Mind Riddles

Marriage

My mother was a sweet innocent woman. She was very kind to anyone that she talked to. She was never rude no matter how rude someone was to her. But, that only lasted a few years. 

I'm 17 and my mother and father divorced after my father found out how broken and crazy my mother was. He thought I would turn out like her so he left me with her. She began to kill for fun and she left me at home alone. I was ok with this. I mean being alone was pretty fun. Doing whatever I pleased, no one telling me to clean anything, no one yelling at me, no one telling me how to live my life. But it also became very lonely. 

 One day when I was sitting on the couch my mother came back early. She smiled at me, a smile I missed, the smile my father took with him. I would of never thought I would ever see that smile ever again. 

 She walked through the door, but not alone. A man and a boy, he looked my age, walked in with her. "Oh Aaron!!!" I raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes?" She ran over to me and yanked me up. "This is Bill!!" She yelled in my face. "And?" She frowned at me. "We're getting married!!" I look at her with an emotionless face. "Ok and what does this have to do with me?" She frowns once more. 

"He'll be your step-father, and this-" She grabbed the young boys arm and pulled him to her side."-This will be your step-brother." Bill jumps in before I could say anything. "He's my step son, his mother died so I took him in. You will not be related to him in anyway."

 I finally take a good look at him. He was very attractive. His short black hair was smoothed back, but his front bangs were in front of his eyes. His glasses were on the edge of his nose.   

He smiled softly and I moved my messy hair out of my red eyes. His blue eyes sparkled as he looked at me up and down. There was blood stains on my T-shirt and my jeans had holes in them from running. My belt came above my pelvis, and my boots came to about my ankle. I rolled my sleeves up showing off my pale skin. 

 He smiled again. "Aaron, take this sweet boy to your room and show him where he'll be staying." I gave her a dead look. I took the boy by the hand and saw him blush and I smirked. I lead him to my room and threw him on my bed. He shivered. "What's your name?" He stuttered over his words.

 "J-James." 

 "Well James, if you're gonna live here you need to learn how it works around here." I gave him a bloody grin. "You do as I say, and no one gets hurt." 

-Three weeks later- 

It's been three weeks since Bill and James moved in. I won't say I don't like them being here. James has been very very helpful to me. He cleans the house so I don't have to do anything. It's nice having a maid. The problem is I don't think he has a problem with it.

"Aaron?" I looked up at him and smiled. "Yes?" His blue eyes sparkled once more. I know that look. 

Let's just say me and James ended up having fun after a week of living in the same house and always being around each other. My mother and Bill have been going out every night and left me and James alone. 

"I'm lonely." He sat on my lap and kissed my neck slightly. I groaned under my breath and held onto his waist. "You just want to get on my nerves." I whispered in his ear sending shivers down his spine. He laughed slightly. "Maybe." I growled and threw him on his back. "It's working." 

Thanks for reading my shitty story, I'm trying to get this entire story done in maybe a month. Not many people will read this I know. Oh well readers are good.