His kitten

Chapter One

As I sat here, wrapped in my warm blanket watching movies. Movies are my thing, I'd pick a movie over food honestly. As the character ran from the serial killer, my father barged into my room. "Honey, it's time to eat." He smiled, as he waited on me at the door.

"It was getting to the good part." I whined, following my dad to the kitchen. As my brother sat there, I slapped his head hard, I'm supposed to be mean.

"Really Lisa. Watch the hair." He glared, his hair always had to be perfect. He was a man whore, also a year older than I am. I smiled, as I made my plate, "You know, it's not good to sleep with so many girls. Your dick might fall in off." I replied, sitting across from him.

We were opposite. He was all party and nice, I was all alone and mean. He was tan, I was pale. His Sandy hair, my burgundy hair, his green eyes and my blue eyes. Some people didn't believe that we are siblings, we were the same height, 5'9.

"Are you guys ready for school tomorrow?" Smiled my father, as my brother shouted yes and I replied no. I hate that hellhole, I was a loner, but I don't need first day shivers. We just moved recently because my dad got a better job.

"I am siked for football tryouts!" My brother said, as he still had food in his mouth. It's disgusting, and chewing with his mouth open is worse.

"Shut up Alex, close your mouth unless you getting ready to choke." I made the motions of dick sucking as my father scolded me and my brother looked at me with an angry look. I know I can be mean, but it's funny. I loved my family dearly, as my father was working all by himself to raise us, my mother left us for some dude in Puerto Rico.

"I'm so proud of you two." My father said with tears in his eyes, as we made fun of each other. "Son, you're so hard working and I appreciate you so much. I'm glad your a buff guy, who's going to take care of your sister when I'm gone?" He smiled, as my dad turned to me, "And you Lisa, so much like your mother. A big build but so beautiful. Always making good grades and defending helpless people." He laughed to himself and whispered something he thought was funny.

My father meant so much to me, as I went through my stages of depression and wanting to not shower. He was there for all of it, by my side along with Alex. They may be goofy, but they are my goofy family and I wouldn't trade it for the world. As I got lost in my thoughts, I felt myself drowning in a never ending sadness.

"Are you ready?" Alex asked me, as dad laughed, "Ha!" Food flung all over me as he laughed his ass off. He is so dead, I can't believe him. One day I'll accidentally murder him and not feel sorry. My mind went away from the sad parts as Alex knew me so well and decided to distract me by throwing food on me.

"Alex!" As he ran to the front yard, as I carried my tea and dumped it on his head. Nice cars drove by, as we wrestled in the grass. The cars pulled up next door, and teenagers got out of them. One caught my eye, causing Alex to make his move. His dark brown hair, and menacing stare, his body was made by a goddess his self, he was ripped. His face was so beautiful, and I looked away to focus what I'm going to finish.

My father grabbed our t-shirts and scolded us for being too rowdy. "Hey, he started it!" As I picked spaghetti out of my hair, and of course he blames me.

"Why you little-" I put him in a headlock and messed up his hair, "You may be older than me, but I can take you down any day." He laughed, and elbowed my in the ribs.

"Come on, get inside." My father called from behind us, we headed into the house. I ran up to my room, my new room. And began to strip as my curtains peaked, and whistles came about. I simply ignored it, and fixed my curtains and hopped into the shower.

"Now baby, Noowww. Take me into your loving arms! Kiss me under the sky of a thousand stars-" as I used my shampoo as my microphone. "-Now baby we found love right where we are."

"Hurry up!" Alex banged on the door, and I scurried to finish. I opened the door as smell of lavender spilled out from the bathroom, "All yours."

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I sat on my bed, as Alex knocked on my door. We had a special knock, I know it's weird. But I makes us, us. "Come-" He barged in here without a care in the world.

"What were you thinking about at Dinner?" He stared at me intensely, as he opened my window and the cold breeze met my hot room. He could figure me out like a ten piece puzzle for kids.

"I just don't know why mom left us. That's all." I answered, but much more than that. I didn't want to talk about what was actually wrong. I just didn't feel like myself, I just wanted some relief to make this internal pain disappear. I don't know what I did wrong, I just like I shouldn't be alive after what I did.

"It wasn't your fault." Alex said as he embraced me, sobs racking my body as he held me tighter, he was the only one who knew didn't hate me, along with my dad. "But we should head to bed before dad finds us."

"Will you sleep next to me tonight?" I didn't want to be alone, I just wanted a presence so I wouldn't sink even farther than I have.

He smiled, and laid next to me. I laid flat on my back, looking at the glow in the dark stars. His sneeze broke the silence, and I turned my head to look over and he looked like he was doped up on drugs, but he was actually tired.

His eyes eventually shut, I just laid there. I felt like I was suffocating before I passed out.