I Came Back For Revenge

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"I'm home Bitches!" I yell.

"Ronnie?" I stop immediately at the voice of my mother.

"The one and only." I smirk.

"Oh well your brother is in his room, I'm sure he would be more than happy to see you. Let me go get hi-"

"No!" I cut her off.

"Why not?"  She asks. Shit.

"Nothing, nothing go ahead I'll be waiting." I really don't want to see that monster.

Oh who am I kidding?

I was bound to see him. He's my brother. He is a cruel, bloody, vicious, cold blooded monster. But he's my brother.

He comes down the stairs with a blank face. Once our eye meet his face falls and is replaced with shock. I already know I'm wearing the biggest smirk ever.

"My, my darling how much you've changed." My mom says.

"Indeed I did."

I did change a lot.

I got a lot skinnier, I'm a lot more healthy now. I grew out my red firey hair, so now it's really long. I replaced my glasses with contacts. My wardrobe is now replaced with leather clothes, and leather clothes only. I now wear make up. I took defense classes, and learned how to fight. I stopped reading and watching anime. I got a huge attitude problem now, I learned how to talk back and stand up for myself. I no longer have straight A's, more like straight D's. I go to clubs and parties and get drunk, I don't take shit from anyone, I kick box, I only wear combat boots a conver's, I've had about 3 boyfriends, I never was the one to be a whore. I break rules all the time, never listen, I got kicked out of atleast 3 schools, I even went as far as to get a few tattoos. I have a few right now.

One on my right wrist that says "karma's a bitch" another behind my ear that says "faith" on my knuckles it spells "Try me" written on my chest says, "this is my resting bitch face"  then lastly on my forearm it says "fragile but tough weak but strong sane but insane I am longer the same" I basically got it as reminder to conceal how I feel within. But that's another story for another time.

So yup, no more nerdy fat girl, I'm no longer the old Ronnie Daniels. I'm an icy cold bitch.

I take my time to look over the house.

"Wow, not a lot has changed here since I left." I say. "It's disgusting. I hate it."

"Well Ronnie I'm the only parent in this house and I don't care if you like it or not you live under this roof now." She says sternly.

"Yea well wish I didn't."

I turn to look at Justin and mutter a simple 'hmm'. He hasn't changed a lot ethier. Only that he has longer hair, his skin is darker, and he got taller. Still the same monster though.

"You look...different." Justin says. I roll my eyes. Is he trying to be nice? Does he think I'll forgive him and run into his arms. HELL NO.

Not after the shit he did two years ago to completely ruin my life.

"Wish I could say the same for you. Unfourtently J, I can't." I say as cold as ice.

Just on cue I hear a knock at the door. I open it and see my BMW motorcycle. Yay! It's finally here.

"Ooh, I guess my motorcycle just got back from its flight." I turn to look at my mom. She looks frozen, shocked. While Justin is oogling over my bike.

"Hey, don't touch it or so help me I will chop off your hand. Trust me." I say serious. His face pales slightly.

I chuckle lightly. "I'm kidding, God your so gullible."

A look of Relif washes over his face.

"Yeah, no I'm not, I'm totally serious. Touch my baby and your hand will be mine." I say again.

I turn to my mom and say, "oh ya ma, aunt Luna told me to tell you she said hi." I announce. She nods in response. I tur

The air around us is now tense and heavy. Its so silent even I can't handle it, so I decide to go to the mall to pick up some things I may need since I'm back at home.

"Well, since my bike is here I guess I'll go to the mall to buy a few things. Don't wait up." I say before hoping on my bike.

"God, Ronnie what has gotten into you?" My brother asks. I sigh deeply.

"Yeah, what the heck is wrong with you? What happend?" My mom then asks. I turn to look at Justin then chuckle darkly.

"Oh mum... your son happend." I say so coldly, bitter, and dark while holding my gaze on Justin. They both gasp and I can't blame them for doing so, because even I'm surprised at my tone. Rolling my eyes, I sigh before racing down the street into nothingness.

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