Chapter 12

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*BREANA'S (P.O.V)*

The plane landed and I went to baggage claim and got my stuff. I called a cab and got dropped off at my house. "Thank you sir." I said and paid him. He drove away and I went into my house. "It's so fucken empty and lonely here." I said to myself. "There's no time to waste on being lonely or sad Breana you have shit to take care of." I said I went up to my room and sat down on my bed. "Okay so I'm all alone and my parents are dead sooo.... the house is mine? Did my parents even have a will?"  I called my mother's lawyer. "Yes hello this is Alba Davidson's daughter." I said into my phone. "Oh, Breana right?" Said the man. "Yea that's me, so I was wondering does my mother have a will?" I asked. "No, no she doesn't I tried convincing her into making one but she said that wills were only for old people." He said. "So that means all her stuff is mine?" I asked. "Since you're her oldest child you decide what happens to her belongings and money." He said. "Oh, okay" I said and hung up. "This house is mine!!!, I get to decide what it looks like." I said excitedly. "I am totally gonna remodel this place." I started walking around the house and drawing up designs. "Okay so there's 6 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a livingroom, den, kitchen, and a basement." I said to myself. "I'll keep my bedroom, and make the room next door into a walk in closet, turn my mom's room into an office, keep 2 guest rooms.  then I'll keep my piano room, but I don't know what to do with basement yet." I said happily. "Hmmm I wonder how much my mom and stepdad have in their bank accounts." I went on my laptop and opened up all my parents bank accounts. I never really knew exactly what my parents did for a living, all I knew is that they did something with real estate. Adding up all they had in their banking accounts there were millions. "I don't need all this money." I said. Let's think of this later. I moved on from their bank accounts and looked through all the properties they had. They had 2 properties in bakersfield and 4 in La, I'd have to check them out later.

I went into my car and went over to my stepdad's family's house to see my brother and tell his family. When I got to the house I knocked on the door and my stepdad's sister opened the door. I told her what happened to her brother and she burst into tears. I tried to comfort her but my stepdad's family didn't really like me either. "Can I talk to my brother?" I asked her. She left into the house and brought out my brother. "Hey Chris." I said. "Hi Breana." He said awkwardly, we never really had a brother sister relationship considering we never really saw each other. "We need to talk." I said seriously. We went over to the couch on the porch and sat down. "So your mom and dad died."I said while looking at him. "How" he whispered without making eye contact. "The plane they were on crashed." I said. He stayed quiet. "I know you really loved them and that they really loved you, and that this is probably really hard for you, but I'm still here, and I know that we've never been close but I wanna be here for you." I said. He was trying his best not to cry in front of me. "I don't mean to seem cruel or heartless but I still have to talk to you about other things." I said, he nodded his head. "Well first off I'm setting aside 5 million dollars from your mom and dad's bank accounts for you, but you can't access them until your 18, so you still have like 5 years until you can use any of it, but I'm also putting 100,000 in a credit card that you can use in case you need anything. And then I'm giving you 2 of the properties mom and Goerge own." I said. "Okay." He said quietly. I reached over and grabbed his hands. "I don't know if mom or Goerge ever said anything about me to you but I get if you don't like me either." I said. "I never believed a word they said about you." He said, I smiled. "I have a question for you" I said gently, he looked up at me. "In October I'll be turning 18, so that'll make me a legal adult, so I was wondering if you wanted to stay here with your aunt or come live with me?" I asked him. He looked down. "I don't know Breana." He mumbled. "It's okay you don't have to decide now it's only July so you have a while, I won't be mad at you if you decide to stay here, but until I see you again I bought you something." I said and reached into my purse to pull out a box. I handed the box to him and he unwrapped it. "You got me an Iphone 5s." He said surprised. "Ya, I remember one time when mom and Goerge were staying in the house and they were talking about how you kept asking them to upgrade your phone so... I got you it." I said and smiled. "Thank you." He said and hugged me, I squeezed him tightly not wanting to let go. He let go of me and smiled. "If your ever in trouble or need me, just call." I said and got up from the couch and so did he. "I will." He said and hugged me again. I let go and walked to my car, and then drove away.

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