Being thrown away in the garbage in a dark alleyway in London when she was only a baby, she should have died that day... But she didn't.. instead, a man saved her. He brought her in and saved her, fed her, bathed her, raised her and more importantly...
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I managed to fall asleep on the plane which was nice cause I hadn't slept in a couple of days. Only to be woken up by an overly high pitch voice. "miss we have landed". I huffed and got up I could tell she was annoyed by me. I just rolled my eyes and threw my backpack over my shoulder. I walked through the airport deciding whether or not I could just run away. I don't even know what my brother looks like and he probably doesn't even know what I look like. I mean I am fifteen years old about to meet and live with my six brothers and father who I had never met before. I walk towards star bucks and see a buff tall man in a suit leaning against the wall on his phone. He wore a navy suit what screamed expensive. He is not my brother just the thought of him being my brother is bonkers. I am looking for a low scrum guy to be my brother. I glance over Starbucks once more the fancy man looked up at me. probably thinking I am going to jump him or something. Screw this I am just going to run away and start a new life by myself. I turn around and walk away as fast as my scrawny bony legs can take me.
"HEY". A large hand catches my shoulder. Instinct kicks in and I turn around to punch the person in the face. only for my fist to be caught in a very large hand. I look up to the fancy man. "Are you Breanna"? He asks and I am internally dropping my shock. "What's it to you"? I snatch my hand back and raise my eyebrows at him. "I am Alexander I am your third oldest brother.. that is if you are Breanna"? he asks with eyebrows raised and his eyes dancing in amusement. "I guess I am". I huff and roll my eyes. The fancy man has golden blonde hair and chocolate brown eyes... like me... "You look so much like Bruno". He murmurs but I heard him. I raised my eyebrows at him sceptically questioning what he just said. "Bruno is your.... twin". He says twin weirdly like he was saying it with disbelief. I stare at him with my eyebrows raised. "Ok". He cleared his throat. "Let's get you home the others are eager to meet you". He walks slightly behind me putting a hand in the sole of my back. I slap his hand away and glare at him. He gets the message and just walks in front of me. We then to walk to some private car park and there is a single black SUV amongst a massive empty car park. "here you are my lady". He says opening the front passenger car and bowing. I stare at him weirdly and look at him like 'are you stupid' face. I get in and put the seatbelt on. "Cheers". I mutter under my breath. He closes the door before getting into the driver's seat.
"So Breanna-".
"It's Brea". I cut him off quickly not caring if I was rude or not. "Brea dont cut me off when I or any of your brothers and especially father are speaking". His tone was filled with anger he sounded like a disappointed parent. I stared in the opposite direction rolling my eyes at him. I only just met him and fancy man is already trying to be a parent. Well, fancy man you can kindly bugger off. "As I was going to say, I hope that you are ok with everything that has happened. I know this is overwhelming for you. Trust me it is also for us. We only learnt last night that we had a little sister". This caught my attention I stare at him trying to read through his words to see if he is lying or not. "So, you didn't know I existed". He seemed shocked at my bluntness. "yes, not until last night". He spoke calmly but still was shocked by my bluntness. He probably thought I was going to be some sweet little angel or something. "Interesting".
