This is Paradise

Chapter one

"Hey asshole, wake up! You got school." My step sister said pulling the covers of the bed. I fall to the ground with the covers and she laughed.

I groan and looked at Satan in the eyes. I felt like she was consuming my soul by staring. "What you want?" I hissed, I got up and stretched.

"You mother wants you down stairs. She said to hurry the fuck up or you will take the bus." She said, spins on the top of her heel and walks out my room.

Jeez. What's her problem? Ever since I came to this house with her family she's been a total bitch! Always bossing me around, always being the victim and getting me in trouble, and this... I just which her father would see the devil she is.

I walk to drawers and takes a pair of jeans and underwear.

But no he has to be at his work everyday, helping people with their criminal defense; he a shitty lawyer in my eyes if he can't see the devil her daughter is. And then there's mom a police officer and still she can't see through the I'm-a-good-girl-act.

I walk to closet and picks a T-shirt. Heads to the bathroom, locked door. I knock to know who is in there and I hear s
Satan speak. "Yes?" She asked, in her innocent kind voice.

"Can you hurry up? I need to shower."

"Oh, is you," she said sounding disappointed. "As a matter of fact I can't. I'm on my bloody day, and my uterus is shading into pieces making sweet blood pour out of it. That sweet smell of old rusty metal-" I interpret her before I hear something I don't want to know.

"I get! Jeez! I'll just change." I walk back to my room, putted on the clothes I picked out and putted some perfume.

See what I have to deal with.

I walk down the steps and entered the kitchen. I greeted John; My step father, and gave a big hug and kiss to my mommy. I looked at the freshly made pancakes that made me drool. I walk over to the table and sat on the chair of the kitchen island.

"So, how's my boy?" Mom asked me. "Any boys I'll have to shoot?" She asked, she seemed happy and not bother by asking me that, like last year. John murmured something to himself but I think it something that rhymes with 'gag' he is homophobic but at least not on a big scale. Mom gave him a small glare and looked at me with a smile.

I nodded and shook my head. "No, not yet. Everyone knows not to mess with since the 'incident' at school." I chuckled at the wonderful memory of mom kick one of my class mate's ass for picking on me on bring your parents to school day.

"Ah, yes." My mom said, smiling at the memory. "Wonderful day, that was."

"Hey daddy!" Satan says, she walks in the kitchen. "Today I'll be late for dinner. Me and the gals going to the mall after school." She kissed his cheek and gave him hug. "Can I please have some money? Pretty please."

Okay, I lost my appetite. I puch the half finished pancakes and got up from my seat. "Mom, can we leave? I don't want to be late for school." Everyone looked at me curiously, I nod and walk to the kitchen's frame. "Please?" I looked at her, she nodded and got up giving John a kiss.

"I'll see you later." John say, giving her another kiss. I feel like I'm gonna be sick. I walk to the front door picking my bag from the floor. I walk to her newly bought Honda, mom came out and opens the car. We both got in and she sped down the the road once she got out.

The ride was silent, there was discomfort.... a tense atmosphere in the air. I can't stand this. I groan and scratched my head in frustration.

"Uh, um... Alex, honey, everything okay?" I nodded not wanting to talk. "You know you can always tell me anything, right?" She gave me a small glance worried.