Life was hard without Sam. Lucy was now a single mother with three young children, all in diapers. At times, the greif was just too overwelming for her to cope. Often in the middle of the night when one of the twins would awaken for a midnight feeding she would feel Sam’s loss so deeply that it felt like the accident had just happened all over again…
She never moved on from Sam. She never dated, or remarried. She knew Sam wouldn’t begrudge her a little happiness, but she couldn’t let herself love someone like that again. No man could ever come close to Sam. She visited his grave often, and made sure that even in death, Sam was a fixture in his children’s life.
But life, even with a earth shattering loss, went on. The children needed her, and they were growing fast. Aaron was now a child, and the twins were toddlers.
Aaron was a wonderful big brother. He could see the sadness in his mothers eyes, despite Lucy’s attention to be positive for the sake of her children, and tried to help around the house as best as he could. He was now, after all, the man of the house.
“Peekaboo Brennan.” Aaron said covering his eyes across from his little red headed sister. Brennan laughed and clapped, and mimicked him. Aaron watched Breelynn scamper off behind him. She was always getting into things…
“Breelynn, get out of the toybox, I just picked up your mess.” Aaron scolded his little dark haired mischief making sister. Breelynn turned around paused for a moment, and continued with throwing out all the toys out of the toybox too the floor. Aaron sighed…
Brennan was the spitting image of Lucy, and was totally a mommy’s girl. She had all her mothers facial features but with her fathers beautiful sky blue eyes. She was a quiet baby, who was happy to let her sister be the star of the show.
Breelynn was a little spit fire. She looked so much like Sam that sometimes it hurt too look at her. She had a thick head of dark hair like Sam, and shared his light blue eyes. The only resemblence to Lucy was the smattering of freckles that dotted across her cheeks.
Aaron grew into a handsome teenager. He looked a lot like his father except for his red hair and Lucy’s brown eyes. Quiet and thoughtful, Aaron was shy and reserved. He spent most of his time with his nose in a book, or on his computer.
Breelynn would often poke fun at her older brothers serious study habits, but he knew he had to study hard if he was going to reach the top of the medical career. Like his mother, he shared an intrest in medicine, and dreamed of one day having his own practice.
Brennan grew up into a beautiful young lady. She had ambitions to be a writer. The day Lucy surpised her with a new computer Brennan said it was “The best day of her life.” She wrote for the school paper, and when she grew up she wanted to be a reporter.
“I’m so fricken bored…” Breelyn said from the bed one day, sprawled out watching her sister work on an article for the school newspaper. She covered her yawn with one hand.
“Well then go find something to do…”Brennan said nuetrally. Breelynn was always bored. She needed constant excitment too be happy.
“There is nothing to do.” Breelynn pouted.
“What do you want me to do about it?” Brennan laughed.
“I don’t know, lets go out.” Breelynn said jumping up out of bed.
“I have too finish this article for the paper before school monday, so you’re on your own.” Brennan without looking up from her computer. She could hear Breelynn sigh behind her.
“I can’t believe what a loser I have for a twin sister.” Breelynn sighed.
Brennan’s feelings were not hurt. She had been called a loser, debbie downer, and a wet blanket from Breelynn her entire life, but she wasn’t a push over either. The school paper was important too her.
“Fine, suit yourself.” Breelynn said snapping her gum in her mouth loudly. For the millionth time Breelynn wondered how they could have shared the same womb, they were so different, not only in looks. They were different in every way, but Breelynn knew that despite there differences, she could always count on Brennan to have her back, and cover for her she was in trouble.
“What’s your sister up too?” Lucy said coming up behind Breelynn as she ate her breakfast.
“Stupid crap for the school newspaper.” Breelynn said around a mouthful.
“Close your mouth Breelynn, I know I taught you better manners then that.” Lucy opened the fridge. “And don’t make fun of your sister. You know, it wouldn’t be a bad idea for you to get involved in some extra curriculars either. You used to love Ballet…”
“Yeah, when i was 5…” Breelynn snorted. Growing up, Lucy had pushed the girls into a lot activities. She was so hyper involved with her children and there lives that Breelynn felt sufficated. They could never stay out past curfew, and she was overly protective. Breelynn knew it was because of her dads death, but sometimes wished her mom would get a life of her own.
Lucky for Breelynn the lecture was cut short as Aaron came up the stairs, and into the kitchen.
“Hey loser.” Breelynn said from the chair.
Aaron ignored her turning towards his mother.
“How’s that project coming along with Shawn?” Lucy asked Aaron. She ment Shawn Walker. The daughter of Lucy’s old friend of Presley Walker. Aaron had a mad crush on Shawn, but she hardly noticed he was alive. He had a crush on her since kindergarten.
“Fine.” He said. “But i’m doing all the work, she hardly even knows that I’m alive…” He sighed.
“Thats because Shawn is popular.” Breelynn chimed in. “She isn’t into losers.”
“Shut up Breelynn.” Aaron scowled.
“Shawn will notice you Aaron.”Lucy said patting her oldest on the back. “But you should try telling her how you feel.”
From the chair Breelynn snorted.
“Yeah Aaron, tell her how you feel…” She agreed, laughing. “See how well that works out for you.”
