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"We are your brothers remember"

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"We are your brothers remember"

What are they doing??
How do they know I live here??

"What the fuck are you guys doing here?
I thought I told you to leave me alone" I finally respond giving them an angry look

" I know your angry and curious to why we are here especially at this time but, we need to talk to you" Aiden tells me

"Well like I told you before I don't want or need to talk to you." I was about to turn around and leave when they grabbed me

Again....

"Can you hear us out for one fucking second and chill with your fucking attitude!?" Ethan says

Im honestly not surprised by his outburst.
He has always been a quick fuse

"Don't fucking touch me again" I say in a deadly calm voice trying to make sure I don't rip his arm off

"Chill Ethan she's already mad don't want to piss her off even more." Aiden tells him trying to calm him down

"Fine" he lets me go and steps back

"Look we don't have to talk now but can we at least talk tomorrow in the morning when we are all not tired?" He says and I notice the desperation in his face

"Ok tomorrow twelve pm sharp don't be late because I'll never do this again." I warn, giving in to his proposal

Dumb bitch couldn't even resist

Shut the hell up for once-

"Ok great, wait but which is your apartment?" He asks

"That's for you to figure out." With that I walk away leaving them clue less

Once I'm in my apartment I see the note Mrs. Jackson left and check on Issac who is fast asleep on the mattress

I then get ready to go to sleep and jump in my bed and cuddle up against Issac for comfort

"Can't fucking believe I have to actually see them tomorrow" I mumble to myself and then let my sleep fully consume me

☾˙❀‿❀˙☽ ☾˙❀‿❀˙☽

                ☾˙❀‿❀˙☽     ☾˙❀‿❀˙☽

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