You found me.

"Jordyn! Choose. Me or him!" Those few words cut me like a knife as looked at Landon and Cameron with a flare of anger and hurt flashing through their eyes.

I took a deep sigh and looked out the window, the first snowfall of the season began to cover the green ground. I prayed it was a dream and when I looked back from the window it would all be gone, the hurt and fear and most of all the hard decision I knew I had to make.

"Me or him" Cameron said faintly almost a whisper as his once bold blue eyes turned into pitiful violet pools. Seeing Cameron looking so vurnable, so fearful, it was so complex for me. To see someone so strong, so confident look so doubtful.

I shut my hazy eyes tightly to prevent the newly burning tears to stream down my face. "Don't make me cho-" I began to say before Landon's echoing stern voice made me jump.

"Choose!" He demanded, his eyes turned cold and daring with a small frown upon his thin soft lips. His blonde hair rolled off the side of his face. Covering his forehead.

I knew who ever I 'chose' my life would never be the same.

* 7 months Earlier *

"Dad!" I shouted as I closed the moving truck's door. "That's all the boxes!"

"Wow, already? Well let me help you bring this in" dad proceeded.

I handed him a box that said 'fine china'. I watched as dad quickly walked into the house. He stood at 6'4 which was huge to me.

His jet black hair soon became coated by strains of grey hair. He's chocolate brown skin still had no cracks or age detail to it.

I walked swiftly into the house and just took a moment to fully come to the realization that dad and I moved out of our simple yet comfortable 2 bed room house about 3 miles away for this huge 5 bedroom mini mansion.

The backyard was very spacious, being covered by dense trees that stood tall and strong around the summer time like this. My room was still empty as hell but I was excited to furnish it.

"Finally here huh?" Dad asked snapping me back into reality. 

"Uh yeah..." I said with a fake chuckle. 

"Grace and Cameron are coming over to help unpack okay?" Dad said with draping his arm loosely around my tense shoulder. 

"Um okay." I tucked my wavey black hair behind my hair trying not to show the disgusting look I had planted on my face.

Just the words Cameron made me cringe, go figure the ONLY guy I hate with a burning passion is gonna be my fucking stepbrother. Someone shoot me now.