Hush big Brother 1

Author Note: Hey, guys! :D It's been FOREVER….and now it's FINALLY time for the long awaited sequel of Hush little Sister. I hope you guys continue to support me and love this story, and for this story, we'll be focusing on James. And now, without further ado….

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4 years earlier…..

Eight year old James simply could not wrap his mind around the reality of what his life now was.

"Son, I want you to look after your two little sisters tonight," his father burped loudly as he tried to stumble his way out of the door, and the naturally adorable caramel-brown haired child widened his already big eyes.

"Two little sisters?" he didn't remember his Mommy ever giving him any brothers or sisters….

Laughing loudly, the not-sober man thrust open the door with fumbling fingers. Two women were in the doorway, and by the way they leaned heavily on each other, they weren't sober as well. Each of them had a little girl clinging to their leg, and both girls looked at James with big eyes.

"That our brother?" the little girl who looked about two asked the women she was attached too, and the other girl, who looked about five, blinked at him skeptically.

His father stumbled over the two women with a loud, annoying laugh, throwing his arms around both. They were both tall with wide, sexy hips, and they smelled of heavy perfume. The little boy watched as the first women, whom had short curly blonde hair and gray eyes, detached the infant from her half-dressed leg and thrust her forward.

The baby hit the ground her, and his father stumbled off with her just as she started to wail. The other women, the one who with long, unkempt red hair, messy make-up, and pale blue eyes detached her daughter from her leg and stumbled out on his father's other side.

James just stood there for a moment, frozen with shock. Were these supposed to be his sisters? Who were those two women? Where was his daddy going? And why were those women so undressed and feeling down his father's legs?

Then he was brought back to reality by the little girl's screams. He quickly shut the big wooden door, striding over to scoop her up. How was he going to hush her before somebody thought something was wrong and came over when his daddy was gone?

"It's okay…" he spoke in the same, low, soothing voice his daddy sometimes used on him, rocking her best he could in her arms…she was kind of heavy, "your mommy will come back soon."

She looked up to him with big, scared, brilliant blue eyes. She was pretty, too, with brown ringlets down her back and across her shoulders like curtains, and he smiled kindly. If she was his sister, he knew she'd be very beautiful one day ,like his mommy had…before she stopped showing up at home a lot.

The other girl looked at him with those same, brown skeptic eyes. She was pretty too, with eyes that were nothing like her mother's and straight red hair that slipped to her ankles. Both of them looked very unfed, and he pitied them. Were there mothers mean to them?

"So…you two are my sisters?" he asked softly to the five year old, hoping she knew the answer to this confusing situation.

"That's what Mommy said…" she pursed her lips, pushing her purple glasses on the bridge of her little nose, "but…do you have any food?"

Looking into the kitchen, the eight year old boy poured a glass of milk for the baby and put it in the microwave, trying to remember how to set it. Then he did his best to pour some ceral for the five year old girl and himself, since he was already nervous about using the microwave without permission.

"So…what're your names?" he asked as the baby drank out of the cup messily, since she wasn't used to no lids.

"My name's Emily," she replied from a mouthful of Frosted Flakes.

"I Brat," the baby spoke shyly, sticking her thumb in her mouth, and James winced. He'd been called brat by his father before, and he thought it was his name until his mother reminded him it was what it really was.

"That's not a nice name," then he smiled, "I think I'll name you Claire."

"Claire!" she echoed in a coo, and his heart melted for his two sisters. Even if they weren't by birth…he still loved them already.

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