Butchs P.O.V

A poor woman meeting a rich guy and instantly falling in love. That was basically my mom's story. After having me and leaving my actual father she was broken. When she met this rich scientist guy Edward Utonium at a cafe her world changed. They fell in love got married blah blah blah. I was happy for her and all but there is a big catch. I have a terrible stepsister she's a fucking spoiled rich bitch. When we first met I accidentally spilled a cup of soda on her and she threw a fit. The only thing she cared about was a damn dress. Who the hell buys a dress for one million dollars? It didn't even look that expensive.

Flashback*

Me and my mom went to some bullshit cafe to get something to eat. I wasn't hungry so I just got a soda. "So Butch I finally got a new job," mom enthusiastically yelled. "What's it about?" I ask and take a sip of my soda. Honestly, I'm not interested in what job she has I just don't wanna get on her bad side. Mom can get violent sometimes "I'm a secretary at a clothing company" she smiled brightly holding up a letter. "Sounds nice mom" I replied looking away from her. "I know right" mom yells. "I'm gonna go get a refill I'll be right back," I say and get up. "Ok go ahead" she answers.

I walk to the fountain drink station and refill my cup with the same soda. I look over at my mom at the table and she looks so excited about this job. She'll get fired in two days that's for sure. I turned around to walk back to the table but I accidentally bumped into someone and dropped my cup of soda on them. "Shit" I curse under my breath.

"What the hell is wrong with you" the girl that I bumped into yelled. "It was an accident calm down" I roll my eyes. The blonde looks up at me with anger in her eyes "You ruined my dress do you know how much this cost" Blondie says pushing her now wet hair away from her face. "No, I don't and I honestly don't care" I scoff. "Of course you don't you probably don't even know where to get a million dollars" she insults me. I look at her dress and it basically looked like a longer version of a white tank top. It had diamonds going down her sides and that was definitely the reason why it cost that much.

"Father" Blondie yells and a tall slim guy comes running over. His hair was black and it was gelled back he was wearing a white button-up shirt with black pants and formal black shoes. "Whats wrong Bubbles?" he asked concerned. "Just look at me this bastard spilled soda on me" she complains turning to her father. "Oh we can fix you right up let's head home" he pleads. "What you're not gonna do anything about this" Blondie stomps her foot on the ground extremely upset. "I'm sure it was an accident Bubbles I can't do much about this" he replies trying to calm his daughter down. "Ruining this dress is a crime throw him in jail" she crosses her arms. Rich people have the craziest minds it makes no sense. What police officer is going to throw me in jail for that, the fashion police? "We can buy another one Sweety," he says. "We cant this is the only one ever made and this asshole ruined it" Blondie turns around and points at me. "Seriously it's a fucking dress you act like I scratched up your car" I roll my eyes.

My mom looks over and walks over to us. Mom almost fell because of the wet floor but Blondies father caught her. "Whoops sorry" Mom apologizes and they separate then look at the two of us. "If you go near my car you're dead" she threatens. "I wasn't saying I would actually scratch up your car Blondie" I reply. "Don't you dare call me Blondie" she yells. "Butch be polite now what happened?" Mom asked. "I spilled soda on her no big deal" I shrug and cross my arms. "This is a big deal, you cant get soda out of this material" Blondie 'corrects' me. She's a damn spaz. Who fucking cares about this shit? "I'll wash it out for you if you want" Mom offered. "How do you know you can actually get this stuff out?" she questioned turning her head to my mom. "I'm a mother I know how to get all kinds of stains out you can drop it off at our house or I could come to your house to wash it either one fine by me" Mom smiles.

"Oh that sounds great how about our house like asap if the soda dries were in trouble" Blondies father jokes and Mom laughs at it. "Great let's go," Blondie says and walks outside. "Do you guys have a car or something?" he asked and Mom shook her head no. "Oh we can all just go together then" he smiles.

We got in the car and I had to sit in the back with Blondie and she wasn't happy that she had to sit in the back especially with me. Rich people sometimes make me sick.

When we got to their house I got out of the car and looked around. The house was huge and the houses were spread apart with a lot of space between them. Blondie stomped inside and we all followed, her dad took us to the living room to wait for her. I just stood in the doorway taking in my surroundings. The living room was white and the furniture was black and there was a fireplace of course.

