I wake up to someone licking my face. I open my eyes and see my German Shepard, Princess, looking down at me, wagging her tail happily. She licks me once more on the cheek and barks playfully.
"Good morning to you too, Princess." I laugh out. Princess gets off my queen sized bed and walks to my bedroom door and barks again. "Okay, I'm getting up. Give me a minute." I go into my bathroom, half the size of my room, and do my business. Princess barks again as I'm walking out the bathroom. "I'm coming. Dang your worse than Dad."
"Well thats not a very nice thing to say about your father, LaurenJames." says a voice.
I look at my now open door and see my dad standing there, a smile playing on his lips. "Dad, call me that again and I'll disown you." I say, half serious, staring into his brown eyes.
He chuckles. "Doubt it. You couldn't survive without your dear, old Dad around, L.J."
"Dont you have somewhere to be, Dad?" I ask eyeing his messy hair.
He smiles and ruffles my light brown hair. "Now our hair styles match." he chuckles. "After you feed your little monster," he pats Princess on the head "I want you to get ready, we have a guess coming over and you will need to look your best." He kissed my head and walks out, leaving the door open.
"What the heck?" I ask as I stare where he just was. I shake my head, dismissing Dads weird behavior and walk out my room.
Princess nudges me and I look down at her. She looks down the hallway then back at me. I raise my eyebrow. "Your on." I say as I take off down the hallway. Princess barks and catches up to me. I run down the stairs and slip on the last step, causing me to fall half onmy butt and half on my elbow. "Dammit!"
I look down at my elbow to see a small puddle of blood. My breathing starts to quicken and I start to get dizzy. I've never been a fan of blood. Just the smell of it grosses me out. Princess comes up to me to see why I wasn't chasing her and looks down at my elbow. She walks over it, not on it, in an attempt to cover it, and barks loudly multiple times.
Dad comes in from the kitchen door angry. "Princess, what the-Oh my God, L.J! Cover your mouth!" he shouts as he picks me up from the ground.
"Smart dog." I mumble before I give in to the dizziness and pass out.
I woke up to the sound of Princess barking like a mad man and Dad yelling at her to behave. What is that all about? I look down at my elbow and see that it is rapped up and Tylenol on my night stand. I take the pills, pull on blue shorts, a white tank-top and a white pair of two inch heels. I walk down the stairs after I brushed my hair and did my make-up to see why my dog was barking.
I get to the bottom step and see a man, a boy and a woman. The man looks to be in thier late fortys or early fiftys. He has shaggy black hair and blue eyes. The boy looks around my age-19 or 20- with the same hair as the other guy and beautiful blue-green eyes. The woman also had black hair but green eyes and looked the same age as the first man.
Princess seemed to be barking at the one with beautiful eyes. "Princess, come." I say loudly. She immediately stops barking and comes to my side, licking my hand. "Good girl." I say as I pat her head. Everyone looks at me. The man and the woman, happily, the boy with hatred--What the heck?-- and Dad with sadness in his eyes. "Dad?" I asked worried as to why he looks that way. His eyes get watery and I rush to his side as he falls down on the couch. "Dad! Whats wrong?!" I say as I rub his back.
"I'm so sorry, Baby. I never wanted this to happen. We were stupid and desperate back then. I had to do it! Please don't hate me!" he breaks down, leaning towards me with leading eyes.
"Daddy, whats wrong? I would never hate you. Why would I? I love you. Calm down." I say as I hug him and rub his back more.
"Whats going on, LaurenJames?" I hear a voice say. I look up to see my mom. I haven't seen her in months. She does this modeling thing, its annoying. Don't get me wrong. I love my mother, she's just gone all the time.
I looked into her hazel eyes, with a worried expression on my face. "I don't know. He just broke down when I came down stairs. Mom who are those people?" I ask looking at the family staring at me and Dad.
"Oh. That is the Conner family." Mom says noticing them in the room. She walks over to me on the couch and sits next to Dad, holding his hand.
"Well, they need to leave. Now. Dad was fine until they came." I say protectively.
"Honey, your gonna be living with them now." Mom says softly.
I look at her with disbelief and Princess starts to growl at the Conner family once again. "What did you just say?" I asked with anger in my tone.
"Honey, I'm sorry, but we don't have a choice. We made the agreement a long time ago."
"And what exactly was the agreement, Mother?" I say with the same tone.
"Well, believe it or not, right before I got pregnant with you, we had nothing. We were barley making it. Then we met the Conner family and they said they would help us. But the only thing we had to do was marry off our first born daughter to their son. So we agreed, being desperate. We were able have untill you were eighteen then you had to move in with them and marry their son." Mom said this slowly, as if talking to a child.
"But I'm not eighteen. I'm seventeen. Surely you know your only kids age." I say just as slowly
"Well your birthday is in a few months." says the woman standing by the door.
I give her the death glare. "No one asked you, lady. I'm talking to my mother." I say with a cold tone.
"LaurenJames Smith!" Mom yelled. "Apologize now!"
I roll my eyes. "Whatever. Sorry lady."
"Her name is not 'lady'. LaurenJames."
"Well first of all you didn't tell me their names. Second of all, do NOT call me that!"
Mom pointed at the lady. "Camiel Conner." she points at the man "Isacc Conner." she then point at the boy "Kenith Conner."
"Wait. Married? You have got to be kidding me!" I scream, jumping up. "I am NOT marring him!" I yell pointing at Kenith.
"You swear like I want to marry you." he says in a disgusted tone.
I walk up to him and push him against the wall. "You do not want to make an enemy of me, Kenith Conner." I say with a cold tone. I walk to the stairs and look back. "Princess, come." and walk up to my room, slamming the door.
I had all my bags packed and was on my way to the air port. I said goodbye to Dad and Mom and Princess. They wouldn't let me take her. Jerks. There was two limo's and they made me ride with Kenith.
"Why don't you like it when they call you LaurenJames?" he asks out of nowhere.
I look at him weird. "Because that's too long and I like the way L.J sounds."
I say slowly. "Why?"
"Just wondering."
The rest of the ride was silent. When we got to the air port, we had a private plane waiting for us. I get in, trying to hide the shock on my face and take a window seat. Kenith takes a seat next to me and the pilot gets on the intercom, telling us to buckle our seat belts.
I buckle mine and grip the arm rests. I'm not a real fan of flying either. Hate it with a passion.
Kenith looks at me with an amused expression. "Not a fan of flying?"
"Shut it, Kenith." He chuckles and unbuckles me when were in the air. I look out the window them close my eyes, trying to get some sleep. Right before I fall sleep, I feel a pair of lips on mine.