My Ride or Die

Chapter 15

Hunter

"Well, well, well. Our little angel is home," they said.

Jenny is an angel, I thought to myself in the pantry closet.

"Jenny," the mother said in an emotionless tone. "Did you remember to take the laundry from out back and wash the chimney?"

Wash the chimney? What the fuck-

"Yes, Ma'am," she replied in a tiny voice. Wait no. What happened to my sweet and vibrant girl? Why is she talking like a little mouse?

"Did you remember to wash the walls? Sweep the stairs? Wash the windows? Polish my diamonds? And give Spike his bath?"

Lady is she your slave or your daughter?

"Yes, Stepmother. I cleaned everything."

"Very good then," she said in a stern voice. "You can eat now," she said and she slammed on the table what sounded like a paper bag. "My scraps are good enough."

Aw hell no! This bitch is cold.

"How was school today?", a gentle male voice asked. I assume her father.

"It was fine, Dad. I helped a new kid get settled and showed him around. He was really sweet."

"What was his name?", her stepmom asked.

She paused. "William," she said.

William. What the fuck?

"He was a nice boy. White. And rich."

"Hmm...don't get any ideas of dating him. No boys until you're 25," her stern stepmother said.

"Yes, Ma'am. I know. Um...Caleb wanted to show you something that he made in the backyard. Why don't you go show Mommy and Daddy what you made?"

I heard footsteps what sounded like everyone but Jenny's, of whom she pushed outside and what seemed like she wanted to open the door for me to let me out. Clever girl.

However, I heard another male voice.

"Hey there, Cupcake," he said.

Now who the fuck is this?

"H-hi, Brandon," she said in a fearful voice.

He walked toward her, from what I could see from the shadows of their feet under the door.

I swear if he touches her-

"B-Brandon, do you want some cookies?", she asked kindly, trying to keep the peace.

There was a silence. And then a yelp.

"You know what cookie I really want," he said with his snake-like tongue.

IS THAT HER STEPBROTHER?!

"Brandon, please stop," she begged. "I'm gonna call your mother!", she threatened. "So?", he said. "We all knows she's gonna believe me and not some whore of a stepdaughter."

I heard a crunch of what seemed like him taking a bite out of a cookie and then retreating footsteps.

"I'll see you around, Cupcake," he hissed.

Oh Jenny. Please give me 5 minutes alone with him. I promise he won't be a problem to you anymore. Him and his witch of a mother.