A couple of minutes passed and still no Blondie. "Sorry she is taking a long time could you go get her while I go see what's for dinner?" Blondies father asked me. "Uh, sure I guess" I raise an eyebrow and walk up the steps and go where Blondies father told me to. 'Up the steps to your left at the end of the hall is where her room is she is most likely in there'.

I walk into her room and it was like an apartment. A lounge area with a medium sized tv and then there was also a kitchen which is confusing. Blondie walked down a small staircase on my far right and walks into the kitchen. She didn't even notice me. Blondie got an apple off of the kitchen table and went to the fridge. She was now wearing a white button-up shirt and socks I notice the white thong and white bra set that she was wearing. Her hair was in a perfect bun and her bangs were left alone. If I wasn't so confused right now I'd be turned on.

"Blondie" I finally say and she turns to me with a 'leave me the hell alone' look. "Why are you in my room and stop calling me blondie," she questioned and demanded. "Wheres the dress dumbass?" I ask. She walks near the couch and picks the dress up then throws it at me. I didn't even notice the dress on the floor. I caught it and held onto it with two fingers. Did she just strip as soon as she came in here?

"Don't call me dumbass either now get out" Blondie says then walks back into the kitchen. "Don't tell me what to do Blondie" I reply. "You're in my house my room so I can basically tell you to do whatever I want" she shrugs getting a can of soda out of the fridge and throws the apple in the trash. "Yeah in your room while you're wearing that," I say and point at her 'outfit'. "What are you a virgin or something?" she raises her eyebrow opening her soda. "What no are you?" I answer. "Yeah" she smiles and drinks her soda. That was definitely a lie. "Sure you are," I say then she starts walking over to me. "Don't believe me why don't I just show you then?" Blondie stands in front of me staring at me. "You'd give a stranger your 'virginity'?" I ask and she nods her head. I'm still too confused to be to be turned on. "Virginities are worthless anyway after it's gone all the fun can happen" she replies. "You know this isn't turning me on right?" I question but she just laughs. "That wasn't what I was trying to do" Blondie answers and feel a liquid go down my body. Of course, she was gonna do this why didn't I see this coming?

"Whoops," she taunts and walks away to throw the can away. "Spoiled Brat" I curse gritting my teeth. "Now you know how it feels asshole and its Bubbles, not blondie not dumbass and not spoiled brat," Blondie says.

"Thank god this will be the last time I see you because I can't stand you and I don't even know you," I say and walk out her 'room'. "Greta I need you to clean something up for me" I heard her yell. I walk back downstairs to the living room. Mom was sitting on the couch talking to Blondies dad. They turned their heads to look at me with a smile on their face but then it turned into a worried look. "Butch what happened to you, you're all wet" Mom gasp running over to me. "Ask that spoiled bitch up there" I reply. "It's Bubbles asshole" I hear Blondie yell from the top of the steps. "Fuck you" I yell. "Fuck you" she yells back.

"Butch be polite" Mom orders. "Heres the dress now clean it so we can the fuck out of here," I say handing her the dress. "You can't leave like that it would make me feel guilty I'll have Greta get you some new clothes" Blondies father insists. "Greta's busy cleaning up something for your damn daughter sir" I scoff. "Then I'll go fetch Annabelle and my names Edward Utonium so please call me Edward" he replies. My mom always told me to call elders or whatever by their last name so Mr.Utonium it is. He walks away to go find another one of his maids leaving me and Mom alone.

"Butch you are 22 years old you can't be fighting with a 17 year old girl like you're 5" Mom sighs. Blondies still a little girl, tch. "I wasn't fighting with her I spilled soda on her by accident and she did it on purpose she even tried seducing me to do it" I explain. "All I'm saying is act your age she's only 17," Mom says shaking her head

A lady came down wearing a maid uniform I'm guessing that's Annabelle. She led me to a bathroom I walked in and sadly Blondie was in there sitting on the edge of the tub. The water was running and there were bubbles in there. "Your welcome" she smirks. "I never said thank you" I growl. "This is me being nice and giving you a relaxing bubble bath," Blondie says. "I don't like bubbles especially in my bath" I roll my eyes. "Well you're just going to have to deal with it" she rolls her eyes back and leaves. I hate her already.

End of flashback*

Our parents kept seeing each other and Mr.Utonium invited us to all of his social events. We were even invited to Bubbles 18th birthday party. He also invited us to move in with him and my mom could not resist so we did.

Tonight is their 2nd-month anniversary of being married apparently so they're going out to dinner. Blondie went on a trip somewhere with her friends a while back and came back for their wedding but today is the today she officially comes home. Nothing but her age has changed since I first met her.

