Date: April 16th, 2013
Location: Atlanta, Georgia - Alex's House::.
Kiara. .
I knocked on Alex's door, and she answered it.
"Hey chica," she greeted me with a hug. I hugged back, and sighed. She looked at me, and can tell I've been crying. "What's wrong Kiara?" she asked. I shook my head looking down. "Nothing."
"Well, come in my room," she said. We both walked into her room, and I plopped onto her beanie chair. She sat on the bed, and looked down. "Well," she started. "Let's find something to get in to."
I nodded, and stood up. She grabbed my shoulders, and my eyes widened. "What is the matter with you?" she declared. I sighed. "I told my mom about Chresanto," I said looking down. "Oh," she said slowly. "Well, at least she knows now."
I sighed, and nodded. I guess she's right. Then, my iPhone started to buzz. It was Chresanto. I looked at Alex, and she had worry written all over her face. "Answer it," she worried.
I pressed my talk button, and put the phone against my ear. "Yes Chresanto.." I remarked. He chuckled, and I tell he's smirking. "What you doing?" he asked. "None of your buisness!" I replied. "You're with Alex, aren't you?" he said. I looked at Alex. "Why?" I sassed.
"You don't have to get smart. You know you're coming home when mom gets off-" I cut him off. "When MY mom gets off," I corrected. He went silent. I could tell that pissed him off. He haven't had a mom in his life since he was four. "You got that one," he growled through the phone. Then, he hung up. I just got myself in big trouble.
I hung up the phone, and sighed.
"What? What he say," Alex intrigued anxiously. I shook my head. "Nothing."
She sighed, and laid back in her bed. I turned on her TV, knowing that I'm gonna get it when I get home.
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That's the second part of it!
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Sidenote: sorry it's short :/ {P.S I'm gonna start to name the chapters ( ;}
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Questions; what do you think her mom is gonna do? what do you think Chresanto is gonna do to Kiara?
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The Step Brother
Misteri / ThrillerI'm Kiara. Kiara Wilson. I am fifteen, turning sixteen. I used to have the best life any teen could ask for. But, then my mom married the wrong man. Don't get me wrong, I love my step dad. Just, my step brother. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.