Elizabeth Marshall is someone who has suffered a lot since she was kicked out of her house. Her sister Hayley Marshall was also kicked out too. She and Hayley were the closest sister ever after they only had each other. But that changes when the old...
I woke up the next morning groaning as the sun hit my face. I turned around looking the other way. I saw the time seeing it was 11:00 am. I sighed and got up walking over to my bathroom.
After getting a nice hot bath i wrapped a towel around and one around my hair. I opened my small closet and picked out an outfit. Got dressed and did my hair.
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I didn't know what to do today I'm just going to go to that restaurant Rousseau and get something to drink. Yes i know to early, but fuck it.
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Once i got there i sat down on the bar stool and called the bar tender. A cute man walked over smirking. "So what can i get you, beautiful?" he flirted. I smiled sweetly. "Bourbon please" i said my voice coming out small and sweet my smile still on my face.
This happens each time i go to a bar, ask for a drink, the men flirt with me, i flirt back, then things go far or i just leave them wishing something could've happened.
Call me a bitch, but thats how i like my life.
I then thought of where Hayley could be. Probably with her body guards, but it looks like a good day to bother her.
I put a twenty on the bar stool and winked goodbye at him. Before walking out and towards the compound. If your wondering how i know well Hayley left me a piece of paper with the location. Don't know why, but good she did.
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I parked my car outside this big house and put the keys on my jacket, which covered one of my two tattoos. i walked inside not bothering to knock.
I perked up my ears as i heard voices upstairs and then a 'Hayley!'. I walked up the stairs following the voices my boots clicking on the floor.
As i walked into the room living room look like i saw my sister behind the man i guess named Elijah. He had things written around his body that looked like tattoos. I looked at his abs and smirked. Then saw my sister trace her hand on his back.