I hear the loud ass doorbell ring like 10 times and no one has checked to see who it was. Mom said I wasn't allowed to open the door shirtless but if no ones gonna answer the door I'm gonna have to. I walk downstairs from my room and open the door.

And there she was standing there on her phone. "Great you're home" I roll my eyes. Bubbles looked up from her phone at me. She had sunglasses on so I could barely tell what her facial expression was. She was wearing a camo dress that kinda looked like a big skin tight t-shirt it also had slits on the sides so part of her thighs was showing. I don't know what Mr.Utonium thinks about her clothing but I know damn well that I wouldn't let my daughter walk out the house looking like this.

If she dresses like a slut hey probably a slut.

"You gonna let me in or do I have to push you out of my way?" Blondie asked. "Shouldn't you have a key or something?" I question. "I lost it now let me in" she demands and puts her phone in the suitcase next to her. "Is that a way to talk to your big brother" I tease. "You're just my stepbrother so I don't fucking care" Bubbles says the last part slowly. "Yeah true but this house is also mine now and I don't think I wanna let you in" I shrug and close the door. The doorbell rang nonstop so I pretended I didn't hear it I was about to walk away when my mother came running for the door. "Whos at the door?" she asks and I act like I don't know. Mom moves me out of the way and opens the door to an angry Bubbles. "You fucking asshole wait until my father finds out about this" she yells. "Gonna get daddy on me already but you just got home" I smirk. "Bubbles Butch stop fighting she hasn't even been back for ten minutes and you two are already at it" Mom orders. I just roll my eyes and I was about to walk away again but Mom grabbed me by my silver chain and pulled me next to her. "Ahh shit Mom what the hell," I say. "Apologize, both of you" she orders. "Shit my bad now can you let me go" I apologize then she lets me go and looks directly at Bubbles. "I am really sorry seriously I truly am," she says out of fear. I heard footsteps and turn around to see Mr.Utonium coming over. "Is that her?" he asked then started to lightly jog over here. I move out of the way and... "Father" Bubbles gasp and jumped on him hugging him. " I missed you too," he says.

I walk upstairs to Bubbles room and turn the tv on her father said I could watch tv in here whenever I want. I turn to the racing channel and sit on the couch. About an hour later Bubbles walks in and doesn't look happy. "Did you know?" she asks and I raise my eyebrow confused. "Know what?" I question and she rolls her eyes. "My father has a list of rules that I have to follow" Bubbles explains. "Like I care are mad daddy won't let you do whatever you want," I say holding back a laugh.

"Why the hell are you in my room" Bubbles yells. "Your dad said I could be in here" I shrug and she walks over getting in front of me. "He said you could be in here not watch my tv not touch my stuff and leave it a damn mess" she 'corrects' me looking around the room. I did leave it a mess she was right about that. There was trash everywhere liquor bottles, empty bags of chips, and empty soda cans. "Whatever just get out of the way I'm trying to watch something here" I order and push her over with my foot. "Hell no I was coming in here so I can watch my show," Bubbles says and grabs the remote out of my hand.

"What are you gonna watch Pretty Little Liars for the 49th time?" I ask and snatch the remote back. "You can count congratulations and yes I was" Bubbles admits. "Just let me finish watching this and I'll leave" I try to bargain. "No, my room my rules" she yells and gets back in my way of the tv.

I grab Bubbles by the end of her hair and pulled her to the floor "Oww Butch get off of my hair" she complains. "You're gonna be a good whore and let me watch tv then I'll let you go" I smirk. "Don't call me a whore" Blondie demands. "You sure dress like one" I shrug and continue watching the tv.

Sadly the guy I was betting on lost so I owe my cousin Brick a hundred dollars. Great, I don't even have his money well time to pay him a visit. "Fuck" I curse. "Aww, he lost now let me go asshole" Bubbles crosses her arms. "You know you need to learn how to respect people" I roll my eyes and let go of her hair. "I'm rich I can just pay them for my 'bad' behavior" she replies and stands up. "You can't buy forgiveness Blondie just because you're rich that doesn't mean you can treat people like that" I scoff. "Just because you're my stepbrother that doesn't mean you can tell me what to do and my name's Bubbles for the hundredth time" Bubbles yells and I stand up.

"Oh yeah and this Dexter guy told me to tell you he said hi," I say and shock covers her face. "WHA--" I cover Bubbles mouth before she could finish screaming. I uncover it when I know she won't yell or scream anymore.

