#What are we without Family?#

[Grengirl]

Owen Christopher Marshford|17| Home
He could now hear some of the others moving around, talking, presumably eating.. He wasn't exactly hungry, but he didn't like to skip breakfast entirely and it made his parents fret over him and he didn't want the attention. He groaned throwing the blanket aside and letting it fall to the floor his bare feet steped over to his dresser and he started to pull out a few things tossing them onto the bed so he could dress. White t-shirt, black hoodie, old worn looking and faded blue jeans and then the necessity of socks and underpants.

He emerged from his room a couple miniutes later with the hoodie dangling from his left hand dragging behind him as he padded down the stairs now in white sock-feet. His dark hair still unbrushed he fumbled around the kitchen deciding in the end to eat only an apple yaking it from the fruit bowl he plunked down near his younger sister(s) in front of the tv. He didn't care for most of the shows the girls liked but he did like Grimm.

Lee Ann Marshford | 4 | Home w. Mommy
She gladly took her mom's hand making it just barely in time with a relieved sigh she straightened her white nightdress. "Thank you mommy!" She grinned happily up then obediently washed her hands standing on her 'special stool'. "Wast for breakfast?" She asked as they left the washroom behind. "I hungry." Starting to skip a little with her cold bare feet on the hardwood floors.

[Euphonious]

Celia Mashford
Celia walked out of her room, ready to start the day. She sighed as she could hear her mother's voice, along with cute little Lee Ann. Celia then went into the kitchen. From there, she could hear the t.v. on, and wondered who it was who was watching. It could be her dad, he already left for work. Lee Anne and mom were busy, so not them. So it was either Own or her sister. But before she could go see who it was, Celia quickly prepared herself some breakfast. It was simple, just some toast with jam and a couple of strawberries.

Celia finally entered the living room and saw Owen there. She sat down next to him, careful not to drop the the bowl of strawberries she had. "Hey." She greeted. Not that she didn't get along with her brother, but they were siblings, and acted like siblings. Which meant resting her feet on his lap while watching t.v.

[ghosties]

Tom Stark, he went about his daily life like a checklist, do one thing, then another. Continuously in a routine stuck on repeat. His priorates were simple: move out, get a job, look after his younger siblings and get his father in jail for a life sentence for child abuse to himself and his younger sisters. But he also had minor goals like: getting a girlfriend, getting counselling, traveling to New Zealand and living each day to his absolute fullest.

Tom breathed in "Norah, quieten down" he said softly hushing her as he approached the cupboard and slowly opened it, it creaked loudly and Tom scrunched up his face in annoyance. He glanced over at their father. Thankfully he was still asleep. He then looked down at Olivia, his heart really went out to the little girl, his heart felt the deepest sorrow for all of his sisters because of what their father all did to them, he breathed in and picked her up, holding her up to the cupboard "here lass" he said softly to her as he lifted her up a little higher to where some biscuits were.

[oceanmando]

Stephanie Stark looked at her father, asleep on the couch. She knew that he could wake up at any second, something that utterly terrified her. She went to the kitchen, quietly pouring herself some juice. She thought he herd her father move, but ignored the thought asshe enjoyed a rare occasion to be without danger. Someday, she knew he'd go to jail, but for now he was here, and on going threat to the family. Stephanie' head was filled with thoughts as she processed this. How long until she moved out? 18 years she thought. Maybe i should run off.

[м o e]

Olivia Stark :: 6 :: Tom

She bit her lip as her big brother picked her up and she carefully reached up to grab the biscuits. Once snagging them she twisted her body slightly and motioned for him to set her down. As she did this her grip on the biscuits slipped and with a silent gasp she watched in dismay as they fell, almost in what seemed to be slow motioned, then thudded down on the floor. She flinched and quickly wrapped her arms around Tom's neck for protection, hoping the small sound hadn't wakened their father.

[Grengirl]

Owen Christopher Marshford |17 |
w. His sisters Harrison and Celia
He made a face as a pair of feet were placed in his lap, his first thought was to simply shove them off but instead he figured it wasn't worth the effort, not this early in the day anyway. Instead he switched the apple to his left hand and grabbed a few of the strawberries with his right and shoved them in his mouth. "Didn't see those." He mumbled around the strawberries as he chewed them, his over filled mouth slightly open, his brown eyes tired but playful rather than annoyed or angry as she might have expected.

[ghosties]

Tom watched the biscuits fall, then looked at his father mumble about on the couch, their father tossed and turned, hopefully in his sleep. He set Olivia down on the ground so she could retrieve the biscuits and probably scurry off somewhere safe. His breathing was slow as he rose back to his full height to see if their father was away. Bad timing, his fathers demon glare had locked onto him. Tom stepped forward to accept his fate. There was no hope in running anymore.

He could hear the couch rustling as his father emerged from it, if you looked closely you could see the place where their father was passed out on. Tom gazed up into his fathers demonic eyes and gulped a loud gulp. He turned to his sisters and beckoned them to grab all the food they could and run. A hot flush poured over Tom as he turned back. He closed his eyes and stood there, as his father began to thrash him, like the supposed piece of trash he was.

[oceanmando]

Stephanie Stark
Stephanie gasped quietly, grabbing a random box from the pantry, then saw Tom. "Go away!" she told her father, kicking him in the shin as hard as the little 10 year old could. She looked at Tom. "Just leve us alone!" She glared at her father, hoping he'd just go, although she knew that it wouldn't happen.

[м o e]

Olivia Stark :: 6 :: Tommy

She unfortunately was too loyal to her brother to understand he was telling them to run and grabbed the back of his shirt instead, hiding behind him and whimpering. She flinched as their father came over and started yelling, she didn't like yelling. She opened her small mouth to speak but the man had seen the biscuits on the floor and stepped on them before pointing an accusing finger at her, his face red with drunken fury. She shrunk away, hands shaking as she nodded every time he asked if she'd done it.

[baby;]

||HARRISON MASHFORD||

I look to my left then my right and smile devilishly it wasn't that I was going to do anything to them or do anything at all but I did need a excuse to leave without mom suggesting me to go with her instead "so, Owen...,Celia" I say suspiciously "do you guy want to have some fun at the skate park?" I ask grabbing my bag and shaking it, the rattling of spray cans rattle and clink, I turn to behind the couch pulling out my penny bored I knew dad hated me riding but meh! "If you do, be ready in......., an hour" I wink throwing a fruit loop in the air and catching it in my mouth and continue watching Grimm