Hello, my name is Hortense, which is French for hydrangea, I am French and trying to blurt out the story that built up in my mind in english, so I apologize in advance for the typos I missed to correct. I imagined this story after reading part of the Club Alias serie written by KD Robichaux ( if you have never red it, I encourage you to do so, she is amazing!), however, you don't need to know her story to read this one as this is not the same.
Thank you for giving this story a chance. I hope you have a great time readingit, cuties !
xx Hortense
Trigger warnings for the whole story : mention of rape, recollection of a rape, gun and violence
Trigger warnings for this chapter : mention of rape, recollection of a rape
SUTTON :
My name is Sutton, Sutton Walker. I'm 25 and I live, well.. a little everywhere around the globe if you might ask. Right now I'm coming back to the States to seek help from none other than my big brother, Aus Walker.
The taxi parks in front of the big house, actually castle like, that is my brother's crib. I can see through the windows that he is smiling and cooking. Sighing heavily i thank the driver and press my card on the machine to pay for the hella expensive ride i just took. He helps me carry my luggages to the front door, which earns him an extra tip and a gentle nod. Here we are, Sutton, you just have to knock or ring the damn bell. I haven't seen my brother in 3 years, this sounds like ages yet I know the connection will be back to where we left it off.
Gathering all the remaining courage in my body I lift my arm slowly, pause then knock on the hard carbon like door. Not even a second after my fist lifts off the door I see it flying open. Austin looks at me, dumbfounded, which is quite a rare sight, it takes a lot to shake this tall man. I smile sheepishly and wiggle my fingers awkwardly in a shy wave.
"Hi, it's me" I mutter, and just when he opens his mouth I hear a voice coming from behind him. A soft woman's voice, chirping from behind him. A doll like woman appears from behind him." Who is it ?" I clear my throat at her simple question.
Austin still hasn't said a word and his gaze travels down to my suitcases. Biting my lower lip, I start whining " dude, won't you let me ? " He seems to regain his composure and yanks me inside forcefully. Uh oh, look who's angry. I pout and stumble past him, his big hand still wrapped around my biceps. After a secons, he lets go of me and carries my bags inside, I eye him taking care of my beige vanity case and my attentions goes to the woman again.
"well, hello, name's Sutton Walker, i'm his lil sister but it seems he is not that happy to see me." I pretend to be hurt and theatrically bring one hand to my chest to emphaze the emotion. He finally, shows something when his brows furrow and his gaze hardens. He crosses his arms on his chest.
"Omg, you are the small Sutton he talked me about ! I'm Sophia !" she extends her hand for me to shake and I can feel how warm and gentle she is. We shake hands and I tilt my head to the side, still waiting for Austin to finally acknowledge me. " im surprised he mentioned me, I haven't been the sweetest sister recently. " Reflecting on my past behavior has been one of the reasons i decided to finally come HOME. It had been much easier to just roam around the world, no strings attached than anchoring myself in a bubble that would eventually burst. Well it sure did burst in a dirty way. I clear my throat and tuck one of my short chestnut locks behind my ear.
" look... I am sorry Austin. For coming in unannounced but i thought you'd be ... happier about seeing me." After not giving you any news for 6 months. I pause just in case he wants to butt in but he stays silent and its driving me nuts. A roar of anger slowly fills my chest and I inevitably start lashing out...just like i always do " whatever ! Im leaving ! You suck !" spinning on my heels, i hastily gather my bags. The rolling suitcase, the vanity case anf the sport bag. Ego and pride are just too heavy, i know he is pissed at me for going MIA on him, but i never knew how to put my pride aside. And take accountability for my actions ? He dont want me around, fine !
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