Saved By The Devil Himself

Meeting mom

After waking up and taking my hot shower I get out and quickly get dressed in blue skinny jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. It's August and it's not even cold out, but I like the idea of actually covering myself up for once.

My father always made me wear revealing clothes so other men could see me as 'sexy' even though I didn't see myself as sexy. I never really had a choice, and I like that I do now.

I walk out of the guest bedroom and down the stairs to find the kitchen. I'm pretty hungry and only Captain Crunch will soothe my craving for it. When I got to the kitchen I heard voices coming from the living room, so I went to go look, only to find that Aziz and Ethan talking and laughing. It's nice to see that they are getting along. If I had a sibling, I should try and be best friends with them because they would be the only one who I could actually like.

"Hey," Aziz says looking away from Ethan. I wave my hand and turn away heading towards the kitchen.

I grab a bowl and pour Captain Crunch into that bowl with some milk. Not a lot, but a little bit so my cereal doesn't get soggy. Grabbing a spoon I take a big bite of the cereal right there, not even caring to sit down.

"enjoying my cereal?" Aziz asks and I nod my head telling him yes. He comes over, take my spoon, then takes a bite out of my cereal. Why? That's mine!

"why eat cereal when you could eat real food?" Ethan asks and takes my bowl of cereal away from me.

"give me!" I yell chasing after Ethan who is walking towards the trashcan. Ethan ends up throwing away the cereal and I just stand there. Why did he do that? Why?

I feel my heart and throat tighten and my bottom lip quiver as my eyes fill up with tears. Why did he throw my food away? I was eating that!

"uh, Ethan?" Aziz ask Ethan "why did you do that?" by now I'm just crying. Why am I crying about him doing that? At least I ate something. If I was at my father's he wouldn't of have given me anything.

"I didn't think she'd cry!" Ethan explains to Aziz panicking. Aziz comes over to me and pulls me into a hug and I just start to sob even more. Why would he be so mean?

"It's okay Amberley" Aziz tells me rubbing my back and that makes another wave of tears come. It all goes on his shirt as I cover my face in his chest. He smells nice, I could be here forever but I know it won't happen.

Just as if it couldn't get anymore crazy, the doorbell rang. Who would be here this early in the morning? Don't people know they should be home sleeping or eating breakfast?

"I'm sorry Amberley" Ethan tells me after he comes over and puts a hand on my back ignoring the door.

"No" I mumble into Aziz's chest tears still flowing down like a river. Ethan let out a sigh and walked towards the door that was now bing banged on by the person on the other side. I hear the door open and then a woman squealing

"Ah my son! How are you?" The lady asks. I don't even care to let go of Aziz, I mean my tears are still coming down but but as fast, only a few at a time.

Aziz ends up resting his chin on the top of my head as I kept my face covered. "What are you doing at Aziz's, Ethan?" I hear the lady ask as her voice gets louder and her footsteps get closer.

"I just got back from Peru. It was lovely there, I'll have to show you pictures later" Ethan says. Aziz rubs my back showily and I feel his head nod as everybody is quiet. I'm not quite ready to move and look at everyone just yet. I don't think I ever want to, I love it in his arms.

"Ethan threw her cereal away" Aziz says ratting our Ethan not even 5 minutes after their mother get here. At least they had each other, I had nobody in my life when I was growing up in that house.

"Ethan! What did I tell you about being a gentleman? Were you raised on a farm?" The lady asks and I let a giggle escape. I tore myself away from Aziz and wiped my face then looking down. I didn't want their mother seeing me look so bad. "Aww honey, don't be upset Ethan is going to make a fresh batch of strawberry French toast" The lady says taking my hand and pulling me towards the living room. I could hear feet running away, guessing it's Ethan's so he can get working on those strawberry things.

We sit down on the couch and the lady grabs some tissues and wipes the tears from under my eyes. "It's alright when I was pregnant with Ethan all I ever craved was cereal" she explains to me. I let a small smile escape and I look up at the lady. No wonder where Aziz and Ethan got their looks, and it wasn't from their father. Their mother had the same color eyes, hair, and even the lightly tanned skin color. Obviously their facial structure is different but they are so much alike!

I look around the room to find Aziz but he isn't here. Oh. Maybe he went with Ethan? "So What is your name hon." The lady asks me. I mumble back my name looking down at my hands. She knows that I'm pregnant and she's only being nice now, but she'll be mean later. But also Aziz was never mean to me, maybe his mother will be nice like he is? She's nice now.

"What a beautiful name. I'm Mallory" The lady said. Thats a pretty name too. I hope she's nice