Twice Broken

Chapter 3

When we reached the house all I could do was stand in Awe. It was a beautiful rustic, Victorian style house. It had brown trimmings and parts of the house were covered in stone. Then a girl wearing a maid’s uniform walked out. She was a petite red head who looked only a few years older than me.

 “Ms. DuPont isn’t home right now, but you’re welcome to look around.” 

 “OK thanks. My names Remy by the way.”

 I extended my hand to her, but she looked scared. I realized she wasn’t going to shake my hand, so I dropped it and just smiled.

“Um…I-I’m Claire.”

 It was strange; she wouldn’t look me in the eyes.

“Well it’s nice to meet you Claire. I’m going to go look around, do you mind giving me a tour?” She looked at me like she was confused.

“Aren’t you related to Ms. DuPont?” “Well yeah, but I’ve never met her before. Can you tell me about her?” She gave me the same look as Bernard before saying “So how about that tour?”

If I thought the outside of the house was beautiful, the inside was absolutely AMAZING! It was two stories, all Victorian style furniture. I saw a lot of pictures on the wall of some girl that I didn’t recognize. She was blonde with dark blue eyes. She looked like a beach bunny, but she almost looked fake, which kind of scared me.

“Who’s the girl?”

“She’s your cousin, Bianca. I take it you've never met her before...”

“Nope.  From the looks of it, I really don't want to.”

We walked around some more, talking and getting to know each other. Then we decided to head out to the backyard. As soon as I stepped out I saw a huge pool and Jacuzzi – oh yeah I’ll be using those for sure. “Hey Rem I want you to meet someone.” I looked around, “Who...?” “He lives in that little cottage.” She pointed to a little cottage about 100 feet away from where we were standing. As we got closer, I got a better look. It was a tiny house compared to the mansion I was just in. It looked like it had about 2 rooms, but it was cute, it looked more like a home that I would love to live in someday. Claire was about to knock, but before she could, it swung open and boy who looked about 19, came out. All I could do was stare. Holy crap he was gorgeous! He had shaggy blond hair and hazel eyes and – WHAT THE HELL – he wasn’t wearing a shirt! I swear this guy had to be a god… he looked way to perfect. My eyes raked over his toned body before he cleared his throat. He gave Claire a look before introducing himself to me. “Hey I’m Ayden.” “Umm I-I’m Remy.” I could feel myself blushing. I know he noticed because he started chuckling. Damn why did I have to be such a dork around guys! I thought I might have had a chance with him, until a petit blond jumped out of nowhere and pounced on him. “HEY BABY! Eww. Why are you talking to those little girls??” Claire looked to the ground, but I gave the blondie my death stare. “Uh hey Bianca, this is Remy.” Ayden must have noticed the tension, because even he looked weirded out. “What are you like 13? Oh and you really should get a tan, you’re like all pale and gross.” Hell to the no. I look like a little girl, and now I’m too pale?! Time to show her whose boss. “Well actually sweetie, maybe you should lay off the tanning, or else you’ll be an old, wrinkly leather face.”  “Ugh whatevs.”   Woo! One point for Remy! All the sudden Bianca started making out with Ayden.  It wasn’t all innocent or anything; it was full fledge, tongue- and- all making out. Ouch. Don’t ask me why, but it hurt a little.