Pretty, Precarious & Prohibited

25 - Sister, Stupid & Shower

~ Freak Bitch - Lucas Coly ~
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Heath stands up moving out of the way. "I could fucking kill you!" Penn shouts.

"Penn shut the fuck up. You're going to wake up the whole house!" I exclaim. He chases after Heath around the living room.

Heath grabs my shoulders standing behind me as if he's using me as a human shield. "What the fuck do you think you're doing to my sister! Fucking her?!" Penn shouts. Oh my god.

"What!" My eyes flicker to Peyton and Sam walking in.

"What is the ruckus going on down here?" Mom walks in.

"I don't see anyone here," I whisper mockingly to Heath referring to the words he said before.

"Well I didn't know your family spawns like freaking bats!" He whispers back.

"They were making out!" Penn points at us. Gasps fall from all their lips.

Peyton's eyes well up with tears and she begins crying. Sam tries her best to comfort her. I snort at her crying. Heath slaps my arm lightly.

"What? I'm not sorry," I laugh out loud. "This is so stupid."

"Prystyne," Heath whispers knowing I'm probably making it worse.

"Are you even my sister!" She screams with angry tears.

"First of all calm the fuck down. Second just shut up, you dated him once in like, ninth grade. We aren't even dating," I point out looking at Heath. He's quiet but watching Penn's glare on him.

I hear a sigh fall from my mother's lips. "This behaviour is unacceptable," she sits down on the couch. Why is everyone so dramatic today.

"I won't let Heath ruin your life," Penn crosses his arms over his chest.

"Heath get out and stay away from my sister!" Peyton shouts. How is Sam allowing them to talk so badly about her own brother.

Heath moves to leave but I grab his arm. "He goes, I go. What the hell did Heath do that's so bad to you Pey? I don't understand!"

"He told me he loved me, took my virginity and dumped me the next day."

I let out a loud guffaw. Everyone stares at me weirdly. "Sorry, sorry. But seriously that's it. I don't date so that's not a problem," I point out. "Plus you should've known. You guys barely dated for a full month. You got played three, four years ago. Get over yourself, what else do you want me to say?"

"So you think that's fine?" Peyton asks. Mascara running down her face.

"No but I don't really care. I have bigger problems which isn't bullshit. God, this family is so dramatic for no reason," I mutter under my breath.

I turn facing Heath. Even he is surprised by my carelessness. "Want to go back?" I ask. We were supposed to leave tomorrow but we could probably catch a flight tonight. I mean we own a jet.

"Yeah but Prys I don't thi-"

"Alright!" I clap my hands together. "We are leaving now. I'll see you next break. Family day, nah too soon. Easter? No. Spring break, yeah. See you spring break," I tell everyone.

I grab Heath's hand and drag him away. "Prystyne you aren't leaving!" Mom yells.

"Watch me!" I yell back. I throw Heath his jacket and pick up mine. We quickly put on our shoes.

"Ready?" I ask Heath.

"Are you sure?" He questions confused.

"Yeah. It's either I go back or rehab anyways," I open the door and we walk out. We head into one of my on-call cars. "Airport please," I tell the driver.