Healing The Broken

Chapter 6.

I woke up to the smell of delicious pancakes that made my throat burn. Fluttering my eyes open to this weird feeling, I made my way towards the kitchen, okay the fire extinguisher handled kitchen now. And most of the other girls would have freaked out at this moment, but I laughed at both the boys covered in crystal white ash. Both of them looking at me weirdly, like they expected me to scold them and give them their deserved therapy

"You are not mad?” Seth asked suspiciously holding an empty fire extinguisher in his right hand.

"Of course not. Look at yourself. Okay, these may sound childish but just, you know, freeze!” I said hurriedly, and quickly got my Nikon D5100 camera from my red purse.

This was my first professional camera. My parents gifted it to me on my 21st birthday. I was beyond the feeling referred as to happiness. But that same day, Samuel didn't even wish me, just brought a stripper from his bar home. He got her do her job right in front of me, made her straddle his lap, naked, but this time he even kissed her and took her to our bedroom. Two things made it the day I wish never to ever survive on. He never kissed a girl in front of me, and never took her into our bedroom. It always was the guest room, or the living room itself.

And then after a good hour of me standing there dumb folded, he came out of the room. Grinning at me he said,

"Got your present already didn't cha'?" he smirked at me.

“How could you, you fucking bastard!" I screamed at him for the first time.

He flipped me making my back turn towards his back,

"You dirty bitch." He spat.

I attempted to get away from his firm grip. He suddenly let me lose and pushed me onto the ground. I came unconscious and got up with a bruise in the morning.

These things were common to me.

I suddenly pushed those thoughts at the back of my mind. And make a run to the kitchen and the boys were dutifully frozen into their old spots. I took a picture, and it came out to be exactly the same way I wanted.

"Okay, back to normal, the same old." I said quietly and saw them relax.

I made my way into the kitchen near the guys.

“So, which miracle took place my boys?" I asked whipping the chocolate off Aaron's face and licking it off.

Something felt wrong.

I thought I could act the same old bubbly girl after coming to London, but after saying this. It just felt wrong. This happiness, these smiles, all of this, they would eventually hate me, and leave me with my life

"Well, sweetheart if you do that with my dick, I will be more pleased." Seth said with a wink referring to Aaron’s and mine interaction before.

I could not say anything; I was not in a position to say anything. Aaron somehow managed to see my confidence fade away, suddenly took my hand in his, came to stand before me.

"Say it again." He demanded making sure Seth never got the balls to.

"Whoa dude. Take it easy. I cannot keep my remarks to myself with such a hottie in the same house as mine." Seth said coolly, as if not intimidated by Aaron's sudden anger.

This was the first time anybody stood up for me. I was shocked to say the least, but this small gesture, it made my heart flutter.

Whoa, whoa, where did that come from?

“Can the both of you clean the kitchen and get a shower?” I asked.

“He woke me up!” Seth pleaded, pouting horribly. That guy was a charmer, but was horrible at these things guys should look cute in. Like Aar-