The Moon Goddess' Daughter (On Hold or Not Finishing)

Chapter 1 - This is my life

Alexis POV

"ALEX!" I jumped up, startled to hear my name in an excited shout.

"Five more minutes" I mumbled, pushing my face further into my sweet, lavender scented pillow in hopes of falling back to sleep.

What was i even fucking thinking.

The next thing i know there's freezing cold water covering every inch of my body not leaving any part dry. My eyes shot open to spot Ricky and Jason holding empty buckets and Kyle in the far corner, his face showing full signs of amusement with massive traces of fear. Good, be afraid you asshole, standing there watching without doing anything to help.

When i turned to Ricky and Jason they were already rushing toward the door, purposefully tripping eachother to get away from me first.

"THIS. IS. WAR." I shouted, knowing full well they could hear me with my booming angry voice. I don't know why, but I've always had a strong, confident stance and voice when talking to people, never once being afraid or worried, as I'm the fastest and strongest in school without even needing to work out. Beat that bitches.

Ricky is my oldest brother, at 21, always being the trouble maker at home and getting people to help him with his annoying stunts, the little shit. Jason is 19, and just gone through the bad boy, player phase in high school. Kyle has always been my closest brother as he's the youngest of the boys, at 15, and a real rebel, so I have to keep his behaviour in check, which means A LOT of scolding from me. It's fun really, I'm Kyle's mother figure since our mom left us when Kyle was 5, only visiting from time to time, however we all just dismiss her so she leaves back to her home.

My father is the only reason we're not in an orphanage or by our selves in hiding, as we would do nearly anything to not have to go into those shitholes. Yeah, thats right, those places suck, i would know since one of my bestfriends, i have two; Laylah and Toby, Laylah used to live in one so she told me all of the negative shit about it. It's kind of scary, not knowing if you could go home with a pheodo that would use you as a sex slave or some kind of personal maid, haha yeah right that prick would be six feet under before he had a chance to lay a hand on me, I'm not scared.

When our father died it was a hard time for all of us. Rick took over full custody of Jase, Ky and I, knowing if he didn't then we'd all be separated, going to those nasty mother fuckers. Some kids that got to go home with parents were abused. ABUSED! What kind of sick fucker does that to a kid. I mean i get it, they aren't your sperm or egg, but that doesn't mean you need to make their life hell. Dumb mother fuckers.

My eyes darted back to where Kyle was a minute ago to find it desserted. In fact my whole room was cleared out. Great, peace and quiet. Minutes later I found myself staring into space, still shivering, when Kyle walked back in with neatly folded comfortors and pillows, ah, my hero!

"Thank you, little man" You could hear the smile in my voice.

"It's iytee, sis, least i can do with you soaked and all." He replied, smirking.

"Now shoo, I need to shower and change my bed!" I ordered playfully.

"Yes Miss Kennedy" He obeyed, still with that cute little smirk on his face before walking out of the room, closing the door after him. Oh how i want to slap it off right now, he knows i hate it when people call me 'Miss. Kennedy' since it was our abandoning mother's name. Yeah right, she did a fucking great job as a mother didn't she. Whatever, that bitch is a waste of a sperm and egg cell.

I walked into my ensuite bathroom and had a 18 minute shower. Did i mention that is a record? No? Well, I've always been one to take long showers since they relax my muscles real nice. I always feel tense lately, it's like my body is preparing for something, yet i have no fucking clue what. This shit hurts so the outcome better arive and fucking soon!

After stepping out of the shower i realised i forgot to bring clothes in with me.

Stupid fucking asshole.

It's alright though, my doors closed and i have a walk in closet incase anyone feels perverted enough to walk into my room, with or without knowing im undressed, while I'm trying to pick out clothes.

I walk to the closet like the ninja I am, AKA badass bitch, and decide on an army style camo croptop that ends just above my belly button, white high wasted jeans and my black and grey huaraches, on top of my white matching set of undergarments. Wait tf? Did I just say 'UNDERGARMENTS'? SHIT MAN I'M DYING, fuck this shit that is not how I talk. Whatever, I'm turning into one of those sweet british girls with strawberry blonde hair and blue eyes, that just screams innocence. I mean i still have my innocence but shit I'm not a little girl anymore. Any one could tell that since i have jet black hair with electric blue messy dip die, with purple eyes. I know right, purple? Some call it weird, the ones that want a death wish, but I call it unique.

I don't wear makeup, I like being natural, so I can skip that step. I picked up my wolf necklace and stared at its shimmering beauty. Its made with real silver and white diamonds. Time to call my favourite brother!

"Get your fatass in here, little man!" I shouted, loud enough for the whole house to hear but not shake like earlier. Seconds later Kyle is at my door knocking twice before awaiting my answer. I got up and opened the door before replacing my ass on my chair. Kyle knows what to do as he does this for me every morning, believe it or not.

"Hey sis, you look stunning." Kyle said with pride in his voice while fixing the necklace onto my neck, i'm guessing for having a beautiful sister. I mean I'm not beautiful but whatever.

"Aww, thankyou Kay" I pause and look at his outfit. "You look handsome, my little man's growing up." I pause again for dramatic effect while wiping away a fake tear. "I'm going to have to hold off all of the girls for you today, like everyday. Come on, give me a break will you?" I sighed like the badass drama queen i am while smiling brightly. He was wearing a white and gold Ralph polo with a pair of navy truies (True Religion jeans) with white air maxes with his white diamond studded Rolex and a diamond piercing in his left ear. He really did look like a mini Jason, lets just hope he doesn't turn out to be like him, having no respect for girls.

We walked to the kitchen together to notice it being completely wrecked due to one of Ricky and Jasons' play fights after Jason tried to cook egg but failing by a mile. It looked like someone threw up their dinner. I shuddered involuntarily at the thought. My eyes snapped to Jase and Rick, their faces confronted into horror knowing i haven't forgotten about earlier.

"What happened earlier?" I questioned, edging closer to the boys while they back away to the wall.

"Umm--well, we urmmm.. Run?" Jace asked panting silently from anxiety. Rick nodded slowly then leapt out from behind the couch, where they were hiding, well, trying to anyway, then ran through the doorway with Jace not far behind. I could give them an hour head start and still beat them so i decided to give them until i finished my breakfast to hide. I carried my legs to the oven which was still burning the dog shi--i mean eggs, emptied it out into the bin then put on bacon and scrambled eggs. Wow, that boy sure couldn't cook for shit.