"Dexter?" she whispered and I nod my head. "What did he say?" she asked. "Well after bragging to this guy he was with about having sex with you and finding out I was your stepbrother. He came up to me and told me all about how you couldn't keep your hands off of him. And then he told me to tell you he said hi" I explain.

Bubbles runs her hand through her hair and bites her bottom lip. She looked more scared than shocked right now she either slept with him while she was drunk or he took advantage of her. She's blonde, of course, he would "Is his story true or not?" I asked. Bubbles runs up into her bedroom slamming the door. She obviously doesn't want me to find out the truth so I won't get into it.

I went to my room that was on the opposite side of hers to put a shirt on. I went into my walk-in closet and got a black shirt to put on. After I put my shirt on I put on my black boots then walk downstairs. I go to the living room and Mom was sitting in a black armchair relaxing and Mr. Utonium was on the new piano playing a soft song.

Weirdos

"I'm going to go to Bricks house I'll be back later" I yell. "Wait why don't you take Bubbles with you she's never met Brick" Mom proposes and my jaw literally drops. "Um Bricks watching Boomer today and you know how Boomer can be plus Brick is a big perv," I say trying to find more excuses. "Take her with you" she demands. "Yeah, sure I have no problem with that whatsoever" I smile hiding the fear I have for that woman.

"Father, can I go to Blossoms party tonight?" Bubbles asked walking in the living room over to her father. "No, you just got back and you are going with Butch" Mr.Utonium smiles. "What I don't wanna go with him Father, please" she pleads and he shakes his head no. "And please change out of that dress rule number one--". " Dress like I have respect for my body I know" Blondie rolls her eyes and goes back upstairs. "Could you make sure that she doesn't go to that party?" Mr.Utonium asks me. "Sure" I shrug. "If she goes to that party you'll sleep outside tonight" Mom threatens. "She definitely won't go near that party," I say.

After awhile Bubbles comes down wearing ripped baby blue jeans a white tank top and a flannel around her waist. It's an improvement. The shirt was still skin tight but that's not the point.

"Is this ok?" Bubbles asked her father and he nods his head in approval. "Ok let's go" I roll my eyes and walk outside to the garage. "You have a car in there or something?" Blondie asked and I shake my head no. "Cars are boring" I reply and open the garage to my black motorcycle. "Hell no I'm not getting on that" she protests. I walk over to my motorcycle and pick up my helmet "Here put this on" I say and hand her the helmet. "No, I am not putting this on or getting on that," she says and started to walk away from me but I grab her hand and pull her back. "Alright don't put it on I guess you rather have bugs in your hair" I smirk then she snatches her hand away and puts the helmet on. I don't know why but seeing girls with biker helmets on is a turn on but she's my stepsister so this is wrong. I get on my motorcycle and put my sunglasses on "Get on Blondie" I order and Bubbles gets on behind me. "Might wanna hold on" I say. She puts her hands on my shoulders and I know for a fact that they won't stay there.

We take off and Bubbles had already wrapped her arms around my stomach tightly. I could barely breathe and it didn't help that her body was pressed against my back. I felt literally everything her heartbeat her breathing pattern and especially her breast. I was getting nervous and hot even though the wind was coming towards us.

We got to the apartment building and Bubbles still didn't let go. "Blondie you can let go" I struggle saying. " We're here?" she asked. "Yeah" I cough and she lets go. "Don't call me Blondie" Blondie orders. I roll eyes and get off of the motorcycle. "You nearly killed me Blondie," I say and take the helmet off of her. "Were you not listening? I said don't call me Blondie" she yells. "Like I care you know Blo--" before I could finish my sentence Bubbles grabbed my shirt collar. "Don't call me Blondie asshole," she says and gets off of the motorcycle. " Like that'll stop me" I scoff and put my helmet on my bike handle. "You're such a bitch" Blondie yells.

"Whatever let's go," I say and walk into the building. Bubbles follows me and I walk straight down the hall to the second door on our right. "Brick you there" I knock on the door.

The door opened to a blonde seven years old he knows not to open the door but he still did. "Boomer what the hell did I tell you about opening the damn door" Brick comes yelling. "But I knew it was Butch" Boomer pouts. "I don't give a damn if it wasn't actually Butch you wouldn't know what to do" Brick yells. Boomer stomps away and Brick sighs. "You here with my money" Brick asked with a small smile. "Nope, ok let's go Blondie," I say about to walk away but Brick starts examining Bubbles. "Wait you can't just leave like that plus whos this your new toy?" he questioned.

