I'm Your What?!

This Is Just The Begining

I'm Your What?! Chapter 1 - This Is Just The Begining

We walked up to the front of the house up the stone path.

"Well, were home." he said with a warm smile.

He kissed me softly on the lips. Everything in my life was absolutly perfect right now. Nothing could ruin my serenity. The beautiful sunset, the birds chirrping for their little ones to rest, Alexander and I, our new house, my water breaking. Wait... what? My water broke?!

"My water just broke!" I screamed.

"What does that mean?" he said calmly. Probably because he doesn't know what that means. Thus the question... you know what nevermind.

"IT MEANS I'M HAVING THE BABY YOU DIM WITTED TWIT!" I yelled at him. Man, does labor turn you into a bitch or what? Oh, wait. Silly me. I have to go back and tell you the rest of the story before this. You know, the part that explains all of this? Yeah, well let's just go back to the morning of when it all began.

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I felt the vibration of my phone that was slowly waking me up. I groggily opened my eyes. Alexander blinked and sat up a bit. I continued to lay down and read my text sideways. Hey, wanna hang today? It was from Kayley. Sure. I relpied. Great! She sent back. I rolled over burrying my face into his warm, soft chest.

Wait... that's not far enough.

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I woke up harshly to the sound of yelling and screaming, as usual. My parents are fighting again I thought. I sat up in bed slowly before rubbing my eyes and clearing my vision. I stretched my arms and felt my back crack as I yawned.

I went to my closet and picked out my once-normal black t-shirt that now was all cut up and had holes along the sides and was somewhat low cut. I threw on a pair of black skinny jeans too, and grabbed my EXTREMELY high-top converse. Literally they go just below my knees. I love them so much. They were almost impossible to find! I only found them in Euros, and it is a pain having to switch U.S. Dollars to Euros to buy a pair of shoes. But its worth it!

I went over to my vanity and plugged in my straightener, then straightened my long, black hair as I do every morning. I did my side bangs too. I unplugged it and went over to my door and took my favorite hoodie off the hook on the door. I slipped into it and zipped it up. Then I reached over my bed and unplugged my phone then stuffed it into my back pocket in my skinny jeans. I turned around and looked into the mirror. I could see my bright blue eyes filled with sadness. My fair skin matched my eyes and hair perfectly. Although, black is not my natural hair color. It's more like a reddish-brown, almost like an auburn color.

"Ruby! Hurry up! Your going to be late! Ethan! Justin! You too!" I heard my mom hollar to us from downstairs. I opened my door and started to head downstairs, noticing my two brothers doing the same. Ethan, being the oldest of us three, gets the largest room. Me and Justin get the smaller ones, but our parents get the biggest one, the master bedroom.

Ethan has light brown hair, almost a dark blonde. He has long hair that sweeps across his face just like Justins and mine. With piercing green eyes and a beautiful face. A lot of girls like my brothers because they think they're "hot" because they both play football and have washboard-abs. But, they actually aren't that bad looking. And Justin has natural black hair, with bright blue eyes like mine. Because I recently died my hair people always ask if were twins, we are -fraternal- but we look pretty much exactly the same with the exception of our hair, but he was born one minute before me.