Home Is For The Heartless (Part 1:INTRO)

A Story by Kiki

This story is about three brothers that have suffered the loss of their parents in an extreme car accident. In this story the three the brothers learn to trust, live, and fall in love.

“Hiiiiiiiiiiiii! Evurybody!” Sebastian yells out the window to some strangers who look bewildered now. I sigh and wind up the window and of course he makes a fuss. “Sebastian, don’t start. I’m really tired. We’ve been riding in this car forever. Just behave.” And he does. He pouts for a moment but leans over and rests his head on my lap since there are no pillows in the car. I smile and rub his back, assuring him that everything will be okay even though I don’t know if that’s true.

I guess I should introduce you to us. Sebastian is my little bro. He has long darn brown hair and green eyes and he’s currently wearing clothes too big for him. I had to lend him a pair of my sweat pants and a t shirt since I didn’t have any money to buy him his own clothes. Sebastian has Down syndrome. I blame dad. He was an idiot and I hate him. When mom was ready for labour dad decided to pick up a fight and obviously wasn’t paying attention to where he was going. Otherwise he wouldn’t have hit the truck. Dad was already announced dead. But mom stayed alive long enough to give birth to Sebastian. Right now he’s 14. It’s a miracle that he’s here. That he survived. I can’t even count how many times people have tried to take Sebastian away from me to put him in a “special home”. I love him even with his problems. I just wish he didn’t have to deal with them all the time because he’s the nicest kid you’ll ever meet and sweet kids don’t deserve this.

The boy sitting next to me, rolling his eyes and pouting is my other brother Mackenzie. He’s 16 and he is a big troublemaker. It pisses me off since I’m the one responsible for my brothers. I thought I understood why he acted this way, but now I’m not so sure. Before the accident he was fine of course except for the fighting with mom and dad. Afterwards I thought it was the fact that we lost our parents. That was understandable. Losing the ones you love isn’t something easy to deal with. It can change you. I thought maybe he was mad because of what dad did and how it affected Sebastian, but to tell the truth I don’t think he likes Sebastian very much.

Mackenzie had anger issues and sometimes he would flip out and say things he didn’t mean to us. Or at least I hope he doesn’t mean them. He would try to pick fights with me and throw punches but that rarely happened anymore. He knew he couldn’t win that round. I’m always worrying about him. When he goes out I worry. When he locks himself in his room I worry. Either way he always gets himself in trouble. I don’t want to believe it, but I’m also starting to think he’s involved with drugs. I’ve talked to him about it before, but of course he told he that was just a crazy thought. Ever since the accident he’s also changed his look. Black hair. Black tight shirts. Black skinny jeans. Black plugs (I’ve always wondered how he spaced his ears). Any ways you know what I mean. The “Emo” look.

Sometimes people would mistake me for emo too. I suppose I am on the inside. I could never let my emotions show. I have to be strong for my brothers. Ever since the accident I’ve changed too. I have to take on way more responsibility and look out for my brothers. I always think of what’s best for them. They deserve the best. Sadly they don’t have the best. Most of our lives we’ve gone from foster home to foster home. Nobody wanted us. Or if they did they only wanted me. I was the least troublesome to deal with. I would never leave my brothers though. Where ever I go, they go too. We’ve finally found someone else that wants us now. That’s where we’re going right now. Most likely she’ll dump us out like the rest because the world is heartless. Hmm...here I am, spilling out my emo talk. Sorry, but it’s true. Life is torture. In six months when I’m 18 I’m gonna get us out of here and I’ll get us an apartment. I’ll work as hard as I need to get us our own home.

I guess you want to know what I look like. I have blue eyes and long light brown hair. I have a brow piercing along with an industrial piercing that I got a few years back. Right now I’m wearing a red v neck shirt along with a washed out pairs of jeans that I’m sad to admit I’ve been wearing over and over for days. We didn’t have enough money to buy much. Sometimes I would mow lawns or clean around for a bit of money, but it wasn’t much. We were probably all stinky right now, but I couldn’t smell it and I didn’t care. This is us. This is our lives.

Finally the car stops and I’m glad because my butt hurts from sitting for hours. We get out of the car and I look around....or I try too but there’s a huge building in front of us. It was a mansion.

“What’s with the big a*s house?” Mackenzie asked as he too out a cigarette and lit it up.

“...it’s our new home ...for now.” I responded.

Sebastian laughs as he looks at the big house then runs past the cars and enters the open doors of the mansion sized house. “Sebastian!” I shout, then sigh.’ I guess this is where we restart our like again.’ I think as I run after my curious brother.