"I can't believe I am doing this." I say as I stare up at the Townsend's mansion with Shane stands beside me. I have my suitcase in hand and I know that they will expect a lot from me. That they will not get. I look at Shane."It isn't that bad. Just a new home."He say with a smile. I punch him in the arm. He must think me trying to cause him pain is hilarious because he burst into laughter. Do he know I have a switchblade in my pocket? Before I can do any real pleasure by stabbing,he pulls me into an unexpected hug. My arms awkwardly hang to my side."It isn't that bad."He repeats,pulling my arms around him. I feel my heart go insane. "How long since you been hugged?" I sigh and pull away. "Just leaveme alone. For now on you are my brother." I state,walking into the house. The Townsends are filthy rich and their house is beautiful. Everything looks exspensive. Shane runs up the steps and I hear the door slam. I close my eyes and shake my head. I haven't been here for an hour and someone is already mad at me. I should be careful with Shane. He is a bipolar little player. "Um hello?"I call,wondering if we are the only ones here. A lady with an evening gown and pearls walks in with a welcoming smile. "Hello,darling. I'm Bexxa but you can call me Mom." Hell no! "Uh,I'm Nicole but my friends call me Cole." She give me a weird look. "Cole?" I furrow my eyebrows and nod slowly. "Why?" She asks me,making me feel defensive. "Because Nicole is too girlie." I say,slowly. She waves this away and focus on my hair. "You,uh,shaved the sides of your head on,uh,purpose?"She asks,disgust. "Yes,ma'am." She nods and smile a fake little smile. "My husband will be here shortly,Nicole." Not that bad,huh,Shane? Fuck you,Shane!
After sitting downstairs with Mr. and Mrs. Townsend, I regret everything. I stay in my huge room and lay on my bed. This is going to be a distaster. Shane peeps inside my room and I cuss him out."What the actual fuck?! Knock before entering a fucking girl's room! What if I was naked or some shit?!" He just blinks at me and try to process everything. "If you were naked,I would take advantage of you in ways you can't understand." I throw a pillow at his stupid dumb head. "What do you want,perve?" He clears his throat and say," I'm about to go out for a few hours.Cover for me?" I take a deep breath and say,"Hell no. Now get the hell out before I make you,weirdo." He blushes and closes the door behind him. "No." He says,sitting on my bed. I get up and open the window. If he won't leave,I will. I climb out the sill and I hear him yell,"What the hell?!" I just land on my knee and limp to the nearest drug store.I suddenly hear a thud behind me along with a whole lot of curse words. "HOW IN THE HELL DO YOU DO THAT WITHOUT SCREAMING?!" He screams at me. I just hide my smile and look at my hands. He is trying to keep with me. "Slow down!" He says. I sigh and slow my pace."What do you want? I thought I made it clear that I don't date players." I questions. "Where are you going?" He asks me,grabbing my wrist,pulling me to face him. "About to take some shots and get wasted."I say with a small hint of sarcasm. "No.Be serious."He says through his gritted teeth. Isnatch my arm away and look at my phone. "That doesn't concern your ass."I spit at him. "Yes,it is. You're my little sister." I laugh humorlessly. "Sister? Sure." He loses it. "FIRST YOU SAY I'M JUST YOUR BROTHER BUT NOW WHAT AM I?"I just laugh and walk away. "Nothing."
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Is It Love?
Teen FictionHe was rich. I was poor. He had his life in the bag. I didn't want my life. He loved me. I didn't know if I loved him. He was mine. I was his. He was sane. I was insane.
