Secrets

two

So this is chapter 2! There will be non-consensual discipline of a minor so if that bothers you don't read. Any hate comments will be deleted.

Enjoy!

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I plugged in my headphones to my gold iPhone 6 and put on James Bay once I had calmed down a little. His voice is amazing; I could listen to him all day. I turned down the volume and drifted off to sleep.

I was in a room with nothing in it but windows out looking a huge garden. There were no doors, no way for me to escape. I sensed a movement outside so I rushed to the closest window and looked down. There was a boy walking about the gardens with blonde hair and well toned muscles. He was fairly cute, maybe even hot, but I couldn't see his face. Frustrated, I punched the window, making a loud banging sound. Surprised, the boy looked up. But it was like time slowed down, and the more I wanted to see his face, the slower he moved. Just as I was about to see his eyes, I was jolted awake.

"God fucking dammit!" I cursed, ready to strangle the intruder. That boy was really cute, and I was about to meet him. Grrrr...

"Isabella" a low growl came from my right side. I looked up and saw no other than dick face, my brother.

"What the fuck to you want asshole?" I shot, still irritated from not seeing Mr. Dreamy. It didn't exactly help that my brother woke me up either.

"Hey! Watch your language!" Louis warned me. Pfftttt. As if. You walk back into my life after 3 years of nothing and you expect me to be a perfect little angel? No thanks. I looked back into his cold blue eyes and saw anger flash through them. It gave me an idea.

Smirking, I smiled big and wide. "Well, I'm soooo sorry about my language dick face. It must have fucking slipped out. Why would you care anyways? You were a shitty brother to start with and you never gave 2 fucks about me. Why don't you do me a favor and shove a dick up your ass? Oh wait? You and your gay band mates do that to each other every night, I forgot" (I don't think of the band like this at all. This is only for the purpose of the story). After finishing up, I smile triumphantly at my brother.

I almost stopped breathing when I saw the look on his face. You know those cartoon tv shows where the character gets so mad that their face turn bright red and steam comes out of their ears? That's basically Louis right now. Shit. he looks hella pissed. Maybe the whole band mate fucking session thing was a little too far. Gulping, I gave a small smile and stuttered a barely audible "sorry loubear"

"Isabella Marie! You know better than that. I don't know what your mother has been letting you do these past years but it's going to come to an end right now. You're now under my supervision and that means no swearing. Understood?" he fumed. Yup, cue the steam and red face. But then I thought through this. He couldn't do anything about me. Louis would just ground me, and trust me, it doesn't work. I sneak out, he grounds me again, and so on. So really, he has nothing against me.

"No." I spat back. I needed to show him that he wasn't gonna just walk back into my life. He needed to earn my trust.

"What did u say to me?" his voice got lower and quieter, now merely above a whisper, but it rattled my bones to the core. Gulp.

"I-I-I said n-no" I stammered out. Fuck Bella why'd you stutter. Anger flashed in my brother's eyes and they quickly turned into a deep ocean blue. Crap. He's mad now. Louis is the oldest of One Direction at 21, so I don't think he's used to people telling him no. He definitely doesn't like his little sister of 4 years telling him no; I've never seen him this angry. It couldn't have been just me cursing; it usually takes a lot of mistakes put together to make him mad. Shit. I slapped him 3 times and basically told him to kill himself today. Yeah, he's 100% gonna kill me...