"Toy?" Bubbles says. "Ew no she's my stepsister" I correct Brick. "Sure looks like a toy to me" Brick smirks and I stand in front of Bubbles blocking him. "I am no one's toy" Blondie defends herself. "So what did you come over here for Butch?" Brick asked. "I came over to tell you I didn't have your money and I was gonna stay for a while but I'm babysitting" I answer. "What I wanna get to know my new stepcousin," Brick says and pulls me and Bubbles inside. "I really wasn't planning on staying" I whisper as Brick closes the door. "Boomer come and meet Butch's sister" Brick yells for Boomer and he comes running.

"You have a sister I've always wanted a sister" Boomer gasp in excitement. "Stepsister" I correct him. "I'll call Cassidy," Brick says and walks away. "Cassidy?" Boomer whispered. "Probably a whore," Bubbles says crossing her arms. "Like you can talk" I roll my eyes and walk over to the couch then sit down. "Are you calling me a whore?" she gasped. "Yeah I bet you slept with all the rich assholes" I shrug and Boomer looks at us back and forth confused. "I'm a virgin so I'm, not a whore" Blondie 'corrects' me she's been saying she's a virgin ever since I met her. I know she's, not a virgin so there's no point in lying.

"Stop saying you're a virgin I know you're not" I sigh. "How would you know have you slept with me, no" Bubbles replies. "Whats a virgin and whats a whore," Boomer asked making me laugh. Brick walks back in and looks at us confused "The hell are you laughing about" he asks. "Nothing," I shake my head holding back more laughter. "Right" Brick says and sits down on the couch.

"Are you gonna stand there Blondie?" I hint for Bubbles to sit down. "Yeah my laps free to sit on if you want" Brick smirks winking at her. "Oh yeah sit next to me," Boomer says and pulls Bubbles with him. Boomer sits down near me and makes Bubbles sit next to him on the other side of him.

"So whats your name?" Boomer asked smiling. "Bubbles" Blondie answered. "And what are these I've never seen anything like them?" Boomer asked another question pointing at Bubbles chest. "Yeah are they real?" Brick questions. "Uh yeah" she replies giving Brick a dirty look. "I mean they look pretty real to me" I admit. "Well you shoildnt be looking" Bubbles scoffs looking at me. "You're a girl why wouldn't I" I shrug. "You know if you don't want her as a stepsister I'll take her," Brick says throwing his arm around her shoulder. "Wait no I want a sister" Boomer pouts. "Go ask your mom for one" Brick bluntly says pulling Bubbles closer to himself. "I want Bubbles to be my sister" Boomer yells grabbing Bubbles arm. Brick fighting with a child over a girl to be their sister is so immature. Brick doesn't even want Bubbles to be his sister he just wants her for sex. Boomers just a brat so he and Bubbles will be great for each other. I get up and go to the kitchen down the hall and call Cassidy because I don't really want her over here. "She's mine" I heard Boomer yell. "Back off kid" Brick yelled back. "Ow, my arm Butch why did you leave me alone in here with these two" Bubbles yells for me. At least they're getting along most girls don't like Boomer plus they're usually all over Brick. "Alright, guys leave her alone Blondie come here" I finally say and Bubbles walks in the kitchen holding her left arm. Cassidy's phone went to voicemail so I redialed her number "How could you just leave me in there with them" Bubbles pouts. "I didn't know that would happen" I chuckle. "Those two are violent," she says moving her left arm around a little and bites her bottom lip in pain. That lip bite always gets me "Ah you little shit" Brick yelled and me and Bubbles heard something hit the wall. "They pulled on my arms like I was a damn tug of war rope" Blondie complains. And again voicemail the doorbell rang once and it didn't seem like anyone was going to get it. "You gonna get the door, Butch?" Bubbles asked and I shake my head no. "Can you get it?" I question and she walks off to get the door.

Bubbles P.O.V

I open the door to see a tall model like figured ginger-haired woman. She was wearing black jean shorts and a belly shirt that looked almost similar to a cheap looking sports bra. Also black stilettos and an ugly brown pocketbook this woman has no style whatsoever. "Um yeah," I say raising my left eyebrow. "Who are you?" she asked. "I could ask you the same exact thing" I smirk looking her up and down again. "You don't live here so I really don't have to answer to you" she replies. "I guess I can't let you in then," I say and slam the door in her face with a smile.

