Chapter 1- The Plan

Dennis try's to propose a "Genius" plan that has come to nearly every 12 year old's mind to his older brother, that happens to be the leader for their 'Pack'.

“Hey Morg” “Yeah?” “Why do mom and dad always leave us to rot in this hot room?” “Because- I don't know, ask them” Thats real helpful, I sighed “Well I’m tired of it!” I jumped down off of my bunk bed “If I didn't know any better, I would think you were going to give me some kind of speech” “Well I am! Thank you very much” Morgan just laid back down “Tell me it, we have all day” “Well- I was thinking we could run away” That sure did catch his attention “Are you joking me?!” He sat back up “What?” “Are you retarted?!” “It was a proposition!” “Proposition my a*s! We are not going to do that!” I just gave him a scowl look “Come on don't get like that with me!” I sat down and mumbled “Like what?” “Being a pus- Your being sensitive” I just stayed silent “Ok sorry, I was being a jerk… Happy?” “GOD!” He hoped up and walked in front of me, putting his hands on his hips and bent over “IM SORRY!” I got up and pushed him “MOVE!” I walked over to the door and slammed it to his face “HEY! No slamming doors!” Of course, now they pay attention “Sorry!” I yelled back “Don’t have an attitude with me mister!” “What ever…” Thats when I heard stomping feet, suddenly I felt a hand on my chin “What was that?” “Nothing…” Dad and I are always fighting, it honestly sucks “No really, I wont be mad” “Thats bull!” Shoot! No! No! No! No! I felt Dad’s hand slowly let go of my face “Get out” He whispered, I… I cant grasp whats even happening… Wheres the yelling? The hitting? The arguing? “Get out!” I felt this dread follow me all the way to the entrance of the house, or in my case… The exit