My bad girl, her player

Chapter 8

"What do you mean dad?" I asked. "Who are you?" I asked.

"I'm your brother." He said.

"No, you cant be...I was an onlu child." I tried to explain.

"I lived with my mom until she died and I got sent to live with that bastard. He kept going on about this daughter he had and I eventually tracked you down through your racing."

"How? No ones ever seen my face." I replied.

"We're not stupid, you ran away December 2013 and a month later this new female racer shows up. I connected the dots a while ago, but I had to wait until dad wasnt paying attention before I could leave. I be friended Mason, mentioned I was a DJ and I got a phone call earlier asking if I could do this. Your eyes, you have his eyes I recognised you as soon as you walked through the door." Thats where I had seen those eyes before, everytime I looked in the mirror it was my eyes.

"Wow." I said, sitting down and trying to take everything in.

"I need to go just now, but meet me tomorrow." He said and handed me a sheet of paper with his number.

I nodded and downing my drink headed into the kitchen for another one. I opened another beer and headed off to find Arran.

I wish I hadnt found him, he had some bimbo on his knee and he was making out with her. I was furious and I didnt even know why. I picked up another beer, feeling the effects of the alcohol. I found Mason and immediately began flirting with him. His hands are immediately all over my body. His hands are on my waste and I immediately move my head towards his lips and soon we are standing there, locking lips and getting more and more heated. I took his hand, leading him up to my room. It had been a while since I had had any form of sex and I was so turned on.

I lead him into my room, throwing him down on my bed and straddling him.

"Lets get freaky." I