"Who was it Blondie," Butch asked walking over to me. "I don't know probably a prostitute I heard there are a lot of them around here" I shrug. "Not every girl here is a prostitute down here" he rolls his eyes and pulls me by my waist closer to him. "Son of a bitch get away from me" I protest trying to push him. Butch ignores me and opens the door back up "My bad Blondie here has no respect for anyone" Butch apologizes to the beanstalk behind me. Being this close to him is fucking weird when I don't want to his cologne filled my nose. My father probably buys it for him "I can tell" she replies insulting me. "Is that an insult?" I ask. "What do you think" she scoffs.

"Alright you beanstalk bitch I won't take your shit" I push Butch off of me and turn around to her but Butch wraps his arm around me holding me away from her. "Did you just call me a beanstalk" she gasped. "If your ugly ass shoes fit" I smirk trying to get out of Butch's hold. "Woah Blondie no need to talk to her like that" Butch says. "Oh shut up you privacy invading bitch" I reply and he holds onto me tighter. "Alright that's enough Blondie I'll be right back Cassidy," Butch says and takes me to the kitchen.

"If I let go will you behave?" Butch asked and I nod my head yes. He lets go of me and I brush myself off then turn around to face him. "Now explain" he orders and I roll my eyes. "She came at me sideways first okay" I make clear and I started to walk away but Butch pushed me against the counter. "Your dad did say you liked picking fights with every girl you see" he rolls his eyes. Whatever she started it so it's not my fault.

Butchs P.O.V

"I knew to bring you was a bad idea Blondie why do you have to be like this" I sigh. "My names Bubbles," Blondie says crossing her arms. "I don't fucking care Blondie all I wanna know is why do you act like this" I roll my eyes. "No one said I couldn't" she smiles and walks out of the kitchen. I seriously hate that woman.

Bubbles P.O.V

I walk out of the kitchen and go to sit back on the couch but Brick and Boomer were still throwing stuff at each other. So I stand near the tv while that beanstalk bitch sat alone on the couch. "Throw another shoe at me and see what happens kid" Brick threatens Boomer. "You don't scare me" Boomer yells and throws another shoe but it didn't hit Brick it hit the beanstalk. "Ow Boomer what is wrong with you, you're such a damn brat" she yelled.

The whole room went silent and Boomer looked almost terrified of whatever her name is. "I'm sorry Cassidy" Boomer apologized in a whisper oh right her names Cassidy. "Sorry doesn't fix my head does it" she yelled back. The way she talked to him just made me mad he's a kid and it was an accident grow up. Tears flooded Boomer's eyes as he was about to cry.

If no one else is gonna defend him I will I take my sandal off of my foot and throw it at her. "Whoops" I smirk and all eyes were on me. "How dare you" she yelled. "Actually how dare you yell at Boomer for something he didn't mean to do if you weren't such a damn tall ass bitch and if you didn't sit on the couch this wouldn't have happened" I explain. "If he didn't throw the shoe this wouldn't have happened" she 'tries' to defend herself. "Oh boo hoo cry me a fucking river, accidents happen, whore, just like you I'm pretty sure your ugly ass wasn't planned at all like who names their child Cassidy," I say. "My mother picked my name" she grits her teeth standing up. "She must have had you in an alleyway" I laugh. "Why are you even here? You damn sure wasn't invited. Why throw your sandal at me when I didn't do anything wrong?" Cassidy asked. "I'm with Butch plus you should be honored to be hit with my sandals they cost ten thousand dollars each," I say.

"Blondie stop bragging" Butch orders from somewhere behind me. "Come on Butch it was getting to the good part" Brick pouts. "If you're with Butch why the hell was I called here to have sex with him?" the beanstalk asked smiling in a weird way. That question just made me gag Butch would touch that thing. "I knew she was a prostitute but ugh Butch that's low even for you" I gag holding my stomach. "I didn't call her here Blondie Brick did and stop calling people prostitutes" he replies. "Can't blame me every time you come over here you usually want her for it" Brick shrugs and eats out of the bag of chips I didn't realize he had. "Have you ever wondered why you're not having sex with him even though you're here?" I question. "Well, he did have to take care of your rude ass so no not really" she replies.

