The Pain That Grows Us

Chapter Thirty

"You bitch!" Cynthia, I think, screams at Alice finally realizing they are wearing the same shade of red.

This party is too long and has my skin crawling. Alice looks at me with a told you so look and turns her attention to my fathers current whore. Max jerks his head towards the door from across the room and I nod my head subtly.

"I am the bitch?" Alice snorts, giving everyone the show they want, providing us a way to escape. Thank fuck for happy accidents.

"You are the one who showed up to my party, wearing the same color as me." Cynthia shrieks, quiet laughter making its way through the room. We all know whose party this is, and we all know she won't be around after tonight.

"Ryan, get your whore." our father's face red with anger as he barks at Ryan.

Alice moves as if she is going to teach my father a lesson, but Ryan wraps his arm around her waist pulling her to his chest. Our father however saw what she was attempted to do and his eyes darken to a level of evil that sends a shudder through me. We need to fucking leave now. I knew it would be a fucking masacre if father ended up anywhere near Alice.

The twins part the crowd for Ryan as he holds onto Alice leaving the party, Danny stays by my side as our father looks at us. Our fathers eyes flicker with disgust as he takes in Danny standing next to me. His presence might be required, but our father still sees him less than, as nothing more than a bug on the bottom of his shoe. Which doesn't say much, because I think he sees Ryan and I the same way, he just tries to hide it better.

Huffing a laugh I follow the rest of my brothers out of the party. I needed him to see that we are a unified front, even if he doesn't think so. That we stand by each other even when someone is causing a fucking scene. A scene we forced, but a scene no less.

"That was a nightmare." Danny breathes out when we are half way down the steps.

"Your whore? Who the fu- who does she think she is?" Alice says, staring at Justin who is staring over Max's shoulder listening to every word we say.

"I think we made a new record." Zane smiles, "We only had to suffer through two rounds of that god awful food they serve, and we skipped the speech this year. Not to mention the main course that goes on for eternity."

"Yeah, but now we haven't had dinner and everything is closed." Damon complains.

"I swear you all would starve if you didn't have me in your lives." Alice sighs, taking her hair down as the valet pulls up in Ryan's car.

"As if." Damon scoffs, but he would starve if he didn't have Alice around. The man who is constantly eating acts as if food just magically appears in front of him whenever he is hungry.

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Laughter fills the room as we all tug at the clothes that we have wearing for too fucking long. One of these days we will remember to put a change of clothes in the car so we can change on the drive back to the house, if there is a next time. I don't know how many of these parties we can suffer through.

"Okay, you boys get the game on and stay out of the kitchen. I have a lot of food to cook and not enough time to cook it." Alice commands, taking charge of the thanksgiving feast she always gives us no matter how long we are at the party.

"Yeah, cause we can't smell the turkey in the oven." Justin says sarcastically flopping down on the sofa.

Alice stares at him with wide eyes, as if that was unexpected. He lives with all of us, he is bound to pick up on the fucking sarcasm and language. I am just surprised it took him this long to pick up on the latter. I thought one of his first words was going to be fuck.