My sisters, bad boy

Chapter 9

👆Prim!👆

I did all my chores. Luckily with out any hassle from abby. After I was done is tarted walking up the stairs.

That's when she came.

She stood at the top, while I was in the middle. "I know what you did." She said. She was obviously pissed off. BAD.

"What are you talking about?" I asked. "I know you fucked him!" I didn't fuck anyone. "I'm sorry, you must be getting me mixed up with yourself. I haven't ever fucked anyone so keep your bitch hole shut unless you know what your talking a about." I said.

He stepped down a few steppes until she was on the one right above me.

She did something on her screen and the held it before saying "then what's this?" Then holding it at me.

It was a picture of me and Jacob. It was a different position than the one I woke up in. His arm was under my neck but still held my hand as our fingers were tangled together. We were asleep and he had his arm around my side.

Shit. Wait....who took that?

"That's not what it looks like." I said. "You lying bitch!" she yelled before punching me, sending me falling back on the stairs. I get my head, hard. I was a out I scream, but didn't. I sucked I up and jumped to my feet, ignoring the horrible pain in my head and bloody scratch right under my eye.

She came down the stairs and fell on the ground. On purpose.

What?

I didn't understand until he screamed bloody murder. "Mom! She hit me! Ouch!" I gasped. Within five seconds her mom was in there on the ground cupping her hands in her face. "Oh my gosh, sweetheart." Then her eyes fell to me.

"How dare you hurt my daughter like that!" SHe accused me. "I didn't even-" "shut the hell up!" I was furious now.

I clenched my teeth inside my mouth. My nostrils flared and my fist were in tight balls at my side. How could she believe this shit!? Unbelievable!

She helped her to we feet and abby scrambled to the bathroom. Right after sending me a mocking smile.

"Don't give me that look. You punched my daughter". She said. I rolled my eyes. "Do you not see this scratch on my far? She punched me because she thought I fucked her ex-boyfriend. Which I didn't. And I WAS about I punch her. Until you ruined it." I said crossing my arms.

"Language! I'm sure you actually did fuck him. Your a slut. I'm sure he's not the first. So don't accuse my daughter like that."

I was outrageous! I stomped up the stairs after screaming "you know what!? Fuck you! Fuck this family! Fuck all of you! None of you believe a damn thing I say! So fuck you!" And I gave her the a beautiful signal from my hand.

I stomped to my room and locked it shut. Making sure no one would get in.

I jumped on me bed and covered my eyes with one hand. My hat slid off so I threw it towards the window. "I swear. Sometimes.... I hate this fucking world." I mumbled.

I was about to fall asleep, when I heard a couple taps at my window. I uncovered my red and looked up.

Jacob. "Go away!" I yelled laying my head back down. "His voice was a little muffled. "Come on ash! I'm not going to bite!" He said. "I said, go the fuck away. I don't want to speak to anyone." I covered my eyes with the palms of my hands.

"I saw what happened. All of it." My head shot up. I pushed my back up with my arms. "What? You heard?" I asked. He frowned and nodded.

"I can talk If you want?" He asked. He seemed like he cared. But who knows, he could've set the whole thing up and Caleb could've token the picture. So he WASN'T coming in my room.

I slid off the bed and sat down at my window seat. I moved my hat and slid up the window. "What do you want?" I asked. "Can I come in? It's kinda cold." He asked. I notice she was sitting on the roof. With one arm resting on the window. Right beside mine.

"No. I don't even want to talk to you. For all I know, you set that up." He looked hurt.

"No! Ash I promise I had nothing to do withy that. It was all Caleb. I didn't know until I texted him when I saw what happened. I ant believe she did that." He said.

"I don't even care anymore. I'm sick of her. I've been sick of her. She keeps coming up with dumb shit to get me in trouble like that. Im sick and tired of it." He looked down at the ground in silence for a minute.

"Do you mind if I ask you something personal?" I asked. I can't believe I was the first one out of us asking this. He smiled and looked up. "Go ahead."

"What did you ever see in abby?" I asked. He frowned. He licked his lips before bitting his bottom one.

Please....please stop doing that.

"I don't even know. I guess......I guess It was because when we started dating, she was so into me. And I had Been used to not ver being noticed a lot. I guess I just wanted someone's attention. And.....I thought by Dating her.... I could capture someone's attention. But I actually caught their attention another way."

After he was done he looked up from messing with his hands at me.

"Do you even know her?" I asked. He shook his head. "All I really know in the one we've been together, is that her favorite color is pink, she's obsessed with sex, she hates wearing cloths, and hates doing anything athletic. So all we ever really did, was make out in mine or her bedroom. Which got really old.

"I wasn't even aloud to even be good friends with other girls. She was overly obsessed with me. And I think still is. But....I'm over her. And I have been for a long time." His story fascinated me.

"Damn....I knew she was a bitch but...you got screwed." I said. He looked pretty cold. Wearing a black t-shirt and LEATHER jacket must have gotten pretty cold. Is roof and opened the window all the way.

"Come on. Warm up." I said. He far me a smiled before climbing through the window as I shut it behind him.

I sat on the window seat and picked up my knees to my chest. Wrapping my arms around them.

"So.....you went out with her....to get someone else?" I asked. That was the most confusing part. "Yea. Pretty stupid, now that I think about it. It didn't even work like that." He said.

"Yea. I was about to say that daring someone else, is pretty stupid to et someone else." I said. He laughed and rolled his eyes. "I know that now." He said.

"Mind me asking who it was?" I asked.

His face lit up like a red lightbulb.

"You really wanna know?" He asked. I nodded. "Unless it's gonna be really sexually." He laughed. "No but you might think of me as a stalker." He said. "Why would I-" "because it was you."