Reunited

I2I

☆Lauren☆

Ya so newsflash it wasn't a dream. In Fact I just stepped off of a private jet and am now pulling up to a freaking mansion?!

"I know you have a lot of questions, but let's just get you settled in first. Ok?" Liam walks from behind me carrying one of my suitcases. He unlocks the front door and I take a deep breath and walk in.

I think my soul left my body because my body physically can't move. "Boys! Come down!" Liam yells. I look around and all I see is white and crystals. White walls, white couches and crystal chandeliers. I feel like I'm inside of a castle. Scratch that this seems wayyyyy nicer than a castle.

"Oh my god! You're finally here!" I'm almost knocked down to the floor when someone engulfs me into a hug. "Dude you're scaring her," I hear come from Liam. The guy lets go of me laughing. He's got a nice smile, just like moms...

3 boys descend the staircase not even sparing me a glance. Liam makes us all take a seat in the living room. Liam and I take the two chairs while the rest take the couch. "Lauren I'd like you to meet your brothers. As you know I'm Liam 22, the oldest and your guardian, that guy who attacked you back there is Henry he's-'' Liam is cut off by Henry.

"I can introduce myself, thank you very much... As he was saying, I'm Henry 21 years old and the second oldest," he explains and I nod my head. He nudges the guy next to him with his elbow and he groans.

"Grayson, 18, third oldest," he deadpans, not showing any interest. Ya I'm not too stoked to be here either buddy.

We all look to the last two boys who have permanent glares on their faces and crossing their arms over their chests. When they don't say anything Henry steps in.

"These two assholes over here are your triplet brothers, Evan and Owen, 17 like you," he grins and the boys shoot their glares at him. They look like they would rather be anywhere but here.

We all just sit there awkwardly as no one says anything. "Ehem, so um Lauren, do you have any questions?" Liam asks me. No shit I do...

"Ya um my mother mentioned um my father in the letter...where uhh where is he?" I ask. The whole room shifts and you can feel the tension in the air. The boys all bow their heads and look at the floor like it's the most amusing thing in the world.

"He died 2 years ago," Liam finally mentions. My face instantly falters. Shit, way to go Lauren. "I'm so sorry for your loss," I say in a quiet voice and avoided their eye contact.

"Like you fucking care," Evan scoffs standing up and stomps up the stairs. "Sorry about him storming off, he's just in a mood," Henry is quick to say. "Ya sure that's why," Owen rolls his eyes and then joins Evan upstairs.

Wow what a warm welcome. If this is how things are gonna be, I don't know how I'm going to survive. "I'm outta here," Grayson mumbles then walks out slamming the front door.

I'm starting to think I'm not wanted here...

"Give them time, they'll come around eventually," Liam sighs and I just nod my head not saying anything.

"Follow us, we'll show you your room. It's late and you must be tired," Henry says and both of them get up motioning me to follow. We all walk up the stairs and at the end of the hall they open up a door to the prettiest room I've ever seen.

"This is mine!?" I say in awe. This room can fit 3 of my old rooms in here. "Sure is!" Henry chirps.

"Tomorrow, Grayson, Evan and Owen will take you shopping for school clothes and supplies for your first day. We already enrolled you and you're all set," Liam explains.

Those 3 shopping with me? Ya that's not gonna roll over well...

"Oh that's ok, you don't need to take me shopping," I say trying to get myself out of the situation.

"Nonsense! We insist. Plus this will be a great way for you guys to get to know each other," Henry smiles. Well I obviously can't say no to that smile...

"Thanks so much, that's very kind of you all," I smile back. "Ugh, she's so cute!" Henry pulls me into another hug and Liam snickers.

"Get some sleep sis, we'll have a family breakfast tomorrow morning then you'll go shopping after," Liam says and they both head out of my room closing the door behind them.

Ok so seems like they are the two nice siblings and the other three are the moody rude ones. If they think I'm gonna take their shit then they have another thing coming their way.

I unzip my suitcase and pull out sweatpants and a t-shirt to change into to sleep in. I grab my toiletries and walk into the bathroom. Just as I expected, this bathroom looks like it just came out of a catalog.

Jesus, what do these people do for a living?

I'm looking around for a glass of water and can't find one. I curse myself when I realize I have to go to the kitchen to get one. Hope I don't get lost finding it in this freaking maze.

I creak open my door and my way down the hallway. I stop in my tracks when I hear laughter behind a closed door. I move closer to hear them better. Call me curious, I don't care.

"I can't believe she's our triplet," I think comes from Evan. I instantly frown. "Same man, she's probably a spoiled, selfish girl just like her mom," Owen snorts and they both laugh. I ball my hands into fists trying to stop myself from punching down their door. Some triplets they are...

Deciding not to listen to them any longer I step away and resume my search for finding the kitchen.

They don't know shit about my mom. Now I understand why she didn't want me to grow up in this household. They're spoiled selfish people in this situation, not me.

They don't like me? Fine. Do I care? Fuck no!

Just because they're my brothers doesn't mean I need to build a relationship with them. I'll be leaving for college soon and I won't have to see them again. To me they are nothing but strangers.

I finally find the kitchen without running into anyone and grab a water bottle out of the fridge. I make my way back to my new room and plop down on my king size bed. Wow this thing is super comfortable.

I try to close my eyes but sleep never comes. I'd much rather be back with Daniel. At least he'd let me do whatever I want and I have a feeling that won't fly with them.

Home sweet home...not