My alarm clock, in the form of winged piglet, awakes me with an annoying noise which it offers me every morning.I reach out my hand to the right bedside and I instinctively look after that damned piglet.
After I hit myself twice of the corner of hard wood bedside, i find the tail that makes it quiet. When the peace dominates in the bedroom, I open my eyes,sad that I can not sleep more. I lift my head, numb because of sleep an one of piglet's little hands shows 10 a.m. I slept enough for today, I say for myself and easly sigh.
My naked legs are touching the white carpet and I like the feeling that it produces to me since it is fluffy. I am looking my slippers with feet, as I did with the clock and hardly get up from the bad. My toothbrush is already in my mouth,full with toothpaste, doing its morning and night job. I spit the minty toothpaste in the wide sink and too big just for me.
My hair,brown and long, was a mess that scarced me so I caught it in a ponytail at back. I turn my head in all directions. I have had a neck ache sign that I slept badly last night. I go out on the bathroom door, looking for my iPhone in the bed. I find it besides my math book,under the pillow. No surprise i slept awry if felt asleep with a book of a palm thicknessunder my head. I had no message, but soon i wanted to laugh because anyway I have no friend who could sent me any message in the morning,but the fact that i check it is a bad habbit that every teenager who is 17 has it.I let my phone fall back among the thick bedding and I go towards my bedroom' s door, fury that i have to meet the rest of my colleagues.
''-Morning'' sais a voice from the end of the wide hall.
I turn my head,sighing and i see a sleepy Bryan,just like me,coming toward the stairs which were leading to the ground floor. His black hair,crop-eared was easly rumpled, and his right hand was busy to rub his right eye because of sleep.
''-Yeah,whatever'' I replie to his morning-greeting.
When he got to my right, I pulled out a short gasp,whisking my hands immediately to my mouth. He nicked me in the ass.
''-Stop it,i' ve just woke up''I tell him very fussy,pushing his hand away from my body that he shouldn't touch it.
I hope my dad or Nicol didn't hear me, specially my dad. Bryan sighs and bored of my old reactions to his touches, he descends polished wooden stairs with careless steps.
My eyes roll back into my head,very pissed. Me and my dad have formed a family two years ago with these two crazy , Bryan who keeps persecuting me and Nicol, my stepmother. Dad loves her so much and this is very hard for me because he was very sad since my mom's funeral,and now he found that bally Nicol, he doesn't let her. She is mean and makes me only troubles. I've almost been sent to boarding damned school because of her. I laughed when I heard her ideea and of course, Bryan made har change her mind. Of course, he is her ''baby'', and Bryan did that just because he wants me here, close to him so he can torture me from all corners of the house.
And Bryan,my sweet 18 years old brother is touching my body like i would be his plush toy, plus that i let him,wishing to hit him, because if i told him,the world would crumble into jis head. I miss my mother and her parfume that i kept in the wardrobe in my bedroom,in the drawer where i have my underwere. She had the most beautiful hair and the last time i saw the smile that was always making me smile was when she died of cancer four years ago. No Claire, don't think about this. Don't cripple your morning.
I descend the stairs where i was stearing for five minutes and enter in the big and bright kitchen. I find my dad at the table, with a coffee and a newspaper besides damn Nicol,who got married with my father just for his money, eating the expensive breakfast that before meeting us, she would never afford it.
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Dark Revenge (English Version ✔)
FanfictionBună! Eu doar traduc această carte,originalul este scris de @LiveNiceTimes. Am primit acordul autoarei pentru a o traduce. Lectură plăcută! Hey! I am just translating this book,the original is written by @LiveNiceTimes. I received the consent of the...