Princess Mariano returns 👑

06

Ivy:

This bitch better be joking. I don't like these rules, shit any rules. While I'm questioning my life the door is opening and closing as more of the sperms enter the room.

"We'll one, I don't remember asking for your opinion."

"Two is fine as long as you respect my privacy then I'll respect yours." I can't help it if I mysteriously show up there, what can I say I'm a nosy twat.

"Three, whatever I don't care." This one isn't too bad.

"Four, can't promise anything." I'll be getting to more fights just because he told me not to, and as for the grades I don't care.

"Five, I would never do such a thing." Im full of bullshit.

"Six, I like being a slag." People who get me, get me.

"Seven, no thank you" I'm not a dog. 

"Eight, like fuck."

"I think that's all the rules I've gone over, now if you'll excuse me I'll be going to my room." They're breathing. It's annoying me.

"See I knew she was a slut." One of the kids that should've been swallowed decided to shit out of his mouth again. He gets slapped around the head by someone's abnormally large hand. Weird.

"Next time you think about saying something make sure it's something that's worth my time and not torture my ears with your irrelevant opinion." Im really board now and getting really annoyed with the men surrounding me right now.

"Silas, that's enough. She's family and we don't talk to family that way." Sperm donor didn't seem to pleased on the comment he made. Ohh well, not my issue.

I can't be arsed for this now so I just walked out of the room along with my twin.

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Me and Isaac both go to our separate rooms to get changed and once we are done Isaac comes in to join me in my bed. We've always done this, not like we had much of a choice.

Isaac soon drifts into a deep sleep to the point where he's snoring his ass off in my ear. I'm contemplating whether to put a pillow over his head.

I can't find it in me to feel tired enough to go to sleep though. I've suffered with insomnia for as long as I can remember, Isaac is lucky and is able to sleep anywhere he wants. It's like a switch he can just turn off at any time.

I look at the time besides me and see it's almost 11pm so I decide to scroll through instagram and catch up on any info that I've missed within the pat few hours. Nothing important has really happened at the moment, some drama needs to happen soon.

As the night goes by the next time I look at the time it is 2:00am and I'm feeling a bit peckish so I decide to go raid the hosts fridge.

(A/N I'm British so don't mind the names I'm calling things I ain't calling it anything else) 😭

I tiptoe downstairs and find my way to the kitchen to look for anything edible preferably something with a lot of sugar in so I can keep myself awake because I don't really feel like waking up in a sweat tonight.

When I open one of the many cupboards I finally find the snacks. This kitchen is huge. I pick out a bag of sour haribo's and a cup of caramel coffee. If I'm being honest I hate coffee but if it helps keep me awake I'll make this sacrifice. Cue the dramatics.