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Keira
Im in my room listening to some music and writing on my journal. It had been a while since I started so I decided to take a break and go drink some water or something. I took my headphones off and heard some loud noises of music coming from I think Jessicas room. I headed towards there and took a little pick as the dor had a little opening. In there was Jessica and 4 other people, one was a girl. She was sitting on Jessicas lap, while her quitar was beside her on the bed. "Bro your new house is so sick!" one of the boys said. "Yeah its so big. By the way hows the new family?" the girl asked "Well its okay. I mean the house is great and all, but my new stepsister is a pain in the ass. I think she has a crush on me or something, I dont know bro shes so weird" Jessica said and they all started laughing. My face droped in a sad expression. I felt betraid, I mean sure I thought she was pretty anoying too, but lately we ve been getting along and hanging out a bit. But apparently she was just mocking me with her firends. I was furious, what were all those compliments and sweet looks she was giving me? Was she such a good liar? My deep thoughts were cut off when the door opened and one of the boys bumbed on me. "Shit, what are you doing here?" "Who is it?" I heard Jessicas voice as her head was revealed behind the boys figure. As soon as she saw me she stood up, the girl on her lap almost falling on the ground "Keira..Ehm Wha-What are you doing here?" "I was just going to the kitchen and heard some music..Is that your band?" I said whith a frown not wanting to cause a scene infront of her friends. Why did I even care so much? If she wanted to talk shit about me behind my back she could do it, and I shouldnt care. But I really felt hurt. "Oh ehmm, yeah right Keira this is my friends aka the band I was telling you, guys this is Keira my..my stepsister" As those last words left her mouth they all made an 'Oh' shape with their mouth and then an akward silence was left. "Hi im Sam" the girl said trying to break the akward moment, offering her hand infront of me "Nice to meet you" I responded but didnt interact with her at all. My eyes were piercing Jessica with a death stare, she couldnt even meet my gaze she was just standing there, hands in her pockets and staring at the floor. After they all introduced there was an akward silence again until I said "Anyways, I should get going. Afterall I dont wanna bother you with my weirdness and being a pain in the ass. Have fun" I said coldly and left, going down the stairs to find my mom.
Jessica
As she left Jim closed the door and they all looked at me. "Bro that was so akward. I think she heard.." he said covering his mouth with his fist "No shit Sherlock! Fuck.." I said. I was so angry with myself. "Why do you even care? Wasnt it you roasting her some minutes ago?" Sam said cocking an eybrow "I dont get it, she seems pretty cool. Plus you didnt mension she was a nice chick" Erik said and I deathstared him but quickly made that fade away. "I think shes snob" Sam spat. "I think we should continue with practice. We hadnt play for the whole summer, we must keep up." Lohan said and we all agreed and went back on practicing.
~One hour later~
We had finished practicing as it was 10.45 and we were all tired. And hungry. So we decided to go down to the kitchen get some snacks and see a movie or something.
We were all at the kitchen loughing and preparing our snacks when I saw Keira heading down the stairs. She wore a mini black dress with high heel boots that went a bit up her knee, under her dress she was wearing a fishnet shirt that went till her elbows. Her make up was intense, her hair looked like a hot mess and she wore silver chunky jewelerry. She was mouthdropping but I soonely realised that she was dressed like a hooker.
"Where are you going?" I asked her, all our attention on her "What do you care?" "Well Im your stepsister and I see you dressed like-like that ready to live the house" I said to her motioning my hand up and down indicating at her outfit. "Well first of all, as you said your my stepsister not my mother. I have her consent to go out so its none of your buisness where Im going and most specifically how Im going. If you want to control someone control your sister. And I think at the age she is she needs more control than an almost adault person." she spat cocking a perfectly shaped eyebrow at me "Watch your mouth little shit. And dont ever compare Mia to yourslef. She is an innocent little child who doesnt dress like a whore ready to be fucked by a bunch of people. " As I said those things I felt a stingy sensation on my cheek. Okay maybe I desrved that slap. "Dont ever talk to me like that again." she said and grapped her coat, bag and keys and slammed the door closed.
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"You should have seen her!! She was literally dressed like a hooker!!"
"Jessica darling I think youre overreacting. I see how my daughter dresses like when she goes out. I think its the perfect thing to whear to a club" Maxine said with her calm voice and I looked at her like crazy. "Look I dont wanna be conservative and all but what she was wearing was really...provokative. If I had a daughter I wouldnt be letting her walking around New York dressed like that!" "Jess, I understand your concerne and Im happy that you care about Keira but I think Max can handle her own daughter." dad said to me with a soft smile "Exactly. I know Keira is responsible and mature and wouldnt do anything harmfull to her. I trust her, and in addition shes not just walking around New York. I know the club she went and she has a time that should be home too. Dont worry Jessica." "Its not her I worry about or dont trust. Its the people around her I know they can be harmfull to her. Whats the name of the club?" "Jessica darling theres really no reas-" "The NAME of the club!" I demanded Maxine as I cut her off "Fine, fine. Drunken Monkey on 5th Avenue." My eyes widened at the name. Its one of the most hard core rave clubs in the city. I didnt say anything to Max and dad and just went upstairs with the guys. As soon as we entered my room and closed the door they all turned to look at me "Damn, this girl really knows how to party" Jim said "Jessica, you know what that club is right? Why didnt you tell your parents?" Erik asked me with a concerned look on his face "Of course I know the club asshole, we ve been there thousand of times, remember? Or is your brain fried up from all the coke" "Hey hey, we do those cokes together bro, and it seems your stepsister does them too." I death stared him and he just looked at the floor. "Jess, why do you even worry? I really dont get you, one moment your talking shit about her and next youre all protected and shit about her." Sam said while hugging me from behind. I scolded her by moving away from her and going to lay in my bed "She may annoy me but I live with her. My dad is in love with her mom, shes my stepsister. Im not that heartless for fucks sake!" "Okay okay, chill ya tits" she said trying to lighten the mood but failed. I was sick worried and all I could think about now was Keira.
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A bit long chapter I know. What do you thing? Was Jessicas reaction wrong? What do you think about her friends? What do you think is gonna happen next chapter? Keep up and dont forget to vote and follow! Kisses <3
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