Date: Mon, 1 May 2017 08:53:31 +0000
From: kuragari 129 <kuragari129@hotmail.com>
Subject: Life's Unexpected Surprises - Chapter 9

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LUS – Chapter 9 Taxon 1
	Today was a day! Not a day that parents get here, but a day that
they give us some news on it. Like seriously who knows what's going on with
my parents. They haven't been taking to Dash or I about when they are going
to get here.

	"Daaaaash!" I whined at my sister. "When are they going to call?"
We were in the middle of doing our homework or rather should have been.
	Dash was lying on the couch playing with something on her
phone. "Don't know, should be soon," and like that Dash's phone goes
off. "Speak of the parents, and they shall call. Hello, parents." She
answered the call.

	Dash quickly set it to speakerphone. "Hello Dash, is your brother
there?"

	"It's on speaker mom!" I called out from across the room. "What
news do you have for us?"

	You could hear her laugh a bit as she spoke. "I will be there
tomorrow to look at a few houses." Our cheers almost drowned her out. "You
two are more than welcome to come with me."

	"I'll go!" Dash volunteered. "Tax will come with us too. He's being
voluntold by me to do so." I have no gripes with this; I want to see the
houses too.

	"Would you like to go Tax?" Mom asked me.

	I nodded. Then realizing she couldn't see me nod, I spoke. "Ya
sounds cool. I'd like to see my possible future home." I'll be able to
claim my room before Dash could, in theory. "When are you getting into town
tomorrow?"

	"You'll be at school when I get into town. If you two would like I
can pick up guys up?"

	"YES!" Both Dash and I shouted at the same time. Twins will be
twins.

	Mom laughed. "Okay, I will be there. Tired, but I will be
there. Well, my flight is early, so I'm off to bed. I'll see you tomorrow,
love you both."

	"Love you too mom!" Again we spoke together. "See you tomorrow!"
It's quite crazy how we speak the same, twin magic I guess.
	Anyways we hung up the phone and went about finishing our
homework. Well I did, Dash continued playing with her phone. When I
finished my work, she had barely even started hers. Like a good brother, I
helped her with it.

	Once finished she shoved her book off the table. "So done with all
this homework. How can you do it?"

	"Because it's for school."

	Dash shrugged. "School's lame. What do you think mom will think of
Hunter?" she perked her eyebrows up, twice. "Because we know somebody has a
thing for him."

	"Mom will just be happy I found someone here."

	She rolled her eyes. "Whatever loser. I'm getting ready for
bed. Don't get too nasty tonight." I glared at her as she walked away up
the stairs. Sometimes my sister is such a loser.


Hunter 2
	"Do we have to?" I whined at Lucas. "Nick's family is nice and all,
but I don't know any of them!" Nick's mom is having a family dinner, and
EVERYONE is going to be there. I was the oldest kid out of the lot.

	Lucas smiled. "You know Liam, and Nick's parents." I flopped myself
down on the couch. "Gage and Sam will be there with their sons Fredrick and
Aaron. Plus you'll finally meet Clair and Ricky, Liam's parents. It will be
fine."

	"And Lame. Family dinners are never fun."
	"Why do you say that Hunter?" Nick came around the corner fixing
his shirt in the mirror. "Family dinners have always been fun in my
experience."

	"Family dinners have always been with Gran and Grandpa, Mom's
parents. They need to relax a bit honestly, always so serious in their
conversations." Lucas nodded, and Nick continued to fix his shirt.

	"Shyla's parents were always a bit serious, especially at dinner."
Lucas laughed. "This will be much different though, promise. Brittney and
Hector entertain in a much different way, you'll enjoy yourself."

	"Why is Nick getting all dressed up then?" I remained in my pj's
trying to protest the dinner we would inevitably go to. "Do I have to dress
up too?"

	"Nope!" Nick finished looking at himself in the mirror. "Mom
doesn't expect it of anyone. I just think it's respectful to come well
dressed to dinner." Well, that's only slightly weird, but whatever.

