Chapter 7; it's just a house
we drove in silence for the rest of the drive. the last house we passed was ten minutes ago and I've only seen one other mailbox on the way. I'm starting to think he's driving me to the middle of nowhere to kill me, but that thoughts left my mind once we pulled down a long drive way. this was a vineyard. I mean I always pictured the people who owned vineyards as stuck up snooty people, who go around all day checking the time on their pocket watches like they have something very impressive to do latter. but Austin is nothing like that.
we were almost to the huge house- or maybe mansion- when we skidded to a stop. confused I looked at Austin and saw he was looking in front of the truck at a little girl running and screaming right to where we would have been if he didn't stop. she was in a flowered dress and scraped up knees. her blond hair in up in pig tails and couldn't be older than 11. I almost got out to help her till I see a boy about the same age chasing after her. "hey be careful. I could have hit you" Austin yells at them
"but she stole my candy bar!" the oy yells in defense almost going into a pout
"well in that case, catch her ass... ur I mean bottom" Austin yells and they continue running "that is my brother and sister, Braxton and Olivia, they're about 11" he said as we pull up into a parking spot.
"they're adorable" I say, smiling
"oh don't make up your mind till your meat them all"
"there's more?" my question made him smirk
"you ready to meet the hole gang?" he asks while he opened the door for me.
the entry way was beautiful with a large staircase, marble floors, and a shadier hanging in the middle. "mi casa su casa" which I highly drought is true. I don't belong in beautiful places like this.
"it's beautiful" I whisper but he must have heard me
"good lord it's just a house." he laughs "but thanks. my mom's going to love you" oh lord I can't tell when he's serious or not.
the next person I met was someone I assume is his younger brother. he's sitting on the couch in the living room on his phone but once he sees us he gets up
"well who do we have here?" he says. it's disgusting how his eyes rake over my body. why do men do that? why do they feel they have my permission to do that? it is not a compliment and I don't know why it would be.
"Aric this is Samantha; shell be staying with us while her cars getting fixed. Samantha this is Aric my little brother." Austin introduces us
"only by two years' brother!" he smirks taking a step closer to me. I take a small step back. "there's something wrong with my eyes. I can't take them off of you" he says still with that family trade smirk all over his smug face
"I'm having the same problem with mine too! I can't see you getting anywhere with me" I smile triumphantly
"ohh she got you!" Austin laughs at his brother "come on is that all you got?"
"well I was going to tell you a joke about my dick, but it's too long" James says, trying to make me blush.
"to bad, I'd tell you a joke about my pussy, but you'd never get it" I can see the smile growing, maybe he knows he's met his match.
" alright if I saw you naked id die happy"
"if I saw you naked id die laughing" it's all fun and games till he takes two steps to me and puts a hand on my waste. I can't help but to start to breath heavier. I try to get out of his hold but can't.
