Chapter one.

I was lying in my bed listening to them all downstairs in the living room laughing and joking around. It was annoying, having to listen to them every night. They would just get louder and louder, and they would irritate me more and more. I wasn't jealous of them of anything, I had my friends, but still, sitting drinking and putting toxic drinks into their bodies. It was certainly something I didn't like, especially considering they were only sixteen.

'They' would be my little brother and sister Mo and Maria, who were twins and sixteen years old. They both had blonde hair, and brown eyes. Not stereotypical, but still very attractive. Both of them were very energetic, we all were. But that didn't mean I would go and join them, there was far too much bad blood between me and the 'worm'.

They were sitting with the guy that lives with us who is the same age as me only two months older, I called him Peter while everyone else calls him Pete; we are both seventeen years old. I didn't mind Peter, but I didn't particularly talk to him all that often. He moved in because he was always here anyway, it just made more sense to them, considering my parents moved out and sends us money every month. That suited me fine.

They were also sitting with Kyle and Keiren. They were the same age, eighteen, they had just left school while the rest of us still had to go. Although, I was rarely there, it was something that never really interested me. I only got along with Mo and Maria, and mainly because they were my siblings and I had to love them, but they were okay, easy to live with some might say.

I didnt get along with them all, but at the same time, there was one person in particular that I hated, with a burning passion. No understatement on the hatred. He was the devil in plain clothing, Mr Kyle Francis Falconer.

There was just something about him. It was like he was my sworn enemy, born to destroy me. He drove me up the wall, just by looking at me. He was smug, and arrogant. But I had never met someone who was more in love with themselves than Kyle. I didn't really get along with vain people, but to say I didn't get along with Kyle, well now, that would be an understatement.

Kyle and Keiren stayed just along the street in a flat together, and they were always at my house. They may as well have moved in as well, but I wouldn't allow Kyle staying in this house for more than a night at a time. And everyone knew that. Although, Keiren wouldn't move out without Kyle, so they still stayed at the end of the street. This was closer than I would have liked.

I had a problem, I needed the toilet, but I knew that I would have to be in the same room as them at one point. Considering the only toilet in the house was co-joined to the living room, and that was where they were sitting.

I finally decided to get out my bed after long thoughts of how I might actually rather soil myself than be in the same room as the 'worm'. I walked downstairs and when I walked down the second set of stairs I heard them talking.
"I don't know what her problem is like" I heard Keiren talking, everyone else was either sitting in silence, which wasn't like them, or they were out in the garden and just at that thought I heard laughter from the back of the house, so Keiren was just talking to the one person in the living room. And right enough, I heard the Devil in plain clothing talking. Worm.
"I don't know, she's just odd, I mean, she jumps down my throat for no reason but then again, sometimes I do give her a reason."
"Kyle, come on, you're the only one who is that horrid to her, and you won't tell anyone why?" Keiren spoke, he was hinting at something, but I didn't know what. I knew they were talking about me. I knew they were, I could hear a slight sneer in Kyle's voice, which irritated me even more. Why did this guy have to dig his self right under my skin? He was like an infection I couldn't get rid of.
"I don't actually know why I do it, she just aggravates me." He said quietly, and just at that I opened the living room door and continued to walk through to the bathroom. I didn't even want to look at them, because I knew they were worried about how much of their conversation I had heard, but right now, I just wanted away from him. Away from his eyes.
"Hey Layla" Kyle spoke in a sneer. Instantly I felt sick, like something was badly wrong with this situation. Like I should never have come out of my bedroom, which was technically the attic/loft.
"Shut it worm." I hissed, I laughed a little at how much like a snake I sounded like.
Kyle stood up from his place on the sofa and looked me right in the face. He looked like he was about to punch me. Which made me smile a little, it wouldn't be the first time it had happened if he did hit me.
"Maybe you should just stop right there, I mean, I'm sorry but your nothing special, maybe that's why that dude shagged and bagged you" he raised his voice a little, and I knew he was talking about my ex boyfriend who had cheated on me. He was trying to reinfect me, trying to get so far under my skin that I would crack and give him the argument he was looking for.
I flew across the room and smacked him in the mouth, I had always been the only one in my family to be a fighter, although at the same time, I had been known for having sharp tongue syndrome, which was basically I could be unusually cruel to people with just few words. I couldn't help my actions, it was like he knew my soft spot, and he was using it to hurt me, deliberately.
"What the fuck?" He yelled in my face, his mouth full of blood at his burst lip.
"Maybe you should think about it worm, you're the one that's nothing special, why do you think everyone agrees with how amazing you are? It's because deep down they are laughing in pity." I spoke and walked away from him. I heard a gust of air leaving his chest. It sounded like he was hurt, and I hoped he was. I hated him.

Red alert, Amy, get over here before I murder that worm and watch him squirm as I rip him apart.

-Alexisgage.