	"So please go get dressed and bring your game or something. You'll
be coming to dinner if you like it or not." Lucas brought down the heat
fast. Guess I'm going to dinner with Nick's family. I did end up bringing
my game with me; have to have something to do while I'm there.


	I was mostly left alone while I was there. Liam was occupied by his
younger cousins, Fredrick and Aaron. That left me to playing my game for a
few hours. Well until Nick's mom Britney came over and sat down with me.

	"How are you enjoying the stay with your father?" She sat watching
her grandchildren play.

	"It's been cool. Very different from staying with my mom and
Jayce." I didn't look up from my game.

	Britney pointed towards one of the boys. "Liam there stays with us
more than his parents. They are in the middle of what looks like it'll be a
very messy divorce." Wow, I had no idea...

	This time I actually looked up from my game. "How come Ricky is
here then? If they are in the middle of all that, why are they together if
they are breaking up?" That didn't make sense to me.

	"They don't see it; they think they are just in a rough patch. Liam
knows a bit though; he knows his parents aren't getting along." That must
be rough for the little guy. "Did you know Jayce used to have a thing for
Nick?"

	Sudden change in topic has caught my interests. "What!? No!"

	She laughed. "Yes, Jayce tried to get Nick's attention when Lucas
was in a bit of a rough patch. They never did get together though." No
surprise there. Jayce and Nick don't look like they would work out
anyways. "How did your mom and Jayce end up together?"

	"You change topic often don't you?"

	"Well, I share as much as I need to about subjects, and get a
little glimpse into your head." God, she is such an adult! "But how did
they meet?"

	"Mom and I were out on the town, and Jayce walked up and asked if
mom was mom. From there they started to hang out a bit and became a bit
more than friends." It's been almost three years since that happened and
Jayce has just made mom and me happier. "He's really helped out and makes
us very happy."

	"That's good." She rubbed my shoulder. "How do you like it here?
Not having any trouble in school?"

	"Nope, I've stayed out of trouble so far. Tax actually asked me
out, which is more than I got when I was at home." I could feel my cheeks
heat up.

	"I'm happy you have a date, Hope it goes well for you. Taxon is a
very nice boy." His sister is a little less nice and more demanding, but
nonetheless good to be around. "Dinner will be ready shortly; would you
gather the young ones and get them washing their hands?"

	"I'll try." I got up, getting a pat on the back. Britney went back
into the house while I went and somehow corralled the children. They
listened a little better than you would think. They almost all wanted to
get inside and get cleaned up; the food is super good after all.

	The table was filled with food! Everything you could think of for a
holiday dinner was there. Ham, turkey, scalloped potatoes, and my personal
favorite stuffing. There wasn't even much of a reason for the extravagance;
it was just a day the entire family could be together.

	 It was nice sitting at a table full of conversation. Parents
making sure their kids eat family sharing stories about work and life. Liam
had been talking my ear off about his friends and school.

	The entire table went quiet when Britney spoke up, "There's has to
be something with the boys in this family, more than half of you are gay or
bi."

	"Gage, Nick, Sam, Lucas and Hunter... That just leaves the three
youngest boys." Hector continued.

	I raised my hand awkwardly. "I'm technically not of this family by
blood."

	Hector waved it off. "You're still my grandson. Lucas and Nick are
partners. Therefore anything of Lucas' blood is of our blood." I could feel
the blush hit my face. They have known me for just a few months, and I'm
already family. That makes me very happy. "Say, Lucas, has Hunter met your
parents yet? Blake?"

	"No sir, they haven't had the time yet. Mom is always busy with
work and dad is almost always out of town. Blake only visits once in a
while, so it won't be until maybe Christmas when they meet." We've tried to
meet my grandparents, but it's exactly as he said. Blake... Uncle Blake?
I've spoken to a bit on the phone.

