A/N: Just a quick reminder that this story contains sensitive content, including sexual assault, physical abuse, gaslighting, and grooming. Please proceed with caution. Things will get very dark.
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As I stepped out of the cab, my eyes widened at the sight of my sister's California home. It was a world away from the rural landscape I was used to. The house was a marvel, with clean lines and large windows that let the golden sunlight pour in, illuminating the interior.
The air was different here, devoid of the familiar scent of cow manure that clung to the air back home. Here, it smelled lush, like the verdant greenery that surrounded the house. Palm trees swayed gently in the backyard, their fronds rustling in the light breeze. The front yard was a riot of green, a well-manicured lawn dotted with a variety of plants that added a splash of color to the landscape.
As I approached the house, a pang of awe and a twinge of unease hit me. This was a world apart from what I knew, and I was stepping into it unprepared. But as I rang the doorbell, I straightened my back, trying to trick my brain into feeling confident. This was my new life, and I had to be ready to embrace it.
Soon the door swung open to reveal Lily. At 5'5, Lily was always seen as petite and adorable. As my older sister, she was always caring, and occasionally teasing. But now she just held her arms open, ready for an embrace, to welcome me into our new life.
"Adam!" She exclaimed and quickly pulled me into a hug, squealing excitedly into my ear. I awkwardly returned the hug, trying to fix the bag over my shoulder that she nearly knocked off me.
"Hi," I said when her excitement finally died down enough for a word.
"Come in," She ushered me into the entryway, the coolness of the house helping dispel my unease. Moving was never easy but at least there was going to be air conditioning.
Lily immediately began her tour of the home. High walls with windows just as tall. It was luxurious and I couldn't help my mouth falling open with awe. Lily giggled at my reaction, excitedly taking me from room to room as she chatted about Dominic's work as an architect. It sounded incredibly boring so my mind zoned most of it out. This was not the kind of life Lily and I grew up in and it made me feel small, out of place. Lily seemed to recognize my growing discomfort so she led me to the back of house.
"We've got a room for you back here," She said, leading me down the only dark hallway of the house. It was somewhat of a relief, less open to the world. She opened a door, leading me into a small room.
"You can unpack your stuff here," She said.
It was the smallest room in the house so far but still decently sized. Sun shone brightly through the windows, my eyes immediately drawn to the lush garden outside the window. It was far different to the yellow and brown I was used to back home. The small room held a queen sized bed at the far side of the room, covered in a simple black comforter. There was a desk, dresser, and a small closet, but nothing else to the room. It was so ordinary that I immediately felt more comfortable.
"Thanks," I sat my bag down onto the bed, my eyes scanning the empty space on the walls. I sat down and bounced experimentally on the bed, pleased to find that it was memory foam.
"Decorate however you want. It's a blank canvas," Lily said excitedly.
"Alright," I said, though had no intention to mess with the space. Even back at my parents house my walls were pretty bare. Out of the two of us, Lily was the artist. She had many creative hobbies that I never really took an interest in.
"When is it that your classes start?" She asked, gliding over to the desk. She plunked herself down onto the computer chair and began spinning in it.
"August 16th." I said. My classes would start in about eight weeks, giving me the whole summer to adjust to Lily's lavish lifestyle.
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