Walk Me Down The Hallway

Chapter 6- My Personal Hell

Analee POV

I was reading a book. A novel actually. Pride and Prejudice to be exact. I was nearing my favourite part in the book, when the library door slammed open, and an angry looking twin stomped in, followed by my mother, who was looking more pissed off at him then usual. She must have found out that him and his brother were the ones who threw the baseball at the lamp and shattered it last night. Ohh, he's in troooubllle.

"Your sister has been working very hard lately. I think you should be the wonderful brothers I know you aren't-" Wait... She wouldn't say something like that.. "-and take responsibility for Malcolm." Hmm.. This was going well. I should make my prescence known now, though, because if she found out I had been listening without her knowing, I'd be in trouble.

"Oh. Hello Analee! Perfect timing actually. I was just telling your brother that he was to relieve you of you tour guiding. Actually..." She paused trailing off, and tapping her chin. "While I'm at it, Teegan, you tell your brothers that you four boys are to take care of all of her chores, so she can go hang out with friends like a teenager should."

I paused mid stride, and frowned. As great as this sounded, it didn't seem realistic.. In fact, I didn't remember walking to the library either.

"Analee, would you like to accompany me to the kitchen? I have a plate of cookies with your name on it." Oh, okay, this makes it certain. I was dreaming. I had to be. But I was not complaining, this was perfection. 

"Analee!" The voice was familliar, but I couldn't see where it was coming from. Mom and Teegan weren't showing any signs of having heard it, so I shrugged and tuned it out.

"We're going to leave you here to select Analee's favourite books. Get started, and bring them to her room when you're done."

"AnaLEE!" That didn't come from Teegan... Hmm...

"ANALEE!" Okay, I definitely heard that. I spun around on my heal, and looke around for the voice frantically.

"Huh?" I shouted, throwing my hands in the air. "What the heck?!"

"Wake UP Analee !" The shaking of my shoulder tore me right out of my dream world, and I opened my eyes to find a pair of black ones looking back.

"Argh!" I shouted, sitting straight up in shock. Bad idea. I only succeeded in slamming my forehead off of Malcolm's chin. Ow.

"Oh SHIT!" He cursed, pressing a hand over the sore area of my head. "Are you okay?" I nodded mutely, then jumped again.

"Get your nasty man whore hands off of me!" I growled, sliding out from his grasp. Malcolm frowned momentarily, before standing from the bed.

"I was just coming to wake you up. Dinner is ready. You slept for about three hours or so, depending on when you went to bed. It's six o'clock." Then, he smirked, running his eyes along my front slowly. "Tomorrow, you're all mine." He winked and turned to walk out the door. "Hurry your cute ass up, I'm hungry."

I blinked as the heavy oak door shut quietly, and shook myself with a scowl. That boy was irritating.

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Mal POV

The next morning, I awoke to my cell phone ringing off the hook beside my head. I grabbed it and chucked it at the wall, hearing it go silent with a loud bang. I was hungry. Last nights dinner was interesting, to say the least. Lindy and her husband sure had their hands full with this family. The four boys were messy and loud, and surrounded Analee like a cloak. It was as though she had sunk into them, and disappeared. Until one of the twins, Teegan I believe, chose to make a comment about his way with women, and that was when I understood how Analee was related to them. She broke into the conversation full swing, cursing at Teegan and Luke, much to her parents dislike, and basically putting the two eighteen year olds in their place. They remained silent for a few following moments, and then broke right back into the dinner table talk.