	"Well, maybe we can have a triple family Christmas Dinner," Britney
suggested. "Ours, Lucas's and Isaac's. Isaac's sister is moving back to
town, and we can bear the burden. Oh, and we could have the Rieus too."

	Hector shook his head. "You're making way to much work for yourself
you know that?"

	"It makes sense to have all the families here. We have the space
for them all, and we are all connected. Hunter, let me explain it all to
you." She must have seen my face and my thinking of how the hell they are
all connected. "You can see all of us here, plus we usually have Isaac's
family over for Christmas dinner. Antoine's brother, Mattieu, is Blake's
roommate, so we'll have two of five possibly at dinner."

	"Are you sure you can handle all that honey? That's..." Hector
thought, using his hands to count the number of people they would host,
"twenty-seven people to have dinner for."

	"Only if they all accept!" I pipped in.

	Gage laughed. "True, but being realistic, they all will."

	"We will do the turkey and stuffing, and then we'll potluck the
rest," Britney suggested. "Would make things much easier for everyone."
Twenty-seven people in one house for dinner... that is bound to be chaos!
But I wouldn't miss it.


Taxon 3
	"This room would be mine!" Dash exclaimed as the Realtor brought us
into a bedroom. "And there's a walk-in closet; it's perfect for me!" She's
been at this all day. Dash keeps trying to claim the room mom and dad will
obviously have.

	"Welcome to the master bedroom. It has, as Dash just mentioned, a
small walk-in closet and an ensuite bathroom." She walked over to the
second door in the room revealing the bathroom.

	Mom laughed. "I don't think this would be your room little lady."
Dash gave a cheerful smile. "What about other rooms? How many are there?"

	"There are three other bedrooms in the home. More than enough space
for your family." One room for Dash, myself and then a guest bedroom. So
far the house is much better than the other two we have seen today. "Shall
we see the other rooms?"

	"Just one moment, I wish to check out the bathroom." Mom was taking
pictures with her phone to show dad all the photos. Have to get his opinion
too. In less than a minute she joined us back in the room. "Okay, lets go
see."

	Out of the room, and down the hall was two doorways. The Realtor
spoke again. "Two of the rooms are up here on the second floor; the last
one is down in the basement."

	I turned to mom immediately. "What's the chances either of us
getting the room in the basement?"

	"Just look at the rooms, we don't even know if we're getting the
house." More likely than not that means hella no!

	We went into the rooms, and they were basically the same just
backwards. I could see most if not all my stuff fitting into either
room. But let's face it; it's up to which room Dash wants. If I take the
room she wants, she'll make my life a living hell until she gets the room.

	"These rooms are boring; I don't get anything more than Tax." I
glared at her.

	Mom laughed at my glare. "I think the rooms are perfect that way."
Mom is very neutral when it comes to getting us things. We have the same
beds, bed frames, shelves... Pretty much everything big in our rooms was
the same. "Neither is better off than the other." Mom's motto when it comes
to us.

	"But it's so cool to have better things than Tax."

	"Whatever Dash," I yelled from the other room. "The house is pretty
cool, but I don't know which of the three I like better though."

	"The house is just outside your price range..." The Realtor spoke
from out in the hallway. "But they have countered with prices on the high
end of your range. If you give an offer, it will be the fourth offer, and
they should be more than willing to drop the price."

	"That's not a guarantee though, but nice to know." Mom typed out
some notes on her phone. "You two stay up here, can we go down to the
basement?"

	"Of course, follow me." They left Dash and I upstairs looking at
our potential future rooms.

	Dash sat down in the middle of the hallway looking into both
rooms. "I don't know which one I would want... Which one do you want Tax?"

	"You'll just want the room I want." She showed off her shit eating
grin. "You're evil you know that?"

	"Oh of course I am. This house is the best honestly, as much as I
like the idea of having a better room than you, its closer to everything
overall." That I would have to agree with. "We'll have to convince mom and
dad to get this one."
	"It's on the edge of the budget Dash..."

