"Morning Billy" A voice sings, as I slowly enter reality from being asleep.
"D-Don't call me that. Go away." I mumble to myself, sleepily.
"Get up." The voice speaks again
I rub my eyes and look up to see my older brother, Ethan smirking at me. This wakes me up.
"Okay! I'm up-."
I'm cut off as my head is shoved into my bed. His large hand nearly covers the whole side of my head as he's forces into my pillow. I feel his other cold hand quickly wrap around the waistband of my underwear.
Why do I have to wake up to this?
"Sorry, what did you say?" His low voice sneers, as he launches my underwear toward my neck. My face scrunches up in pain, as he tugs my underwear more.
"Ow! OW Ethan please stop please.." I beg, breathing fast and hoping he'll listen. My right hand makes a fist and scrunches up my bed sheet as I clench the fist tighter the more it hurts.
He releases both his hands. I let out the breath I was holding in. He had let go only to grab my underwear with two hands. He tore them up to my head causing me to wince in pain as I start to hear the sound of my under wear ripping in half.
It's over now.
"I have to be at school in ten for practice." Ethan announces, "So if your not ready by then, you're walking yourself to school fuck face." He smirks. And with that being done and said, promptly leaves my room. I roll onto my back once I know he's gone.
I frown and shake my head. I make my way to my closet to start getting ready. I chose an outfit and hold the coat hangers firmly in one hand, and lean over to shut my door.
Once I'm dressed, I get caught up with staring at myself in the mirror near my sister, Cameron's, bed. Picking at every detail I don't like.
Knowing that I'm running out of time I quickly jog down the hall to the bathroom to brush my teeth and do my hair. I check my phone to see the time 7:45
"Shit" I exclaim to myself.
I leave my phone in the bathroom and run back to my room. I throw some socks on my feet and slide into my vans.
I look around my room and grab my books, bag and... phone. Where's my phone? My thoughts are interrupted as I hear Grayson's voice boom from the other room
"Who the fuck is Brandon Norman?"
'Oh no...'
I run back down the hall faster to his room, where I heard his voice. I dive for my phone but just as I do he lifts it up above my head. Causing me stumble to the wall.
"Please Gray," I whine "Ethan will kill me if he's late to practice." I pant.
"Cool?" He scoffs, and frowns.
He leans forward on a leg and grabs my wrist. Against my will he uses my thumb to unlock my phone. I decide not to bother putting up a fight as he opens Snapchat and opens the snap from Brandon.
"So have you thought about tonight? I hope I can see you." He reads out loud.
This is just embarrassing.
It sits in the air for a minute, as he bursts into laughter. I was expecting another reaction but I'm grateful he's laughing over it.
He holds me back, by using his free left hand to push me away, as he quickly reply's back to him.
"Grayson!" I yell.
He throws me my phone as I catch it with both hands.
He smirks at me, with an evil look as he shoves past me.
"Don't make me tell Ethan we're running late because you were talking to a boy." He threatens.
I go to see what he had sent to Brandon but the time is now 7:52.
Shit.
I grab my bags and sprint down the stairs. I missed breakfast completely so I grab an apple from the kitchen. The early morning breeze hits me when I run out the front of the house.
Ethan's in the car, waiting. Grayson is only a few steps ahead of me. I shut the door behind me and lock it. What a start to a Friday morning.
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Oh Brother
FanfictionIf there is anyone that knows what it's like to have an older brother it's Bailey Dolan, but times two. Balancing her own life amongst twin teenagers that are bullies more then brothers some days, she suffers each day waiting patiently for some kind...
