Seduction and destruction

1-Turn The Next One. - Indie

I turn the next page.

I always do that. Why wouldn't you? Usually when you're ready with one page you go for the next one. That's how it works. Everything has it's own way, like a piramide, a logical way
of explaining it.

"Die mom calls for dinner!" I hear my sister's yelling, I close my book and stand.

Being the oldest daughter from the three children in the family of Grayson says a lot. For example you must not need, must protect them, must be the one saving them. And I know no one would say it out loud, that's why I'm saying in my mind.

It's better this way.

Easier.

I sit on the table with my book as I open it again.

"Don't run you little shit!"

Focus.

"Will! Will the fourth!" She yells again.

This people. I sight drinking my portocal juice. Now people might think it's childish to still drink this, giving the thought I'm sixteen but what can I do if I like it. It looks sweet and all sunny but it's actually bitter, that's why I like it.
I meet dad's green eyes. He winks at me with his lazy green eyes. I smile, not a real smile but a true one even if it's a tiny one, they're used to.

I've always liked dad's eyes.
Don't get me wrong I like mom's eyes. Brown is a good color. But it's not like I took her brown honey eyes, it's like a cruel joke from the universe that mine were like a dark chocolate.

The loudest they could, they sat at the table, shaking it.

I saw mom's warm smile when dad started chuckling.My sibling started laughing too. My sister looks at me with her green eyes and wild white teeth open up. Unlike me, my younger sister, Finn is wild one the same as our younger brother Will, it's actually William but he gets angry when we call him that.

The name Grayson is big here in Thunder Bay, our great grandfather is senator. But not only our name is a big here.
She pushed her dark brown curly hair unlike me again, hers was shorter.

"Why don't you leave your book for a second Indie?" Mom asked looking at me. I smiled and put it down. Dad chuckled lightly. Unlike me and mom dad was sunshine. Not only with his green eyes and light brown hair. But he had easy going character like my siblings. I've never thought of him like a strict father. He was my friend ,a sunshine friend actually.

Lucky Will,as he took his name he also took his looks.He was a copy of dad while I was copy of mom. The only person who took from both was Finn.

"Mmm, mom..." Finn started while eating.
"Finn I told you to not talk while eating, you can choke."She drinked form her glass.
"We are going out. We will meet with the gang." Will said as I rolled my eyes. Mom chuckled this time I give her knowing look. Who'd say gang in the twentieth first century?

I know mom, I know.

The gang he means.
My parents have those friends, we are kind of friends with their children. I'm saying kind of, for me, my siblings are totally friends with them. The other names I said are theirs.

Grayson, Fane, Mori and Torrance.

"Pass." I say drinking.
I'm not in a mood for those little wannabes who like to at around,just because they're adults, well some of them with kids brain, doesn't mean I am.

"Die! Dad tell her something!" Finn bursted out. My sister one day will blow my ears.
"Why don't you go with them? Go out a little have fun, you're always locking yourself in your room." He pointed his brows.
I looked at mom.
"If she doesn't want to, don't make her."
Thanks mom. It's not about them.

It's about him.

Him.

Finn looked at me.

Don't you dare.

If she says something about yesterday. I'm screwed.

I stared at her seeing her smile as she opened her mouth.
"Its fine I'll go." I say smiling. Before hearimg more I say and get up.
"I changed my mind."I smile looking at dad's exposed tattoo for the last time and walk up to my room.

It's not big deal, dad has many tattoos and I mean many but this one is strange one.
I push my hair away.
If I didn't like it that much I'd cut it already. It's too wavy and curly.

I took clothes from my wardrobe and dress up.While looking in the mirror without knocking my sister walks in. I know it's her. She always does that.
Unlike my long wavy hair, she has some stuff in her short braids with different earrings.My black polo and dark brown skirt with oversized black sweatshirt, she's with white tank top and low oversized jeans.

I glare at her taking my bag and put my book in. She smiles at me waiting for me.
I walk past her as she huggs me immediately.
"Don't be like that, Die!" She smiled.
"Why did you use that against me?" I whisper as we walk down. I thought we had a deal this girl.
"Like you don't use other stuff against me.Plus what is this between you two? It's like both of you want trouble. " She says genuinely confused .

Yeah well.

I see my twelve years old brother on his phone and unlike his big sisters he is excited a bit too much.
I'd like to not know why but I do.

But why it needs to be her?

His sister.

"Finally!" He says sighing. I write we're out to dad and mom as we walk out.

The fountain. Their meet spot.

In the middle of the city in the dark corner was a fountain. A dark one for a popular teens actually. All the wannabes go there to be accepted from the cool kids as they like to think. I'd never be with them if my siblings weren't with them. I'm not around usually too much but it's still annoying to be around twofaced people.

But I must say the fountain is really a masterpiece.

Mom and Damon Torrance did a good work.

Mom sketches,he builds.
That's their business. Struction.

Unlike them Dad's on the senator business.

Unilke them I don't want to be in these business.

"Gunnar is here!" My sister yells too happy for a bad, I'm sure. I see little Octavia there too, his sister.
"I'm off!" I hear my brother before he vanishes. The kid might be young but he is way faster than sixteen and fourteen years old girls. Me and my sister we don't like to say this out loud but we do feel proud of that fact.

Seriously. For all the people they could like. Why his siblings?

I just hope for only one person.

To not be there.

I don't want him there I don't want to see him there. I don't want to see him at all.

The only person I dislike in this word.

I look around and notice him there around the corner sitting on the bench, smirking as he put the cigarette in his mouth. Staring at me with his light blue eyes I could still feel the darkness from them.

He wasn't only staring at me. He was daring me. After yesterday's parade when he throw the eggs on me. He had the same look.

Daring one.

You except everyone to run away?

Guess what?

I walk towards him.

Ivarsen Torrance didn't guess this time. I wasn't going to run as always.

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