	She rolled her eyes. "You heard the lady; the owners are likely to
accept a lower price. I bet you we can get this house." I couldn't help but
laugh. "You with me Tax?"

	"Sure, let's get it."

	"Dash, Tax! Time to go." Well if Dash and I have anything to do
with the choice, this is our new house. Maybe Uncle Isaac will help out if
it gets too much. Who knows.


4 Regal
	It's open mic night!!! Can't wait for my time to sing
again. Addison was saying goodbye to his sister, so we ended up leaving a
bit late. That was fine though, the beginning is usually the one good
singer and then a bunch of bad ones.

	"What are you going to sing tonight?" Addie asked me as he pulled
out of the driveway. "Are you gonna go rock or pop today?"

	"I was thinking something different actually."

	He looked over at me shocked. "What?..."

	"Don't worry; it won't be that bad. Promise." I laughed as he
shrugged it off. He's going to be so surprised when an acoustic guitar
starts to play. I plan on playing Through Glass by Stone Sour. It's one of
the few, probably the only song by them I listen to.

	Addison shook his head. "You're crazy sometimes, but I love it."

	"You better!" We shared a laugh and continued on our way to the
open mic. The ride was quiet with me singing to myself in my head. Can't
let Addie know what song I'm going to sing, considering it's one of his
favorite songs.

	When we arrived, I could hear someone singing inside. Couldn't tell
what song it was from outside. The moment we got inside though, it was
clear what song was being sung, and she sounded amazing.


Oh, you're beautiful, oh, you're beautiful


	Scars To Your Beautiful by Alessia Cara, one of my favorite
songs. Plus it's a song Addison's family plays together often. Whoever this
lady was singing sounded damn good!

There's a hope that's waiting for you in the dark You should know you're
beautiful just the way you are And you don't have to change a thing The
world could change its heart No scars to your beautiful, we're stars, and
we're beautiful Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
And you don't have to change a thing The world could change its heart No
scars to your beautiful, we're stars, and we're beautiful


	When she fished, I clapped with all my might. Addie even gave a
whistle to her. With a bow, she left the stage and walked off the stage and
over to her company. The MC came on stage smiling. "Wow, Linda that was
amazing. Please come back for more, maybe later on?" The whole place went
up in cheers; I could only assume she was blushing.

	"She was amazing!" Addie somehow got to me with all the noise going
on. "You have to get up there and show off your skills."

	"Ya I will in a bit."

	I waved to the MC until he noticed me. "Our resident celebrity,
Regal is in the house. We'll get to you later Regal; now we have another
newbie coming on stage." he took a moment to look at the paper. "Linda, is
Vega, your son?"

	"Wait, the only Vega I've ever known is that new kid, Vega
Mills. Is that singer his mom!?" Addison spoke mostly to himself. If that
Vega kid is anything like his mother, he's going to kill it.

	"Well Vega seems to be a little shy still, so we'll move onto the
next name on the list. We'll be back though Vega!" He went back to the
person taking names for who will perform. "Okay, Kade Wilken the stage is
yours!"

	I grabbed Addie's arm and pulled him towards where Linda had
headed. I needed to see this Vega kid and get his story. Pretty sure
Addison figured out what I was doing before I even said a word.

	When I found him, I headed straight to the table. Linda noticed our
approach and ended a conversation before we arrived at the table. "I assume
one of you is Regal." She smiled towards us.
	"That would be me. This is my boyfriend, Addison." Addie gave a
small wave towards her. Vega perked up when I said 'boyfriend.' "I wanted
to tell you how amazing you are. Your voice is gorgeous. We only came in at
the end, but it was one of our favorite songs, and we loved it."

	"Well thank you, Regal."

	"It truly was a great performance" Addison added in. "Where did you
learn to sing?"

	"Most of it is raw talent, but I had some singing lessons when I
was young." Linda kept looking over to Vega. "Vega here is just like his
mother. Raw talent with his voice."

	"I look forward to hearing it later on tonight." I smiled towards
Vega.

