Stupid Rich Girl

$ 6 - Fuck You

~What if Mike is short for Micycle~

Léna

"Alaric!" I yelled anxiously while I ran into the house. My yells echoed against the bare walls of the massive house and I grew even more anxious when I got no reply. Growing impatient, I just decided to go to his room, despite how many times he tells us to no enter there.

"Léna, what are you doing?" Isaac said as he I met him at the top of the stairs. His hair was messy and he was only wearing boxers.

Oh shit. I forgot it was nearly midnight.

"Are you only getting back now?" He asked with shock and worry evident in his tone.

"Uhhh, kinda, I got distracted" I said awkwardly. I went to step past him but he got in my way. I groaned and ran a hand through my hair.

"Why do you wanna talk to Alaric?" He asked sceptically. I can see his reason though as me and Alaric never talk, never mind want to talk to each other. The other day with the roses was the first time in a while but I don't think they even knew about that.

"Cause he's my brother, now move Isaac" I said with sass and stepped past him and ran down the hall before he could stop me. I came to the last door on the right and practically banged on it.

God he's gonna kill me.

I banged on it again when I got no answer and soon enough a pissed off Alaric came to the door.

Great, he just got out of bed too.

When he saw me his face softened slightly but he was still pissed, very, very pissed. I gave him a sheepish smile and walked into his room without permission. I began fiddling with my fingers and pacing around his clean room. Alaric was always a very clean person so since this was the first time I was in here, it wasn't a surprised that the place was spotless.

He closed the door and walked back to his bed. He sat down and looked at me expectantly. "Care to explain why you woke me up from my peaceful sleep" He said through gritted teeth but I didn't care about his tone of voice right now. So instead, I answered his question.

"Okay, so do you remember that guy with the hood that I was talking to you about that hates me and he's so rude and he reminds me of you and all that jazz? Yeah? Yeah. So when I went to the shop to get more pop tarts for me, and Eli - which are really nice by the way, you have to try them - I ended up in the 'bad side of town' apparently but it was grand, it was cheap, but when I was coming out of the place I was walking back to the car I passed this alley way and it was dark but I heard someone curse and they sounded in pain so I called into it but got no answer - bare in mind the only light was the light from the dodgy fucking street lamp - but then they groaned again and I walked into the alley way which was very stupid, I get it. But the guy told me to go away and he sounded horrible when I knelt down I front of him and now the only source of light was the fucking moon so I could barely make him out, but guess what I could make out, hmm, hmm - guess! " I yelled breathless. He opened his mouth to answer but I stuck up my finger before he could answer.

"I'll tell you what I could make out. A bullet in his fucking shoulder!" I yelled. Now this had caught his attention as his eyes went wide and he stood up but I still didn't let him speak. He probably thought this had something to do with us instead.