𝘔𝘖𝘕𝘖𝘊𝘏𝘖𝘗𝘚𝘐𝘚 ❁ 𝘑𝘑 𝘔𝘈𝘠𝘉𝘈𝘕𝘒 & 𝘒𝘐𝘈𝘙𝘈 𝘊𝘈𝘙𝘙𝘌𝘙𝘈

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❝ I knew he didn't like me ❞
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𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘦'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

We reach my house and I huff, pulling myself to my feet as we pull into the dock.

"Want me to come with you?" JJ suggests sweetly.

"No, it's okay. You stay here" I tell him, glancing at the other two "All of you stay here"

I hop off the boat and make my way down the decking. I see my twin sister Sarah jumping around with a tennis racket and I shake my head at her.

"Hey, barbie!" I yell and she turns to me with a frown.

"What do you want, brat?" She snaps.

"What the hell are you doing?" I ask her in confusion.

"Why do you wanna know? It's not as if you care" She retorts and I shrug.

"Touché" I reply.

"Wheezie's inside" Sarah tells me and I nod.

"See ya, barbie" I hum, walking away.

"See you later, brat" I hear her mumble before I'm out of earshot.

As I walk into the house, I bump into my brother who scowls at me in hate.

"Watch where you're going, runt" He growls.

"Aye aye, captain" I retort sarcastically, walking around him.

I feel my arm being grabbed and I'm abruptly spun around. Rafe glares at me in rage and I glare right back at him.

"Don't you ever talk back to me like that" He warns me and I feel his grip on my arm tighten to point I know it's gonna bruise.

"Rafe, let me go" I snap.

"Or what?" He smirks maliciously.

Just as my strong front is about to break and I can feel a whimper coming up my throat, a voice interrupts us.

"Sylvie, you came home" A happy sounding Wheezie speaks up.

Rafe lets go of me and storms off, letting me sigh in relief before turning to my younger sister.

"Hey, squirt" I smile, wrapping her in a quick hug "I can't stay, I just swung by to make sure you're okay"

"I'm okay" She assures me "But I was worried about you last night"

"Didn't Rafe tell dad I was staying at the chateau?" I ask in confusion and she shakes her head.

"Sylvie Cameron!" I hear the loud boom of my father's voice and I freeze.

"H-Hey, Dad" I paste on a fake smile, turning to him.

"The next time you run off in the middle of a hurricane, at least have the decency to tell someone!" He scolds me "We thought you were dead!"