Emma's POV I paced the room, tears sliding down my cheeks. My parents stayed frozen on the couch, looks of horror on their faces. "Why didn't you tell me?!" I yelled in a sob. My mother now was frantic, crying just as much as me. "We were afraid you would be upset.." My father said not meeting my gaze. "That wasn't your right to hide this from me, it's my life!" I said wiping at my eyes. "We know Emma, we're sorry, please.." My mother said not even trying to control herself. I shook my head slowly. "No.. No.. Now you can finally have the life you wanted, with no kids to have to cook dinner for or spend time with, work is your baby." I spit at them, and turned to stomp up the stairs. "Emma were are you going?" My mother cried, fear in her eyes. "I'm packing my things and leaving." I said coldly, and walked up to my room, slamming my door shut and locking it, I moved around my room quickly, gathering clothes, and all the things that meant a lot to me. When I had finished cramming it all in my suitcase I heard a tiny knock and a timid voice, weak from crying. "Emma.. Are you really leaving." Quinn's child-like voice sounded. I struggled to hold back tears with this. I had pretty much been Quinn's mother all his life, with mom and dad at work 24/7 I had to be the mother. "Yes, but please don't be sad, you have mom and dad, they will take care of you." I spoke through the door. "But it won't be the same, Emma please.. Who will read me stories tonight?" Quinn said, and his sad cry broke my heart. I quickly unlocked the door, and opened it. Quinn flew into my arms, clinging to me as he cried into my shoulder. I picked him up hugging him, straining back my tears. "I won't let you go." Quinn said holding on tight. "I have to go Quinn.. I just have to." I muttered, stroking his head. "Then take me with you." He whispered. "Quinn it's to dangerous," I said shaking my head. "It's more dangerous if I'm away from you," He pointed out. I couldn't help but agree with him there..well he did need me and I was used to taking care of him. "Go pack your bags, and meet me back on here in five minutes." I whispered and let him down. He quietly nodded and looking excited, went running to his room. What could I possibly be bring my brother into.. Bump? What do you think?!
Name:Jeremi Age:19(but 17 to 21 is fine) Personality:Cute, innocent, kind, friendly, happy-go-lucky, understands animals and talks to them Looks: Extra:An orphan. His parents died in a car crash when he was 7. A scar from the accident is still on his stomach.