Chapter -1 My brothers a Dick
" Sim papai vou chamá-lo assim que eu chegar lá eu prometo" i say sighing promising my father to call him as soon as I get to where I'm going.
"Ok ok querido nós amamos você, e dizer ao seu irmão dirigiram difícil chamar-nos de vez em quando, por favor?" I laugh as I promise him to have Stephen call him and moma.
I stand up from my stiff seat with the rest of the people as we all set to leave the plane that we all have been on for the passed 12 hours.
Walking through the crowd of people to the converter belt i stand and wait as all the bags pass until I find my four and grab and set them on the trolley thing before I find a seat and call the number for my car.
" Good evening Avalon car service this is Abby speaking how may I help you today? " a women's voice asks me.
" Hi yes I was told to contact this number to get my car brought to me , I'm from out of state, and my father rented me a car to get by with " I say to the humming lady on the other side of the phone.
"Hmm OK darling, all I need to know is whos name the cars under and your name " the women says sweetly.
" Bruce Alto, and I'm Scarllet Alto "
I guess now would be the best time to introduce my self.
My name Is Scarllet Mavis Alto, I'm the youngest of Bruce Alto and Mellisa Alto, and the little sister of the big bad Brazilian bad boy Stephen Alto.
Yea yea I'm sure all you lady's can't wait to meet him. But trust me lady's the hairy monkey isn't all to attractive, he's messy and smells funky. Well that was before he left for college in the states. That is the last memory I have of him since I was 12, and that was 7 years ago so he could of changed.
And today, today I'm the legal age of 21 And I too have come to the states to attend the same college as my older brother. The best part is he doesn't know I'm coming! I figured out his address from the letters he's sent me over the years and decided I'd stop by and see him on my way.
Anyways after the lady told me who to look for I grab my keys and follow the guy to my new car.
Stopping in front of a new black and blue Audi the car service man helps me put my bags in the car and helps me set the GPS system up.
" OK Miss Alto everything is set just follow the GPS and you should be good have a safe trip and welcome to El Reno Oklahoma" the old man says closings the door for me as I thank him.
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(4 hours later )
Tired, hungry and scared are not a great combination I tell you. Driving down old roads I've seen a butt load of muddy truck with big tires that sound like their growling as they wiz past me. Men with shirts and cut off sleeves wearing big ugly brown boots with big guns slung on their backs. Hell I even saw a old man pick up a dead deer from off the side of the road! Scary stuff I tell you.
" Turn Right at the next light " the GPS says loudly in the quiet car.
Following it's orders I turn right at the next light and it leads me down a old Narrow clay road to what looks like a old broke down building with a old sign sitting on the top.
' Fishers Biker Bar '
What the Hell? I know for a fact he does not live here.
" You are at your destination "
Sitting in front had to be at least 50 bikes or more with a few old trucks scattered here and there.
Finding a random spot I park before getting out and smoothing out my dress and fixing my heels.
Walking up to the bar a few men stop what their doing to stare me down as I walk passed them.
Stopping at a group of the descent looking older gentlemen i could find, I decide to ask them if they have seen my brother.
" Hi I'm looking for a Stephen Alto do you by chance know if he's here?" I ask.
" Sure do darlin he should be in there with the rest of the men, but be careful he's been in a bit of a pissy mood lately " one of the men tells me while the other men mutter and chuckle.
Thanking him I open the door as a big cloud of smoke is blown in my face and the loud men go quiet as I step forward.
The only sound heard was the sound of my of my heels clicking on the wooden floor as I walk up to the bar And sit on the stool trying to get the bartenders attention. Turning around the bartenders eyes widen a bit.
" Hi I'm looking for Stephen Alto is he here--...." I go to ask the older man when yelling and cussing is heard.
Turning around to see what all the fuss is about I find a beaten man on the ground with a man standing over him.
" I don't fucking care about your fucking accuse all I know is if I don't have my damn money in my hand in the next 24 hours your ass is dead you got it!?" The man yells at him.
" B-But S-Stephen I don't have-...." the man on the ground stutters before the 'Stephen' guy knocks him out.
" Toby get this bitch out of my bar got it? " he yells at another man as he turns around to walk over the bar getting himself a drink.
That's when I really got to see him,
Long dirty blonde hair that just past his shoulders with a long full beard and dark eyes with a small scar just under his eye.
Huh that's kinda funny my Stephen has the same scar under his ey--- ..wait a minute.
" STEPHEN BRUNO ALTO!" I yell pissed off as I stand up.
Looking up quickly with wide eyes as he hears his whole name.
After a few minutes he spots me and curses loudly.
"SHIT Scarllet!"
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