What We Wanted...

CHAPTER 6

"Let's play a game." I told him as we sat down and ate our ice cream.

After the encounter with the pervert we decided to get our ice cream to go. Now we were currently sitting at the park.

"Sure which one."

"How about twenty questions." I suggest, He just shrugs and told me to start.

"So when's your birthday." I ask easy questions.

"June 17, how about you."

"November 3rd."

"Do you like your new life here."

"Not really, but it's not like I have a choice." I mutter the last part to myself. But I'm pretty sure he hears me and lets it slide.

"How long have you lived in Cali."

"Born and raised." He says turning to face me.

"Okay, if you wanted to be any animal, which one would you be?"

"A chameleon, that way I can watch people without being seen." He says a playful wink at the end.

"Ew you pervert." I say as he finishes the last of his ice cream.

"I'm a guy." He shrugs.

"Didn't you mother teach you manners?" I tease.

"Haha, I have something to ask you." He says slowly.

"That's the point of this game." I tease, he rills his eyes and looks over to me.

He looks like what he was about to ask is really Important so I stop eating my ice cream and face him.

"If you don't mind me asking where is your mom, because I highly doubt she would let you talk to your father like that." He asks slowly.

"No need to be so nervous." I teases, nudging his shoulder.

"Excuse me, girls are complicated I don't know what to expect." He laughs.

"She died at child birth." I say.

"I'm sorry." He says.

"No need its not like you killed her." I shrug, finishing off the last of my ice cream.

"Alright, do you have any siblings?" He asks.

"Yes she does." Jax says while walking towards where Lyndon and I are sitting on the swings.

I let out a loud sigh and looked up into Jax's green eyes. We just stared at each other having a mental conversation.

"Who are you." Lyndon asks in a very not so nice tone.

I could see the gears changing in my brothers head. With the 'who the fuck does this guy think he is. He runs away with my sister and then starts talking back to me.'

I quickly stand up when I notice Lyndon getting up to stand between them.

"Jax this is my friend Lyndon, Lyndon this is my twin brother Jackson."

"What the fuck do you think your doing with my sister?" Jax asks, but I notice a small smile tug at his lips.

"What's it to you?" Lyndon asks with a smirk.

All of the sudden Jax and Lyndon burst out laughing while holding each others shoulder for support.

I look between the two of them wondering why they are just laughing.

"OMG Alex you should have seen your face when we looked like we were about to fight." Jax says after he calms down.

"Haha, so how do you guys know each other." I ask.

They look between the two of them and then back at me then back at themselves.

"We met at a strip club." Jax says quickly.

Lyndon looks at him and sighs heavily. I know there lying I can see it in both of there expressions.

When Jax lies he bites his lower lip and from what I know about Lyndon he plays with his fingers avoiding eye contact.

I look at both of them and decide to just let it slide.

"Anyways I have heard enough. Lyndon I'll see you later" I say looking at Lyndon and waving bye "and twin let's go home."

Jax scrunches his nose because he hates it when I refer to him as twin. Lyndon just waves and walks away. As Jax and I make our way to his car.

"How did you find me." I ask Jax when we sit in the car.

"I used my twin telepathy." He says chuckling.

I slap his arm playfully.

"I just used find my iPhone. Dad told me you stormed out of the house with a guy, so I tracked your phone and watched you for some time then when he asked you that question I thought that would make a cool entrance." He says chuckling.

I just roll my eyes at him and look out the window.

The car ride home is quite after that, but not the bad kind.

When we reach home I don't even acknowledge my farther presence in the living room. On the first floor you have the living room, which is right next to the main entrance. Then the kitchen and dinning room. I just walk up the staircase to my library.

Our house was so big that they were six extra rooms on the second floor. Apart from my room and Jax and my fathers.

In the extra room each of us go to pick two rooms and use them for whatever we want. I assume this was my fathers way of trying to bribe me to talk to him. I took the bribe but I didn't talk to him.

In my two rooms, one is a library. And the other my own dance studio. Jax uses one of his rooms for storing his sports equipment since he plays almost every sport. And the second an art studio. My father uses one as his personal office and the other I don't know, he has never allowed anyone in there.

The third floor has the game room, gym, Second living room for my father when he has company, and the lounge/den for when Jax and I have company. Ands the main balcony. Every bedroom on the second floor has a balcony of its own but the largest is on the third floor.

I sit down in one of the various sofas in my library and do some homework, After reading for almost two hours I head to my room.

My room is dark purple with one white wall where my king sized bed is in the middle with fairy light hanging above my bed, with a nightstand on the side. Opposite my bed is my flat screen and right beside it are to white doors. One leading to my bathroom and the other my walk in closet.

The other walls are filled with photos from my old home and pictures with family and friends.

Another thing Jax and I have in common is our rooms. They have the exact same layout but different walls. His are dark blue with one black where his bed is.

I head to my shower and a strip of my uniform, take a shower and dress into my pj's. I face time with my friends from back home I go to sleep.

***

I wake up to the sound of pounding on my door and Jax telling me I'm gonna be late. I lazily get out of bed with a gut feeling that today something is gonna happen.

I take a quick shower and put on my uniform in record time. I throw on a jean jacket. I rush down the stairs and grab some snacks from the pantry and run to my car and notice Jax's car isn't there he must have left.

When I park my car in the school parking and walk out I notice people staring at me.

I ignore there stares because it's nothing new. I quickly walk towards my locker and and stop in my tracks when I see what is plastered on it.

Oh fuck.