedroom, grabbing a pair of Louis’ sweatpants and one of his t-shirts before returning to the bathroom and shooing Louis out so I could change.  He left and I changed into the comfortable outfit I had swapped.  I brushed through my hair and put it up in a messy bun, not bothering with doing my makeup, since it was 9:30 at night anyway.

I emerged from the bathroom, only to be met with an empty bedroom.  I smiled as I heard commotion coming from downstairs.  I quickly descended the stairs and stopped in the living room where Phoebe, Daisy, and Autumn were all asleep on each other. Louis was sitting on the couch next to the trio holding Lilliana close to his chest.  He was laid back and his eyes were closed, the TV only playing pictures since it had been muted.  I walked over and heard soft snores coming out of Louis’ mouth and knew he was asleep.  I wrapped a blanket around the three young girls and then draped one over Louis and my sister, smiling as I kissed him on the forehead and he shuffled around, waking up for a minute to smile at me, say a groggy ‘thank you’ and then fall back asleep.

After I was certain they would all be asleep for a while, I walked into the kitchen where I heard laughter and pots clanking against each other.  “What are you guys up to, you trouble makers?” I asked a slight giggle apparent in my voice.

“Making cupcakes for when our five sleeping beauties wake up,” Johanna said.  “And when they smell cupcakes, they will wake up,” she quickly continued, putting an emphasis on the word ‘will’.  We all laughed at her comment.

“Well can I help?”

“Of course!  Here, Lottie is helping me with the cake batter so why don’t you help Fizzy with the frosting?”

“Sounds good to me,” I replied as I walked over to Fizzy.  “So what are we doing here with this frosting?”

“Well I was thinking since they are doing half the cupcakes pink and half of them purple, we could do pink and purple frosting. Like, the pink cupcakes could have purple frosting and the purple cupcakes could have pink frosting.  Which color do you wanna make?”

“I’ll take purple, since it’s my favorite color,” I said to her.  She nodded and handed me the purple food coloring and a bowl of plain, white frosting and I got started.

By the time the cupcakes were out, cooled, and frosted with their opposite colors, all four of us were leaning against the counters and had pink and purple coloring all over us; tears were threatening to fall from our eyes from laughing so much.  All of us were laughing about a prank that Lottie had pulled on her boyfriend when Louis walked in rubbing his eyes.  He looked like he had just woken up and my suspicions were confirmed when he walked over to me and yawned.  He wrapped his arms around my shoulders, resting his chin on my shoulder while closing his eyes and placing all his weight on me.  “Ugh, Louis, you’re heavy!” I exclaimed. He just smiled as his sisters and mum just laughed harder.  I gave up and walked over to a chair, pulling it out and falling into it with a dramatic sigh.  Louis was still on me and bent over so I decided to straighten him out a little bit.  I pulled him around and sat him on my lap, his eyes staying closed the whole time, rubbing his back as he leaned his head against my shoulder again.

His sisters were laughing and his mom was smiling at us when we heard little pitter-patters of feet and three little girls appeared at the doorway to the kitchen, one of them holding a half awake two-year-old.  We all smiled at them when they walked over to us. “Can we have a cupcake?” Phoebe asked Johanna as Daisy passed Lilliana to Fizzy.

“Okay, one.  And then straight to bed, okay?  You girls all have school tomorrow,” she said with a smirk.  All three of the girls grabbed a cupcake and ate in two bites, thanking us and running up to get ready for bed.  The rest of us grabbed one after they had disappeared, eating ours almost as fast.  Johanna took Lilliana from Fizzy so she could have one too.

“Come on Louis, you look like you’re going to fall asleep standing up.  And you’re not even the one who has school tomorrow!” I exclaimed.  And it was true; he was fighting to keep his eyes open, which was weird because I know he got plenty of sleep.  I went to take Lilliana from Johanna, but she shook her head and told me to go ahead and get some sleep; that she would take care of her. I thanked her and said goodnight to the girls, taking Louis’ hand and dragging him up the stairs.

I packed my backpack with the things I had bought today with the girls before going into the bathroom and brushing my teeth.  I changed clothes into my pajamas I had brought with me, since Louis’ sweats I had been wearing were covered in frosting.  I walked out of the bathroom and turned off the lights before I climbed into bed, cuddling up to Louis.  He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me closer, nuzzling his face in the crook of my shoulder.  “I love you,” he whispered in my ear before both of us fell into a deep sleep.

(A/N: I am so sorry it has taken me so long to update.  I have been really busy.  I have a break coming up and hope to get a lot done then.  Again, sorry.  Love you all bunches and bunches xx)

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