I take my other sandal off and I was about to throw it at her but Butch grabbed my wrist before I could. "Blondie put it down" Butch orders whispering it in my ear. "Burn in hell" I grit my teeth and elbow him in the stomach causing him to let go of me then I throw my sandal at the whore. "Ugh, shit" he grunts. "Ok that's it," she says and drops her pocketbook. "Fuck are you gonna do whore" I tease. "Alright enough Blondie," Butch says and picks me up like I'm some fairytale princess. "Put me down" I yell. "No, we're leaving" he states and walks towards the door. "Wait what about my sandals?" I ask. "Should have never thrown them" Butch rolls his eyes. "What" I yelled. "I have twenty thousand worth sandals on my apartment floor see Boomer life gets better when Butch's mom gets with a rich guy" Brick says to Boomer. "You know what keep them I have more anyway" I cross my arms. "Actually go get them leaving him with 20 thousand dollars is a bad idea" Butch orders and lets me down.

I walk over near a mad no style having beanstalk to get my sandals. After getting them I stand in front of her smiling "Bye Bubbles" Boomer yelled and I wave bye. "You talked about my name but your name is Bubbles sounds like you were born outside," the whore says. "My mother named me after something special that happened to her and I was born inside a diamond covered safe room with pearl floors" I smile. "Bubbles sounds like a stripper name so what your mom was making you ready for a whores life just like hers" she replies with a smirk of her own. "No my names a cymbal of my parents love and I'm the only one that can call my mother a whore so sit down and wait for another call that's what prostitutes do right," I say and push her onto the couch.

"Blondie" Butch yelled and I run over to him. "What" I smile biting my bottom lip. "Ugh nothing" he rolls his eyes and picks me up again I didn't put my sandals on yet so it was needed. He carried me to his death bike and put me on it.

"What is wrong with you Bubbles?" Butch asked giving me his helmet. "I'm not sure but I know it's a long list" I reply kinda joking. "I'm being serious Blondie" he yells. "Don't yell at me who even is Cassidy" I yell back. "She's my mom's ex-boyfriends daughter" he answers and I look at him completely confused. "I'll tell you if you tell me who's Dexter" Butch tries to bargain with me but I shake my head no. I don't want anyone to know about it "Fine" he shrugs and gets on the motorcycle. I put the helmet on and hold onto Butch for dear life.

When we got to the house Butch puts his bike in the garage and took his helmet back. "Do you even like it here you know you can just leave?" I question Butch, still on the motorcycle. "Are you trying to get rid of me Blondie?" Butch scoffs.

I was gonna say no but I'm not the sharing type. "A little if I have to keep going with you to places I don't know then there will be problems" I answer. "You know I've always hated you" he states and I nod my head. "The feelings mutual," I say dangling my sandals on my index finger.

"Yeah I realized" he rolls his eyes and picks me up but he threw me over his shoulder this time which wasn't pleasant. "If my phone falls you're getting me a new one" I yell.

"Yeah right, shut up and enjoy the ride," Butch says. Butch takes me inside and walks up the steps then goes into my room. "Can you put me down now" I ask picking my head up. "I'm deciding if I want to put you down here or throw you somewhere" he wonders. "Throw me somewhere? Hell no, put me down here" I yell. "What the princess wants is what she gets" he shrugs and literally drops me on the couch. "Asshole?" I say. "Yes Blondie?" he smirks and walks to my door frame. "Burn in hell" I roll my eyes. "I'll meet you there but not right now I'm busy" he laughs and walks out of my room.

I hate Butch so damn much. Suddenly my phone started ringing so I take it out of my pocket and check to see who it is. I answered it after finding out it was Blossom. "Hello," I say. "Bubbles do you know what your stepbrother did to my boyfriend?" Blossom asked in a mad tone. "No" I reply. "Last week when Dexter was at a tennis match him and your stepbrother were going against each other and Dexter was winning for the whole thing because your stepbrother didn't put any effort into it. But at the last minute, he hit the tennis ball really hard and it hit Dexter in the eye" she explained.

"Wow," I say softly. "And a day after Dexter got jumped by two guys I finally get to see my boyfriend after 2 months and he has a black eye and bruises all over" Blossom yells. "Did they find out who did it?" I ask but I secretly hope that no one does. "No" she sighs.

Dexter deserves it he's a terrible man. I want to tell that to Blossom but she's stubborn and she might not believe me. "Could you ask your stepbrother why he did that to Dexter?" Blossom asked me. "Sure I'll go ask him now so I got to go" I reply and hurry up and hang up the phone. Of course, I'm not gonna ask Butch a damn thing about it he'll probably say 'It's none of your business Blondie'. I roll my eyes and turn the tv on and start watching Pretty Little Liars from the start.