	He just shook his head. "I'm not going up there tonight." Vega kept
looking at the performer on stage, not losing focus at all

	"How come?" Addison asked.

	"Don't want to."

	Addison got a confused look on his face. "Why was your name on the
list then?"

	"Mom put it there."

	"That must have meant that you wanted to perform at one point..."

	Linda shook her head. "No, I put it there even though Vega said he
wasn't sure. I told them it was likely Vega would not perform."

	Vega's attention finally moved from the performance to his
mom. "I'm just not ready yet..." Then he turned to us. "I used to put on
shows at school, but I'm not feeling it anymore."

	We went silent for a bit after Linda welcomed us to their table. We
sat just listening to the singers. There were some good, some okay, but
most were super bad. It wasn't long before the MC looked over at us. "Okay
Regal, it's your turn next to get up here!"

	I turned to Addison. "I won't be singing the song in the plan, but
I got a good one."

	"Looking forward to it Regal." I heard Addison say something to
Vega and Linda as I headed to the sound tech. After figuring out a few
things with my USB and the song it was all set up and ready to go.

	"EVERYONE! IT. IS. TIME. Regal take the stage!!"

	I was handed the mic and waited for the house to calm down. Once it
was quiet, I spoke into the mic. "For all the people who need a little
help... this is for you."

I think I need help I'm drowning in myself


	Help by Papa Roach... As the music started, I bounced on the stage
with it. My left hand is holding my hair in place, so it didn't run to
wild. I entered full-on rock mode singing this song.

Did someone turn the lights out?  Or is it just another dark cloud in my
head?  Cause I'm cut deep, my heart won't beat Deep down low it's killing
me If I wanna scratch out yesterday I've got so much I need to say

I think I need help Cause I'm drowning in myself It's sinking in, I can't
pretend That I ain't been through hell I think I need help I'm drowning in
myself


	I almost screamed into the mic during 'through hell, I think I need
help.' Like I said full-on rock mode. I didn't care if I didn't sound my
greatest, Vega needed a little help right now, and this is how I was going
to give it.

They're preying on my weakness Believe it I'm thinking to myself "No not
again" And I won't keep listening When temptations creeping in If I wanna
make it another day I've got so much I need to say

I think I need help Cause I'm drowning in myself It's sinking in, I can't
pretend That I ain't been through hell I think I need help I'm drowning in
myself

	The song enters a solo piece here. So I gathered myself and wiped
the sweat from my forehead. Full on rock mode take lots of energy. How the
hell does Jacoby do this regularly?

	Jacoby is the singer of Papa Roach by the way.

I think I need help Cause I've put myself through hell


	The calm before the storm. I spoke so softly; it was like a
different genre. Just to burst out all over again bouncing around while
singing. It's the last chorus, after all, gotta give it your all.

I think I need help Cause I'm drowning in myself It's sinking in, I can't
pretend That I ain't been through hell I think I need help

I think I need help I think I need help


	The song finished and I was just exhausted. Standing there on
stage, sweaty and panting, I smiled because even if my goal didn't work
out, I had one hell of a good time on the stage.


5 Elijah
	I was just sitting in my room, chilling out, while finishing up the
last bit of homework. You know, minding my own business, and then my door
opens up. "Hey, Elijah, your mom and I are heading out for a bit. Breston
and you okay by yourselves?"

	I nodded. "Ya, we'll be fine. Where are you two going?" I asked
Brandon.

	He gave a chuckle. "We're having a night to ourselves, going on a
little date."

	"You treat her nice, young man!" I scolded him jokingly. He smiled
and walked off. It wasn't long before I heard the front door closed and it
was clear Breston, and I was alone for the first time since we moved in.

	I remained lying on my bed and doing my homework. When the sounds
of footsteps came down the stairs, I couldn't help but give off a grin. The
footsteps stopped in my doorway which was left open.

