"Do it! Give me a reason to hit you", I snapped. One of my brother's friends stared at me like I was an idiot.
"Really", he asked stiffling back laughter. I cringed.
"Damn you! I'm going to kick your ass", I screamed running at him. He turned just as I stepped onto a school desk and jumped towards him slamming my foot into his face. He spun and hit the wall. I landed on my feet. Another friend came out my from behind and grabbed my arms. I kicked my feet up and wrapped them around the guy's head. I ended up sitting on his shoulders with my arms crossed across my chest.
"Dumbasses", I smirked. The guy I was sitting on grabbed at me. I placed my palm to his head and jumped off. The guy grabbed at me again and I slapped his hand away grabbing his collar and pulling him into an awaiting headbutt. Two down. Three to go. A brunette smirked and reached for me. I moved out of the way and jumped back. I landed next to the poor bastard that got kicked in the face.
"Dude. We just want to talk", the brunette said. A blonde dude with a scraggily face smiled. I crinkled my nose and elbowed him in the face. He backed away his nose bleeding.
"Ow!" He made a foolish decision and grabbed a handful of my hair. He pulled me towards him and I kneed him in between the legs. His eyes widened and he released my hair falling back. He had his hands over his crotch. The brunette came for me. I grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a kiss. That knocked him to the ground. I wiped my lips. Gross.
Where was Lucas? He didn't help me at all. After that moment...he left....everything went bad. Did he tell these douches to hurt me? I wouldn't doubt it because after all they were his friends. But part of me wanted to believe...it couldn't be him. He was my brother...I loved him.
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"Tell me", someone said. I wasn't thinking straight. I sighed and looked at my father.
"Lucas? Do you know why your brother came home covered in bruises", my father asked in a stern voice. I heard the word bruises and shot out of my seat.
"Oh my god! Is Hayden okay", I asked. My father blinked a couple of times.
"Y-Yes. He's fine", my father responded clearing his throat.
(BECAUSE OF WHITEDOVESPIRIT I WILL CONTINUE THIS LATER!!!)
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I love....my brother?
RomanceLucas is a twenty three year old living with his parents and siblings because he recently got fired from his job.. His sister is very dark and his brother Hayden, who is eighteen, is crushing on him. What happens when Lucas has to choose between his...
