Who knew that four words would change my life forever. "Meet your new stepbrother." My stepmom said. I smiled sweetly at the built young man. His dark brown eyes staring at me with such intensity I could feel the power radiating off of him. I bit my lip and spoke.
"I'm Macy." I said. My bright green eyes staring into his brown ones.
"Liam." He said.
"Well, come on Macy let's show you to your new room." My stepmom, Charlotte, said. I followed behind her taking in the house. It was absolutely beautiful and big. Charlotte led me up stairs and into this huge room. I looked around and saw pink, pink, and more pink. "I hope the bedroom is to your liking." I faced her.
"Do you mind if I redecorate? I mean, I love the way you set things up it's just...... Just that I don't like the color pink."
"No, I don't mind at all. It's your room make it your own." She said. "I just hope you don't mind having a room next to Liam."
"No, I don't mind."She quickly hugged me. When she pulled back she said,
"Well, I'll leave you to it." She rushed out. I sighed and sat my bag on the bed. I walked over to the window. I had a perfect view of the backyard, it was a beautiful scene. I grabbed my back pack and pulled out my camera. I rushed downstairs. "Macy. Where are you going?" I heard Charlotte ask. I showed her my camera.
"Going to take some pictures of the scenery." She nodded and with that I made my way to the door. I opened it to see a girl. She looked me up and down and glared.
"Is Liam here?" She asked with hatred in her voice.
"Yeah, whose asking?" I asked.
"His girlfriend." She glared.
"How many times do I have to tell you, your not my girlfriend." Liam said from behind me. "Come in." When she didn't move, I began to glare at her. Waiting for her to move. Me, being the mature one, I took a step to the side, only to have this witch blocking my way. I wanted to punch her so bad. I huffed and just pushed my way through. Once I was away from the strange girl and Liam, I made my way to the forest. I began to take photos of the little things like animals and leaves falling from the trees. I was in the middle of taking a picture of a mother deer and her fawn when I heard a piercing scream. Of course, the deer ran away. I sighed and walked back. The closer I got to "home" the louder the screams got. I walked around to the front door. I noticed Charlotte's car was missing, but the black Range Rover was still parked in its place. I walked into the house and I could hear the screaming from upstairs. I slowly approached the stairs and quietly walked up. The closer I got the more I realized the screams were coming from Liam's room.
"Oh God, yes. Faster, Liam, faster!" The girl screamed out. "Oh yes, right there!!" My eyes widened. I slowly backed up into my room. I closed the door and locked it. I grabbed my phone and began to listen to my music. Thank God for loud headphones. I laid on my back and closed my eyes. I pictured my mom in my head, but I could only picture her body laying lifeless in the wooden glazed coffin. Her flawless tanned skin now pale. Her smooth skin now rough and hard. My eyes shoot open and I held back the tears that threatened to spill over. I turned off the music and set my phone on the mattress. The screaming had stopped. I heard feet running up the stairs and to the room I was staying in. The door burst open. My dad stood in the door. He looked so much different from when I last saw him. Of course, the last time I saw him I was four.
"Macy?" He questioned.
"Hi...... Dad." I smiled at him. I was a little hesitant about actually calling him my father. I personally still don't think he deserves the title of father, but I'm doing this for my mom. I'm keeping my promise to her. I stood up and he opened his arms for me. I walked up to him and hugged him.
"Please tell me I'm not dreaming." He whispered.
"You're not dreaming." He pulled back and looked me over.
"My goodness, you've grown." I giggled.
"Yeah, I wasn't going to stay small with little pigtails my whole life." He laughed. His face became serious.
"I'm sorry to hear about your mom." He said. My smile faded.
"It's okay. It wasn't your fault." He brushed my hair behind my ear and kissed my forehead. The action made me smile.
"I'm happy your here." He mumbled. When pulled away he said "Dinner will be served in an hour." I nodded and he left. I let out a breath of relief. I grabbed my bags and began to put things into the closet and dressers. I saw another door not far from the closet. I opened it and behind the door was a bathroom. I smiled to myself. I walked into the beautiful bathroom. It was small, but beautiful. It made it feel like home. My mom and I didn't have much, but we appreciated the things we had. The decorations were actually very different from the bedroom. It was a dark purple color. Here I am thinking that this woman doesn't have taste. I turned on the shower. I pulled off my shirt and jeans and climbed into the shower. My muscles immediately relaxed. I washed myself up quickly. Once I washed the plane ride off, I felt much better. I was drying my hair when there was a knock at the door. "Macy, dinner is ready." I heard my dad say.
"I'll be out in a minute." I said pulling on my yoga pants and tank top. I put my hair into a high ponytail. I opened the door and made my way downstairs. I walked into the dining area and saw my dad and Liam already set at the table, along with Charlotte. I smiled shyly and took the last seat available, the seat across from Liam.
"Now that everyone is here, let's eat." My dad said. He began to put food onto his plate and everyone, including me, did the same. I ate in silence and just listened to my father and Charlotte talk. I could feel a pair of eyes on me. I looked up and instantly regretted it. Liam was glaring at me. I quickly looked away. I heard someone clear their throat.
"Though, we are happy to have you, Why are you here?" I heard Liam ask. Silence filled the room. I froze and swallowed the lump in my throat. I didn't talk at first.
"May I be excused?" I whispered, finally talking.
"Yes, you may." My dad said. I nodded and stood. I walked right out the front door.