"Blondie I'm going out for a bit so don't go anywhere" Butch yells from down the hall. "Mhm," I reply with a small smile. The asshole's leaving so I can get ready for this party.

I go into my closet which is across from my bedroom and get out my red v-neck dress. I put it on and look at myself in the mirror the dress didn't pass my knees and it hugged my body. Father would never approve but he's not here so I'm gonna go all out. I put red lipstick on and a nude color eyeshadow. Then to top it off red heels.

Of course, that took me about an hour and thirty minutes and Butch still wasn't back. Dumbass. He should know me by now I get what I want and I'll go through fire and hell for it.

I walk downstairs but someone was blocking the door.

Butchs P.O.V

"Where do you think you're going Blondie," I say. "What I thought you left" Bubbles pouts. "Nope" I reply and lean my back against the door. "So you waited an hour or so down here to see if I would try leaving?" she asked and I nodded my head in response. "Now go change out of that whore outfit and isn't it past your bedtime" I tease and Bubbles crosses her arms. "Ugh I hate you so damn much you get on every one of my nerves" Blondie yells stomping back up the steps.

"I know," I say to her. She must really think I'm dumb.

I see the new maid Bella dusting one of the vases down the hall. I could use the entertainment Bella's hot anyway. "Hey Bella," I say walking up to her. "Sir" she greets but doesn't look at me. All these maids are so formal its weird. "You wanna do something other than work" I smirk and grab her by the waist. "I don't think that would be appropriate" she replies. "So it's not like I'll tell anyone about it" I shrug and turn her around.

"Sir--" I roll my eyes and just kiss her. Bella drops her duster thing out of shock I guess. I run my hand through her platinum blonde hair and push her against the wall. She didn't really resist it so that's good I think.

Bubbles P.O.V

I change into baggy sweatpants and a white cami since Butch is being a damn watchdog. I like that my fathers happy with his new wife but her son is a damn asshole. I hear a bang coming from downstairs so of course, I have to check it out. I go into the hallway and look over the railing and see Butch making out with one of the maids. He must be really desperate to try and sleep with a maid. She isn't even that pretty and platinum blonde hair isn't popular anymore. I go back to my room and lay down on the couch.

What do I do now? I can't go to the party and there isn't much to do in this house at least that's what I think. Well, I could paint that always keeps me busy. I go to my bedroom and sit on my stool in front of my aisle. It was in the corner of my room and I had a table with a bunch of paint on it next to it.

I sat there wondering what to paint and honestly I don't know. This always happens I want to paint but I have no clue what to paint. My old art teacher always said just paint how you feel but I don't know how I feel. I turn my speakers on and play music because it usually helps me paint. I turn the volume all the way up and close my eyes. I take a deep breath and open my eyes then start painting.

About two hours later I finish and I painted a picture of a teary eye and one of the tears were falling onto a broken heart. The heart was more shattered than broken because it was basically was made out of glass and it was shattering.

I don't understand what it means but at least it was good. The eye is really realistic and the heart isn't anything special but I like it.

I need to name it something. But what? Well, there is a shattered heart so maybe 'SHATTERED'. But it also has a tear falling onto the heart and there are letters in shattered that spell tear so those letters will be lower case. 'SHatTerED' it's kinda stupid now that I think about it but it's my painting I can name it whatever I want.

I lay on my bed and look at the sealing. Life is kinda boring when you're the only child. Mother used to say I was enough for her and Father and I used to believe her. Everything that she said I believed it all she said she loved me but now I know that was all a lie. Love is fake especially hers. Mother left me here all alone with Father everyone knew. I would sometimes think she'd come back but I lost hope.

Butchs P.O.V

After making out with the Bella I took her to my room and of course, we had sex she left a while ago so now I'm bored again. The sun went down and it's like nine o'clock. Blondie hasn't come out of her room since I caught her trying to go to that party. Her room door was closed and I kept my door open so if she tries sneaking out I'll catch her.

I can't wait till Mom and Mr.Utonium get back from their stupid date. They take this marriage thing so serious anniversaries and shit its annoying. I'm also tired of hearing them say they love each other. Love is the reason why my mom was with my dad and that ended badly.

Suddenly I hear my phone ring and I answer it without checking who it is "Hello" I say. "Butch your moms on the news" I heard Brick answer.

"What"