After what happened last night , my dad calling . I couldn't help but wonder why now? Did he really want us back ? If he called that had to have meant he cared enough to see if we were okay . Right ? I couldn't wrap my head around it.
I finally decide to get out of bed or I'd make myself go crazy about the phone call .
I smile at the mirror . Hoping today would be better . That it will be okay everything will be as long as you have hope . That's what my mom always used to say to me . Have hope darling . Have hope .
I walk to the kitchen looking for breakfast . Looking in the cabinets to see nothing. Of course . Zane's friends always come over and take what we have left . Animals . Do they ever think about the child here ?
"Zane!" I shout . All I wanted was a nice bowl of cereal. But I can't even have that to myself .
I search the house for him but he was nowhere to be seen . God I hate when he leaves when without telling me .
I decided to clean all the beer bottles and food wrappers left by Zane's friends . Zane isn't even a slob, his friends are the problem .
Suddenly the door opens . My heart drops .
"Who is it?" I shout . Suddenly I hear Zane's voice, thank god. Sometimes his friends randomly come to the house like it's a hot spot . May I say some of them are perverts.
Zane walks in with another guy . Great another buddy of his . I knew I'd get perverted looks . I was wearing almost nothing .
The guy who appears behind my brother isn't a familiar face . I usually know his friends . This isn't one of them .
"Hey lil sis" Zane walks in with a bag of groceries. I was still trying to see who this "new" person was .
"Who's the new friend?" I ask as I unpack the grocery bag. The guy lays on our couch like he owns the place . I give him a stare hoping he'd see that I wasn't pleased by his "manners". It was my house too .
"His names Vincent he needs a place to stay for the night, he offered me a pretty good deal just so he could and I took it".
"Oh god Zane what now?" Deals weren't good . My brother wasn't really the type of guy to follow rules . He rolls his eyes not amused by my concern .
"Don't worry about it , it's our business" I hated when he tells me not to worry about it when he knew I would.
Zane leaves to his room leaving me with a stranger laying on my couch . This guy must've offered him a good ass deal. My brother doesn't trust many people to just come in his house .
I decided to greet myself . He was in my house on my couch .
I take a good look at the sleeping man on my couch. He was quite attractive . Actually, very attractive. I was surprised at this because my brother doesn't really bring home attractive men. They're usually just a bunch of junkies .
The guy looked beaten up. Bruises covered his face . But I didn't care if his night was rough or not . I was curious about the offer he made my brother . I needed to know what kind of trouble this was now .
I tap the guy or so his name "Vincent" on his shoulder harshly . He ignored it.
"Hey!" I shout getting annoyed. His eyes slowly open . He groans putting his hands to his face.
"Didn't mean to wake you but I need to know something" he looks at . Not saying a word . He just gazes down my body . Forgetting that I was still in my pajamas.
"Eyes up here please?"He looks away rolling his eyes. Wow that was rude . I give him a furious look .
"Don't worry love, you are way to young for me" he says . His voice scratchy . He chuckles at my reaction .
"I'm not young. I'm 17 years old . A women who demands respect. You are in my house ."
"Yes ma'am" he chuckles. He probably looks at me as a joke . I'd show him I'm not a joke.
He slowly falls back asleep ignoring me as if I weren't there. I smile knowing what to do. I needed answers .
I slowly pour a bucket of water on his face . He jumps up off the couch . I chuckle.
"What the hell" I give him a big fake smile .
"Listen Vincent I won't bother you at all during your stay here but I need to know something" he looks at me confused.
"And you couldn't wait until I woke up"
"Do I need to repeat myself?" He smirks.
" What is it love?" It seemed like this was amusing him knowing I was already annoyed .
"What was the deal you made with my brother?" he smirks again . Man was he something . That smirk...
"That I can not say dear" of course he couldn't . It wasn't my "business".
"Okay well at least tell me what gang your from, who are you working with?" I needed to now what kind of people my brother was making deals with .
" well you're quite demanding" he glances down at me again. Ugh men. I swear all of them were perverted .
" tell me now Vincent" I was desperate to know . This would be the closest I'd ever get to knowing what my brother was up to with his life . He always blocked me out. He always says it's to dangerous to know anything .
" listen DJ the people I work for are big big people , people you shouldn't want to know . You and this little house could be gone in seconds . The people you love could be put at risk. You don't want anything to do with this life . Because once you know you know . No turning back . And you should be doing teenage things that teenagers do . Leave it alone". He gets up leaving. I watch as he walks out of the house .
Tears fill up my eyes. My brother was in deep shit. He's to good of a guy to be on those streets with those kinds of people . Or so I thought. Maybe I don't even know who my brother is.
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Bad Love
RomanceDoes age really matter when it comes to love? A young 17 year old girl takes the risk of finding out what the bad boys life is like . The only problem is that he's 24.. That doesn't stop anything, at least not to her .