Good Girl Gone Bad - Sequel to Good Boy Gone Bad - *Completed*

8 - I Have a Half Brother!?

I ended up throwing that folder onto the table before running into my room. I picked up my phone and instantly called Billy, who instantly answered. "Baby is everything okay?"

"No, I can't be here Billy," I cried into the phone, scared of how to even react to all of this crazy shit that is going on in my life right now.

"Want me to come back and get you?" he asked, pure worry in his voice.

"Please?"

"Be there soon," he stated. I could hear his car being turned on before he hung up, which meant that I only had a couple of minutes to get my shit together and wait out the front. So I ran to my wardrobe and grabbed out a couple pieces of clothing and threw them into a bag along with my make up, brush and toothbrush/paste. Before I made it out of my room, I heard my father call out my name. "Fuck!" I mumbled under my breath before sighing, taking a deep breath before facing him. I walked into the lounge room to see him in shock, staring at the file.

"Where did you find this?" he whispered, too afraid to even look at me. I felt slightly sorry for him, but then again he kept this from me, kept the fact that him and my mother were in hiding because they were criminals. For all I know, he could still be doing that shit! God only knows where he goes of a night time.

"Under the couch," I replied bluntly.

"How much did your read?" he still refused to look at me.

"All of it." 

He finally looked up at me, his eyes watering up as he noticed the bag on my back. "Where are you going?"

"To Billy's. I can't stay here, not after seeing all of that! How could you keep this from me Dad! You knew that I wanted to know about my mother, but you would just change the subject every time!"

"I didn't want you to think that you had to be like that," he whispered, standing up and walking over to me.

"Don't," I put my hand up, which instantly stopped him in his tracks. "You are such a fucking hypocrite, telling me that the change that I made was bad for me, a bad choice but there you were, pretty much my fucking age, robbing banks, stealing cars, putting bombs on people, killing people!" the last one that I mentioned made him cringe.

"You wouldn't understand even if you let me expl-"

"No," I cut in, "I wouldn't and nor do I want to even talk to you right now!" I walked towards the door, only to have him stop me by standing in the way. "Move!" I screamed at him, but he wouldn't budge.

"I'm am not letting you leave Liz, you're being crazy!" I glared at him as I heard Billy's car drive into the driveway. I pushed my father out of the way and ran for the car. "You get in that car and you won't be welcome back into this house ever again!" I stopped dead in my tracks. This decision could either break me or make me stronger. I followed my heart and looked back at my father.

"You shouldn't have said that Lucas," I yelled at him before walking to the car, opening the door and getting in.

"Are you okay?" Billy asked, grabbed my hand.

I nodded, "I will be, just please get me away from here." And with that, he reversed and took off. I looked in the mirror to see my father standing there, both hands gripping at him hair as he looked like his heart was just ripped from his chest. He was crying, actually crying, and it made me want to change my mind, make Billy turn around and take me home, but that's when I realised it. The second that I got into this car was the second that that place became no longer my home.

"Let's throw a party!" June suggested as I sat next to Billy on the couch and snuggled into him.

"I'm not really in the mood to do anything right now," I sighed, playing with his fingers. He kissed the top of my head.

"I knew you wouldn't be, but maybe this will help you get things off your mind at least for the night."

"I guess you're probably right, I mean I could use some release and just get wild." Adrian winked at Billy and I before I realised what I had just said. "Oh shit! Not like that you perverted shithead!" Everyone laughed. I was actually so grateful to have these guys in my life now, otherwise I'd be on the street right now. 

A couple of hours had gone by and at this point, the house was filled with drunk and high teenagers. It used to bother me, but now it kind of makes me happy to see everyone so stress free and careless. I left the group that I was talking after they offered me some weed, and walked up to mine and Billy's room to see where he was. I declined the drugs by the way. I snuck into the bathroom to see him staring at himself in the mirror, shirtless. I admired his body, his muscles were sticking out and his blonde hair just fit him so perfectly. I watched as he looked towards me, a smile slowly making it's way across his face. "Like what you see?" he asked, walking towards me. He leaned down and kissed my cheek.

"What are you doing up here? There's so many people downstairs already. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, just wanted to have a shower before going down there. I couldn't decide what shirt to put on."

"Is that why you were staring at yourself in the mirror?" I asked, curious. I knew he was lying.

"You saw that?"

"Yep," I popped the 'P'.

"Doesn't matter, let's go get drunk," he mumbled before walking away from me to get a shirt. He's been so distant since we had sex in his car earlier. Did I do something bad? "Let's go," he grabbed my hand and pretty much pulled me all the way downstairs. Once there he let go and fucked off to go talk to people, leaving me standing there in shock. Why is he being so distant towards me?

"Hey Liz!" I turned around to see Maddison walking towards me with Mason behind her. He looked at me, shock in his eyes as he saw what I was wearing, which was pretty much nothing. A dress like corset with fishnet stockings and knee high boots. True whore right here.

"What the fuck do you want," I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at her. She smirked at me before handing her phone over to me. I looked at her confused.

"Look at the picture L," was all she said before looking at Mason and rolling her eyes.

I did as she said. The second I saw was the second that I wanted to pretty much vomit in my mouth. It was a picture of my father and Alice in her kitchen, her on the bench with him between her legs, completely naked. "Why the fuck are you showing me that!" I threw the phone at her.

"Why do you think Alice and Mason's father split up? Why did she leave all of a sudden?"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I was getting more and more confused at her every word.

"Mason?" she stepped aside to let him in front. He handed me a piece of paper which so happened to be his birth certificate. I looked at it and then at him.

"Why do I need to see this?"

"Look at my parents," he sighed, not meeting my eyes with his.

I looked to see what the big fuss was over until I saw the last name that I was expecting to see, like ever. My fathers name was in the space where the father of the child's name was supposed to be. No! No! No! He can't be! I looked up at him in complete shock. He's only 9 months younger then me! Unless.......oh god, Dad and Alice fucked when I was born!?

Mason is my fucking brother!!!!!!!!