Being Lana

Chapter 8: A cursed Bloodline

Stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid, stupid and stupid!

I face palmed. God, why do I lack of so many brain cells.

That's the same I am asking myself day in day out...

Someone cleared their throat, and I looked up, meeting the gaze of my step-dad.

I forced a chuckle out of my mouth and said, "How could I forget Rob, the little faith you have in me." At the moment I was feeling like a deer stuck in headlights.

Rob was walking to the living room a magazine in his hand with me trailing behind him. He sat on the recliner and me in front of him on the ground, avoiding the twin's argument, which was taking place on the couch. After settling down, and me patiently waiting for his next words, he finally spoke up," I'm thinking about Carter getting the room next to yours for the weekends."

That statement sent my world crumbling down. Let me introduce you to the human version of a Monstrous Nightmare: Carter Shitface Kelly

Sadly he belongs to the same blood line of *practically sobbing*

...Rob.

What the heck is wrong with Rob's little fish first Cart- I won't waste time, saying his name and then Zara/Jake...

Ewww, I shuddered!

Actually, Susan Sanders, Rob's lovely Ex-wife, and Anonymous have lived their whole life here in Cali. Rob lived here many years, too but after their divorce, he moved to Texas mainly because of his job. There he met a few years later a young and stressed widow called Candice with a small child, trying to manage a job and parenting on her own. That woman got surprisingly pregnant with my two baby siblings, when I was 6.

Car- I mean the person-that-doesn't-have-a-name often visited us and his mom sometimes, too. It's not like their split ended ugly. Both decided to call quits on their relationship that started in their teen years.

He and I have a silent agreement for years now. War.

It all started when we first met. My mom and his dad were still dating and totally behaving like hormonal animals. Little did they know, Rob was going to imprint two bombs in her stomach that were going to explode nine months later...

I was 6 and the other one was 7 - unfortunately we're still in the same grade - when Rob arrived suddenly with another boy trailing behind him.

He looked so innocent but that the appearance is just a show couldn't be truer in Carter's case.

Happy now? I finally said his freaking name.

I had to learn that the hard way.

He found it funny to put a tremendous and hairy spider, which he found God, knows where, on the spot of my back I can't reach on my own. The spider didn't move an inch - maybe, because Carter spiked it with some sleeping pills - while I was shaking like a monkey on banana withdrawals and screaming like a fan girl running behind the tour bus of Ed Sheeran.

As a consequence our neighbors called alarmed the police, thinking our house would soon be another crime scene of unsolved murder.

Plus, I couldn't speak for two days and I was scarred for life.

After that 'incident' how the adults like to call it, Carter and I were basically Kim K and Paris Hilton.

Pranks, arguments, humiliation and insults are normal in our... special bond.

He is like a disgusting and festering pimple, I get rid of with the help of beauty products or just my plain old fingers but at the end of the day he is always returning with his pathetic little army.

And that 'army' consists of his friends.

The Woods, Rob has mentioned, is the family of Carters bestest friend Drake Wood. Whenever we would visit Susan and him here his annoying friend would always be around. They would gang up on my poor self, taunting and pranking me with doubled forces.

I had met Drake's family one or two times before but I never really talked to them. I know he has other siblings around my age, who I'm probably going to meet after their vacation.

I don't wanna go to the same high school as them. Hopefully, he's not going to destroy my new friendships. Those are the first real ones and I'm not letting go of them anytime soon.

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After I conversed a bit with Rob, he went to the kitchen to start cooking dinner. I was literally starving so I went for my secret stash in my room.

That stash is only for the hungriest of days. My last resort.

Gurl, it's not really a secret stash, if you hide it in one of your moving box, thrown in a corner.

Sorry, I'm LAZY. Why do you have so high expectation of me?!

I actually wouldn't even have unloaded my clothes from the boxes, when my mom didn't make me do it. I had to do it because she gave me an ultimatum. When she uttered the words, I was left speechless and my eyes were wide like saucers. It felt like she chucked a bucket full of piranhas on my head, which caused my legs to wobble. Soon my legs couldn't bear holding the weight of my body anymore and I fell defeated on the ground.

I cried out a pleading, "WHY?!" with my hands raised high.

Mom just stood in front of me impatiently, tapping her foot on the ground with a scowling expression on her face.

She threatened me to turn the Wi-Fi off.

I grabbed a bag of Cheetos, after changing into comfortable clothes consisting of sweatpants. I nestled in my bed and decided to watch a bit Netflix on my TV, while munching on my snack.

After an hour and something I heard a car arriving. Then I heard Rob calling," DINNER!"

I paused the show and made my way downstairs. The moment I approached the last step, the door opened opposite of me. My Mom clad in a business outfit, consisting of a pencil skirt, a blouse and on top of it a blazer, looked up, smiling softly at me.

"Hey Honey, how was your day," Mom asked while taking her shoes and blazer off. The moment I made my way to her and wanted to reply, I was interrupted by Zara and Jake.

"MOM, FINALLY. YOU DON'T BELIEVE WHAT HAPPENED TODAY," both screamed running up to her from the living room. They ran past me like small little tigers on a hunt with a mission.

"You both can tell me everything, now that I'm finally here, alright?" Both nodded and hugged her legs. 

Mom looked down at them with so much love and adoration, that she could have mustered. Her eyes shone from the intensity.

She chuckled, while ruffling their hair and said, "Missed you, too."

The scene, playing in front of me, reminded me of back in the days, when Mom had to go to work, after bringing me to a babysitter. I never wanted to let go of her but I had to learn that someone isn't always there to protect me.

I hugged myself, trying to fight off the coldness, trying to seep inside of me.

Somehow empty, I followed the three to the dining area.

|Hiiii, guise (Fun Fact: Ed Sheeran is life!!)

So I finally solved the problem with Chapter 6. Yayyyyyy

Oh my days, yesterday I spent my whole sunday, watching 13 reasons why and damn I'M SO SHOOK!!!! 

Thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed this chapter!!

SEE Y'ALL LATER BYE (If you get this, I'll love you!)