	"Eh, Elijah..." Breston called my attention. I turned to see an
almost naked boy in front of me. All he had on was his purple trunks, and
he had a pretty clear bulge.  "We're alone." He wiggled his eyebrows.

	"Indeed we are. We are also brothers now." He waved me off, rolling
his eyes. "'But Elijah we're not blood-related' right?"

	"Yep!"

	He came into my room strutting his stuff like a looser. Breston
came up behind me, my legs between his, and lay on top of me. "Come on,
sure we're brothers, but I'm sure some brothers do this sometimes." I could
feel him grinding his nearly fully grown piece against my ass.

	Whatever, why not? I turned around and gave him a quick peck on the
lips. Breston got a great big smile on his face before unbuttoning my
shirt. Once my shirt was completely unbuttoned he quickly undid my fly and
got my pants off.

	Breston stopped and looked at me from head to toe. I was wearing a
pair of black briefs, and I guess that he got caught up in my good
looks. "What, am I too good for you?"

	He blushed. "If you weren't legally my brother you would be my
boyfriend."

	"Oh, would I?" I giggled jokingly at him.

	"Oh hell ya!" Breston laughed as he tickled me. "You are an amazing
person Elijah; one lucky boy will get to marry you one day." My cheeks felt
warm from Breston's compliments.

	"Thanks..." I spoke shyly.

	Beston gave me a quick peck on the lips before pulling my underwear
down. My uncut 4.5-inch cock lay in clear view when my underwear got thrown
across the room. "Do you want to just skip straight to sex?" I nodded
fiercely.

	Breston took off his trunks showing his cut, 6-inch cock. The beat
red head almost had me drooling for it. The cock was soon covered in a
condom, and Breston's fingers lubed up.

	My legs rested on Breston's shoulders, with a wink I saw his hand
move down. My hole twitched as it was touched. I felt his finger fill my
insides up, and then a second joined it. Being finger fucked felt so nice
when it was being done by someone else.

	When his fingers left I felt so empty, but only momentarily. I
watched as Breston lubed up his cock and set it into position. The pressure
of his cock opened me up as I was pulled close to Breston. With a little
work, I found myself impaled on his cock.

	Breston tightly gripped my legs and thrust. I let out an
involuntary moan of pleasure. With a grin on his face, his pace quickened
and became much harder. I grabbed hold of the blanket as my body bounced on
his cock.

	My homework fell off the bed in the midst of our sex. I was pushed
back onto my bed, with Breston joining soon after. He pushed my legs to my
shoulders, and his cock re-entered again, pounding even harder. My hand
immediately went to my cock to pump it.

	"I'm gonna cum!" Breston panted as his thrusts persisted. With a
grunt from him and a really rough thrust deep into my bowels. I was pretty
sure Breston was releasing his load; I know I was shooting mine.

	After a moment to collect himself, Breston looked down at
me. "You've made quite the mess there."

	"Yep!  It's okay though; I have a cum towel under my bed. Could you
grab it for me?" I laid my head back and got my cum towel thrown onto
it. "That is kinda gross... thanks."

	"No problem, little bro." With a wink, he also tossed me my
underwear. "Wanna play video games or something in our underwear?"
	"You sure you can handle that without getting horny again?" He just
laughed and walked out of the room. I rolled my eyes and headed up to his
room with him. At least I can count on good sex with Breston until I get a
boyfriend.


6 Regal
	You could see Vega's gears moving in that head of his. He was
thinking about getting on stage, I could tell. Performer after performer
went up on stage. I was even asked to go back on stage at one point.

	Addie and I would talk with Linda, while Vega stayed rather
quiet. We spoke about the people up on stage. It was mostly on how they
could have been better, but there was a few that were just plain bad.

	In the middle of us talking Vega suddenly got up and walked off. I
tried to follow him, with my eyes but lost him in the midst the crowd. I
figured that he headed off to the bathroom or something and thought nothing
more of it.

	Then I saw a keyboard getting set up and Vega talking with the
sound tech. "Eh, Vega is going to perform." I pointed towards the sound
booth to show Addie and Linda.