“Breelynn Gallagher, apologize to your brother.” Lucy scolded. She was used to Breelynn’s antics. But Aaron was her only son, the man of the house, and Lucy was very protective of him.
“Sorry Aaron, you aren’t a loser.” Breelynn said not really meaning it.
Lucy turned back towards Aaron. “If Shawn is a smart girl, she’ll see you for what you are and thats a wonderful caring decent human being.” She smiled at her oldest and left the room.
Aaron pulled out some papers out of his back pack, and pulled out there assingment, he pulled out a chair and sat across from Breelynn.
“Who does school work on the weekend anyways?” Breelynn wondered outloud.
“I do.” Brennan said from the couch.
“Surprise.” Breelynn said rolling her eyes. “I really don’t understand how we all came from the same gene pool.”
“Well if you cracked a book once in awhile, you wouldn’t be flunking math.” Aaron said chewing on the tip of his pencil.
“Who cares about math anyways.” She pouted. “Thats what calculators are for.”
Losing interest in her siblings Breelynn went downstairs to get on the computer she shared with her brother and sister. She signed on to her facebook page and scanned her newsfeed. Her best friend Cara signed on. They made plans to meet at the bowling alley later, and then skip out after there moms had left.
Tired of listening to his sisters bicker, Aaron went down to the beach. It was early spring and still cold, but it was quiet. He scooped up a handful of pebbles and began throwing them into the water.
He saw a lone figure with dark brown hair leave the store across the street and head towards the parking lot. It was Shawn, the object of his unrequited affections. God, she’s so pretty. Aaron thought wistfully.
Before he could work up the nerve to speak to her she hopped into her parents car, and sped off. It was just as well anyways. She probably didn’t like him anyways. He angerly kicked the ground feeling sorry for himself. Maybe Breelynn was right. He was a loser.
Later that night Lucy dropped the kids off at the bowling alley. She gave them strict instuctions to be home before curfew. The kids jumped out and ran into the bowling alley too meet up with there friends. Cara was waiting for Breelynn inside.
“Hey girl.” Cara said giving Breelynn a big hug.
“Cute dress.” Breelynn said. “I wish my mom would let me wear something like that. My mom is so strict.” Breelynn sighed.
Breelynn let her competive nature get the best of her. She didn’t really enjoy bowling, but she always had to be the winner. She naturally was pretty athletic and excelled at most sports, even bowling.
“Strike!!!” She shouted jumping around and kicking her leg in the air. “In your face Cara.”
Poor Aaron, fell flat on his face, he didn’t have an athletic bone in his body. No wonder Shawn never noticed him. He hung his head in shame, wishing he would have just stayed home.
Cara burst out laughing at Aaron’s misfortune, and started to cheer at him. Breelynn, embarassed, turned away and pretended they weren’t related. Seceretly, she was a little upset, it was ok if she made fun of her siblings, but she hated anyone else doing it…
“You’re brother is a serious dork.” Cara said still giggling.
“Aaron isn’t so bad..”Breelynn said. “If he just would get his nose out of a book every now and again, and actually dressed like a teenager he might have a shot with her. She did say he was cute once.”
“Puppies are cute.” Cara said. “Your brother reminds me of a little lost puppy dog. He follows Shawn around at school with a love sick look on his face.”
The gang headed upstairs for a game of pool.
Breelynn quickly lost interest and snagged a drink from behind the bar when the bar tender had his back turned.
She tossed it back, and poured herself another, downing it just as quickly. It burned her throat, but it was smooth going down. Before she could get caught she jumped out from behind the bar and rejoined her friends and brother and sister.
“One of these days your going to get caught doing that.” Brennan lectured her hands on her hips. “If you come home drunk you are never going to see the light of day again. Mom wont let you out of the house until your 40.”
“You’re no fun.” Breelynn said slurring her speech a little. This wasn’t her first sip of alchol, but she was still a light weight and it didn’t take much alchol to affect her.
Cara and Breelynn had a blast at the club. She had promiced Aaron and Brennan she would make it home before curfew. She knew Brennen would hopefully cover for her. As she turned a corner she almost ran smack into a cop car. The engine was idling so she knew the cop was inside hoping to catch drunk drivers as they left the club.
She put her back to the wall and snuck down the alley way and ran the rest of the way home before her mom realized she wasn’t in bed like she was susposed to be.
At home, Brennan paced in front of the window, annoyed for Breelynn for putting her in this position yet again. She hated lying to her mother. After the death of her father, Lucy was protective of her children, and Brennan hated to see the way Breelynn treated her.
Lucky for Breelynn the porch light was on. Thank you Brennan. She thought. She stumbled, and fell to her knees. For a moment she thought she was going to be sick.
She stood up on shaky legs and stumbled inside hoping she was in the clear.
She opened their bedroom door quietly, and snuck across the room. She resisted the urge to cheer. Brennan had covered for her again. She really was going to owe her sister big time after this.
“I’m not going to keep lying for you.” Brennan said from under her blankets, startling Breelynn and making her jump. “I don’t know how you could do this to mom after all she’s been through.”
Breelynn felt a little nagging guilt, and it quickly passed as the room started to spin. She flopped into bed with one leg hanging off the side. She was asleep in minutes.