Adopted By My Step Brothers

Chapter 15 "Lost"

Who am I?

I am Ariel Winters.
Child of dead parents.
Oh wait dead mom because I don't have a father.

I am physically, emotionally and spiritually alone. Darkness has consumed me. I am no longer a person, I don't feel like I exist anymore.

I now wake up in my quiet bedroom alone.
I'm not wrapped up between Kingsley and Kale's bodies anymore. I am alone.
I am.

I have been in the house alone for a full seven days now. I haven't heard from anyone. Kingsley hasn't answered his phone and neither has Kale. I couldn't understand it. Where was he? He did nothing wrong, nothing at all but it seems like he abandoned me too. As much as I tried to give him the benefit of doubt, I couldn't put it past him to have agreed to leave me here as well and go with his brother. Why else wouldn't he answer my calls? Kingsley surprised me by leaving and his brother must had followed.

I barely sleep. I stay in my dark bedroom with my curtains closed and the door locked and shut. I haven't left my room since the day that Kingsley left which was a week ago. I cannot see their room. I cannot walk past their room. Every time I think about the fact that they are not here my body shakes violently and I am in tears all over again.

I stay up until the sun goes down and then I watch it come up from the cracks of my curtains. I always fall asleep a little after the sun comes up and then I wake up screaming and crying, then I dial both of there cell phone numbers to just hear the voicemail pick up.

Oh my god.

I massaged my fingers through my hair and rubbed my scalp. Squeezing my eyes shut.

They left.

I pull my legs to my chest holding together as I rock back and forth trying my best to calm down.

They are not here anymore. My mind repeated.

You are all alone.

"Oh...my...God!" I screamed letting out all of my frustration. "Why did you leave!" I screeched to the ceiling as if they were here and could hear me. I hope they felt my emotions through the mate bond. I hope they felt how broken I was. How alone I was.

Maybe they would come back if they felt I was hurting too much but part of me felt like they were never coming back. Especially Kingsley. How could the baby not be his? He'd been having sex with the girl for who knows how long before I came along. Even if the baby didn't belong to him he still willingly left. He willingly walked out that door and didn't fight to stay. He didn't fight to bring me, he did nothing but leave me.

How was that love?

Nothing and I mean nothing could describe the pain I felt. I cried and cried and cried some more. Time was going slower and slower and all I could do was think. Think and replay what happened. I knew something was wrong with Kingsley. He kept hugging me too long, holding me too long, kissing me like it was going to our last. I noticed it all but I didn't think he was actually going to go.

I squeezed my pillow on top of my head and screamed into my bed as loudly as I could. My stomach was empty from dry heaving and puking every few hours. I didn't eat, only sipped from the half filled water bottles in my room. I had to pinch my nose every once in a while to stop my sobs so I could breath.

As the hours passed by and day turned to night and night turned to day again I stayed awake and cried thinking about how this all went wrong.

Kale must have talked to Kingsley and when he found out that Kingsley was leaving Kale decided to leave me too. They didn't care about me. If they did they would have stayed.