Prologue
“Happy birthday to youuuu” is all ember heard as she sat at a table full of unfamiliar faces, mostly her parents (louis and margo) friends. Well to more specific people my parents like to brag about her little brother too. He was their pride and joy, the one to carry their last name. They were disappointed when they found out ember was a girl they wanted boys. Only because they adore their last name De La Croix and the meaning.
It means of the cross. Her parents are super hyper religious. So much so that when it came time to open gifts on embers birthday they gifted her a book on purity. And a card that said happy 15th birthday. Ember is now 16. Though she is upset by this the lack of surprise she feels is concerning. They stopped paying attention to anything to do with ember the day Mason was born. Oh yeah her little brothers name is Mason. Aka the biggest ass of all time. He’s only 2 years younger than ember but always tries to make a fool out of her and tries to out shine her. They don’t hate each other but they sure as he’ll don’t get along.
The party is finally over and embers parents sat her and Mason down at the dinner table to deliver some “good news”. Their mother ecstatically said ” your father and I have some amazing news”. Their father interrupted by quickly saying “I am becoming a pastor in a small town just outside side of philly”. Mason and ember speak almost perfectly insync “does this mean were moving-“. Their parents responded with a tone of optimism “why yes indeed it does” Mason then replied how small of a town are we talking” their father Luis responded ” only 2,000 citizens” Mason replied almost immediately “that's like super small what the hell” as he took a swig of gatorade. ember retorted immediately and said ” haha that's what she said”. Her goblin of a brother almost immediately spit out his Gatorade, her father had a stern look on his face and, Her mother screeched and said “YOUNG LADY, WE DO NOT MAKE SUCH VULGAR JOKES IN THE HOUSE HOLD.” And then her goblin of a brother had to say “yea ember” in a mocking tone. She couldn’t help herself and she just smacked on the back of the head and said “ya cut whack g”. Her brother giggled but her parents did not find this act humorous.
And with that ember had her night concluded with being yelled at and threatened with the thick leather belt in the closet. She went upstairs unphased by the occurrence that had just unraveled, and went to bed not knowing what was yet to come.