	"He's actually going to sing." Linda sounded so happy; her eyes
never left Vega.

	Before long the MC came back on stage. "It's finally time for Vega
to come up on stage. With the help of a trusty keyboard, he will sing for
you all."

	Once set up he hit a couple of notes and found his place. With a
signal from the sound tech, Vega closed his eyes and belted out his song.

There's a fire starting in my heart


	Just his voice echoed through the room causing chills down my
spine.

Reaching a fever pitch, it's bringing me out the dark Finally, I can see
you crystal clear Go 'head and sell me out and I'll lay your ship bare


	When a single note was struck on the keyboard, another set of
chills filled my body. I was covered in goosebumps from head to toe. A
regular beat of the piano

See how I leave with every piece of you Don't underestimate the things that
I will do There's a fire starting in my heart Reaching a fever pitch And
it's bringing me out the dark

The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinking that we almost
had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help
feeling


	You could see he was preparing to give it his all in the chorus. I
sat there sitting in anticipation for what was to come.

We could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of
your hand And you played it, to the beat


	The room filled with applause for Vega, but I don't think he
noticed. He was too caught up in the song to notice everyone else.

Baby, I have no story to be told But I've heard one on you And I'm gonna
make your head burn Think of me in the depths of your despair Make a home
down there As mine sure won't be shared

The scars of your love remind me of us They keep me thinking that we almost
had it all The scars of your love, they leave me breathless I can't help
feeling

We could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of
your hand And you played it, to the beat


	You could see how much emotion he was putting into the song. Pretty
sure I could see a tear strolling down his face. There was so much emotion
in the song; it was hard not to be caught up in it.

We could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of
your hand But you played it, with a beating

Throw your soul through every open door Count your blessings to find what
you look for Turn my sorrow into treasured gold You'll pay me back in kind
and reap just what you sow

You're gonna wish you never had met me Tears are gonna fall, rolling in the
deep You're gonna wish you...

You could have had it all Rolling in the deep You had my heart inside of
your hand But you played it You played it You played it You played it to
the beat


	The entire place echoed in applause and cat calls. Linda was
clearly proud of her son. Myself... I saw competition in front of me. Vega,
whether you know it or not right now, we are now rivals.


7 Breston
	Dad and I were finishing up the unpacking as Elijah, and his mom
was in bed. There were just a couple of boxes left to look through, so we
were up late going at it. It was quite awkward since Elijah, and I had been
fucking mere hours ago.

	"Dad... what is this?" I took out a folder with Elijah's name on
it.

	Dad offered his hand out, while still looking through his
box. "Let's see it."

	I opened it up before handing it to him. "Dad..."

	"Let's see it." He sounded a little impatient. Then he looked up at
me and must have realized what I was looking at. "Breston..."

	"Does Elijah know?" He shook his head. "He doesn't know he's
adopted!?"

	Dad hushed me. "Keep your voice down, Breston!"

	"Sorry but seriously? He's thirteen and doesn't know, but you do?
How does that even happen?" I was keeping my voice down, but my anger was
still very much there.

	Dad sighed. "Elizabeth told me after we got engaged, but with the
condition, I never tell either of you. It is not for me, nor you to tell
him. It's up to Elizabeth, do you understand?" I said nothing. "Breston?"

	"Yes, I get it," I grunted out. "Won't be happy about it
though. Why hasn't he been told?"

	"Elizabeth has just been too nervous to tell him. Just give her
time, and he will find out. Has he made any comments about anything?" Dad
took the folder from me.

	"No, nothing."

	"That's good... Well, let's get this finished up." I might have
promised not to say anything to Elijah, but Elizabeth and I are going to
have a serious talk. That sounds weird how I'm referring to my
step-mother. Nonetheless, I think Elijah needs to know.


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Help: www.youtube.com/watch?v=VSecjqcO3Jk
Rolling In the Deep: www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sXrTpOVnak
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