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Heather's POV

We arrive in the midnight and I had slept already. I was woken up by that the guy who came to pick me up. " young master we are here" the guy said and I took my bag. I knocked and knocked and no one answered the door.

After a few seconds the door was opened by a lady who l don't even know. " hello you must be Heather" the lady said smiling at me which I didn't reply back. I gave her a blank face without any hint of emotion.

" come in you must be really tired after the twenty-four hour journey " she said. " yea" l said and got inside to see my brothers with other three guys seated watching television with my dad laughing.

I ignored them. " boys say hi to your sister " the lady said. She repeated again and again and they didn't reply. That hurt but I was mentally planned for this." can you show me my room? I'm getting annoyed, you don't need to force them" I said with a stern voice. Only my dad had a voice that could command people. She laughed awkwardly thinking I was joking but l wasn't.

I gave her a blank face that shut her up. " sure thing" she said. I followed her to my room. It was still the same. There was too much light. But l liked it still. " thank you and l won't want food. Bye it's time for me to sleep " I said and closed the door in her face. I don't wanna have friends from this place at all. I don't care who she is or what she is.

I don't even like nor love my brothers at all. I slept like a baby. What it's been years since l slept in a real bed not a stone. I slept and slept. I woke up at half five in the morning and wore my workout outfit. I was quite as possible.

I don't know where I was going but I did keep a remind of all the turns I took. I ran for like two hours and was back at the dorm. This is a place where I sleep only at. I got inside and saw that no one was awake. I was smelly. I bumped into someone but didn't fall. I looked at him and saw that he was one of the guys that was here yesterday. I looked at him. I don't say sorry even though it was kinda my fault. I just looked at him with a blank face.

He stood up and looked at me up and down with love. Like that sister and brotherly love. Then out of the blue it turned sour bitter and pure hatred. " aren't you going to say sorry " he said. " why should l?  Who are you to me ? " I asked him. " your step brother " he said. To say I was shocked was and underestimate. I was confused and angry but didn't show it.

" I don't have brothers nor a father so I don't know what you are talking about" I said, with that l went to my room to take a bath. I was smelly trust me. I put my simple makeup to cover my scar and wore my clothes.

I got downstairs and saw everyone eating. They all stopped what they were doing and looked up at me with bitterness. I just looked at them plainly. I'm not like those other girls who consider themselves badass but show hurt expressions. That's wrong and I'm not like that..

You show me love, I show you love....
You show me pain, I show you pain....

That's the way my life goes." morning dear" the lady from yesterday said with a smile. " morning to you too" I said. " where is the cereal" I asked. " there dear" she pointed at the cupboard. " thank you" l said. I told you, you show me love I do the same.

I grabbed my cereal and started to eat. I noticed that there was some pancakes, bacon and eggs with coffee. I like my coffee extra strong. " it there mine" l asked her again. She nodded and gave me some food the same to others. I ate my food in the blink of an eye. I also drank my coffee. I have a heavy appetite.

" thank you for the food it was really nice now I would like to know who you are and let's get this over with because I have things to do" I said those words easily a eating cake. " that is your stepmother my second wife and those three are your stepbrothers" my sperm donor said.

" okay now it's really good if we act mature not like stupid mutts like what people always read or watch in movies because this definitely isn't a fucking movie or book. Now please introduce yourselves properly because I have stuff to do" l said with a voice that hold authority and power.

" are you like going to kill someone's mother and wife and leave them without a mother and wife" Harlow asked sarcastically. I laughed humorously and said " yea, something like that" l said. " I'm Steve" the one I saw in the morning said.

" I'm Alexandra " the other one who seemed like me and my brother's age: Harlow. " I'm Keith" said another guy who was around the age of nineteen." Good now you were talking bye" l said but before l could exit the kitchen l was called by my so called sperm donor.

" wait " my father's voice said." We have got rules you need to follow like you should respect the men in this house always and don't get into trouble, and keep your grade up like it is also respect Jade" he said. " no I won't do it" l said with a fake smile.

" but if you want l can do it on one condition " l said looking into his eyes. " let's make a deal" l said and he nodded. " your sons will stay away from me because ha they will come back home with broken limps and also don't tell me what to do l always do what l do, l live my life with my own rules and by the way I also would want some respect from you guys and never ever say that I'm related to you because yo someone will be digging their own graves and by the was I want ten thousand dollars in my bank account every month with that I also want a car and a bike. The latest one. Now I hope you can do this for me won't you, I will be doing you a favor and you know it so what it for you Father... I don't even know how to say that word it's so unfamiliar even the word brothers. And as for your sons who l date or fuck is non of you business and as for your wife I would like it if she stopped trying because I never change... I don't want you people to call me names l hope you accept...It's a win win for both of us" l said with a voice that tuned business.

" sure thing" my sperm donor said. My so called brothers were so shocked and kind of sad but hid it with a smirk. I also smirked and left...

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