Chapter Two

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Brielle Pov
I sleepily open my eyes, staring up at the white ceiling above me. "What happened?" I groaned, a dull ache on the side of my arm. I then remembered the occurrence of those men from last night...those men kidnapped me! But, why? I'll have to ask them later.

My eyes cleared up, all remains of sleep washed away. Now, I could view my surroundings better! I sat in a queen sized bed, with silky red sheets all around me. The walls were painted a crisp white and had a few pictures hung up. Mainly of words or quotes, like 'Love' or 'Hope'. I rubbed my head, and then froze.
My hoodie...it was gone... they could see my bruises! Master is going to be so mad! But then again, I had concealer on... I hope it didn't get washed off.

I started to hyperventilate at the thought of getting another beating, one that I really didn't have a part in. "Hey, calm down." A gentle voice whispered, taking a seat on the end of the bed. I looked up and saw the man from yesterday, his name was, I believe, William. "W-who are you, a-and what do you w-want!?" I stuttered pathetically. How did I not see him come in!? Dang. ninja skills.

"Well, love, I am one of your older brothers." The man, William, smiled. "No you aren't. I don't have any siblings." I whispered, looking down at the red sheets that clung to my body. "Well," The man started. "I brought you back here to have a DNA test with me." He said with a small smile. "And, you and I match." My eyes widened at the information. Generally I wouldn't be so trusting but, if you think about it, this is a chance for change. Maybe, just maybe, they won't be abusive. If he truly is my family... maybe I can experience what it's like to be loved and not hated.

"H-how did you know i was your sister?" I asked, staring at him with curious eyes. "Well for one, your eyes. They look exactly like dads and Dallas. And you look exactly the twins." He said.
I nodded and looked down. "You have no idea how long I have waited to see you again." William said, tears sliding down his eyes.

He grabbed me and pushed me into his chest as he hugged me, tears landing on and soaking through my shirt. I didn't know whether to cry in joy, or fear. So, I decided to go with both. Joy as I never had to see Master again, and Fear because he kidnapped me. It was odd, really. My back didn't hurt? I wonder if what they shot my with had some numbing properties in it?

Or he found out... No, that... He doesn't know yet. He won't know. He can't know.

William released me and used the pad of his thumbs to wipe the tears off my face. "Today, you're gonna meet your dad and step-mom and older brothers." He smiled as my eyes widened. "How many brothers do i have?" I asked. "Eight." My mouth opened as my eyes bulged. "I went from being an only child, to having eight brothers." I muttered incredulously. William chuckled and got off the bed, offering me a hand to grab.

I stared at it for a second, and then softly put my hand in his. He gently pulled me up and then wrapped his arm around my shoulder, guiding me to the bedroom door that was already open from when he came in.

"Um, William?" I asked, quietly. "Yes?" He asked, looking down at me with love filled eyes. "Are um- are all my brothers, older?" I asked, looking forward this time. One younger, and Seven older brothers who will be on your tail about everything." I giggled and took notice of how elegant the hall we were walking down looked. 'They must be freaking loaded!' I thought with amazement.

"So, only two of your other brothers are here." William said, and right as he said it, another voice yelled. "Damn it, Kyle!" I jumped at the loud voice. "I'm sure you remember Kyle, right? He was with me last night." I nodded and continued walking with William until we came into a beautiful living room.
It was modern with a touch of elegance.

It was modern with a touch of elegance

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