Remember Me?

Honestly, if it wasn't for Stephan going to my room an talk to me, let me rant, I wouldn't have slept all night. Five hours of sleep is always better than none, always. I yank the sheets from my body and hit someone on the face.
"Ow!" I look over to Stephan who was holding his face.
"Oh! Stephan! I'm sorry!" I said between my laughs. "I forgot you were here."
"Good morning to you too Alia." He said and chuckled. "You're gonna kill me? What did I do to you?"
"Nothing.. I just forgot." I grab my pillow and hit his stomach. He grabs another one and I stare at him with wide eyes
. "It's war!" He said and I jumped out of my bed and started to run around the house, a pillow in my hand. "ALIIAA!!" I kept on running and laughing. Once I reached the end of a hallway, I turn around and start swinging the pillow at him. The hallway was filled with our laughs and the booms of the pillows hitting our bodies.
"What's with all the racket?" We both stop, panting, and look at my Uncle Vic standing in boxers shorts and a wife beater. "He started it!" I said quickly and pointed to Stephan.
"Did not!"
"Did too!" I hit him with the pillow again
. "You guys act like kids." Was what Uncle Vic said before returning to his bedroom. Me and Stephan look at each other and raise our pillows. I guess we had the same idea. "Ready?"
"Just try not hit your mom." I remind him and he nods. We both stood in front of our parent/s room.
"ONE!" I yelled.
"TWO!" Stephan continued.
"GOOO!" We both screamed. I slam open my dad's room door open and jump on his bed. I start hitting him with the pillow... But he wasn't under me. I stopped hitting the person and poked instead.
"Jesus! That hurt!" Alysha takes pulls the covers out of her face. "ALIA!" I started to laugh so hard, I rolled out of the bed and into the floor. "Why do I deserve a pillow beating?"
"I thought you were my dad." I said between my laughs. "I'm... I'm sorry!"
"Is everything okay?" Stephan said. He looks at me laughing on the floor and a laughing Alysha. "Duuuuddde... No way!" I nod and he starts to laugh as well. "Oh my god! Where's Uncle Mike?" He asked Alysha.
"He's in the bathroom. I though it was him, until I saw Alia's hair. Gosh, I thought you were going to kill me!"
"Nooooo.... At least not yet." I said and she stares at me horrified. "I'm just kidding! I was going to attack my dad!" "Attack me?" The three of us look at my confused dad and start laughing again. My stomach hurt from so much laughter, I was starting to cry. My arms throbbed like hell, but it was a good feeling. Stephan helped me up and we both fall in my dad's bed.
"That was fun." He said.
"Not really.. Two people got seriously hurt you know." Uncle Vic was standing in the doorway of the room, holding his eye. "Oh come on old man! Have a little fun."
"A little fun huh?" My dad hands him a pillow and they look at each other.
"RUUNNN!!" I yell and went around my dad and uncle, making it out to the hallway. I look behind me and see the shocked faces of the three of them. Stephan was in my side in seconds
. "How did you....?" My dad managed to say.
"Military dad.. Remember?" I said and took off running. I jumped over the staircase, and landed perfectly in my feet, I looked up and see my Aunt Laura with her mouth dropped. My uncle was chasing Stephan, who ended up running up and down the hallway, while me and my dad went all military training style
. "Why did a military dad adopt you?!" My dad complained. He was fast I must say, but I was faster. I ran into the hallway... Damn. Dead end. I turn around and see the three men standing in front of me.
"PLEASE STOP!" I cried, and sank to my knees.
Flashbacks went through my mind. No. No. No. They aren't the guys, Alia. There your family.
"Alia?"
"Don't touch me!" I yelled and yanked my arm away from him. I curled into a ball and started to rock myself. The way they were standing, ready to attack me.. Was the same way the other men were.....that other night.
"Sweetie?" My dad says and kneels in front of me. "You're okay. They won't hurt you anymore." He turns to my uncle and cousin, who were looking at me, with worried eyes.
"I'm sorry." I said and started to cry even harder
. "It's not your fault baby girl." My dad said. He sits next to me and wraps his arms around my shoulders. "I won't let anyone hurt you anymore." I cried into his shoulders, while he was rubbing my back and humming a song.

Was did I always have to ruin everything? I was having so much fun, fun with my family. I'm telling you, maybe I wasn't made for a family.

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