So, another story. YAY! This is Mpreg as always, but it's AU. This time, there will be my OC Felix. He will be in the story a lot. Hope you will like the start. I hope to get at least 3 reviews, to see if people like it.
Zuko-15
Jet-17
Felix-16
"You can't do anything right you bitch!" Jet yelled at me as I backed away. It was always like this. Ever since we started dating. First, he was nice and now, he acts to me like I was a person who was whoring to anyone I see on the street, like I can't do anything right.
"Why you have to screw up every little thing you touch?" Jet yelled, kicking me into my legs, causing me to fall on the hard cold floor. Why was Jet even yelling at me anyway? A small glass fell from my hand when I wanted to give it to Jet, who grabbed it that way, that it fell from my hand. Now, I am being kicked and yelled upon because of a small glass.
"I said I'm sorry!" A yelp escaped my lips as Jet's fist met my jaw, making me spit out some blood. Jet glared down at me, kneeling to me. He cupped my jaw into his hand, looking into my eyes.
"One more fuck up, and I swear that you will not live the next day." Jet warned. I received another light slap over my cheek. Before I could respond, Jet stood up, leaving me sitting in the corner, with a small track of blood leaving my lips.
If I could, I would already have broke up with him, but it was impossible, since he was keeping me in this house. It was a lot better than ending on the street. My family left me behind when they left to The USA. They left me here, in the United States.
"Now go on and clean that mess." Jet ordered, grabbing my hand and helping me up. "I don't want to step on a piece of glass, clean it up. Now!" I nodded, moving into the small kitchen that was next room.
"And hurry up!" Jet yelled, walking to me. I gulped and ran quickly into the kitchen. I really didn't want to get beaten up again. It would hurt. As it always did. When I ran into the kitchen I grabbed the small broom and a scoop.
"My brother beaten you up again?" I turned to the voice and nodded. The person's name was Felix. The only person that didn't wanted to beat me up for every little thing I did wrong.
"Uh, I still can't believe that he beats you up for little thing. What you did this time?" Felix asked me. I turned my head to the small puddle on the floor and pieces of glass around it.
"Is that all? Really? God, my brother sure is crazy." Felix chuckled, walking to me and taking in his hand a cloth. "Let me help you." I shook my head and grabbed the cloth. "No! I will do it!" Felix blinked few times as he chuckled. "Nah, it's fine. I don't have any problem with it." I blinked few times, staring at Felix smirking face.
"Where are you? Get here and clean it!" A yell went from the living room as Jet marched into kitchen. "What is taking you so long? Are you making out with pan?" Jet asked me. Even without turning around, I knew that he was standing behind me and glaring.
"Go and clean it. I'm tired of yelling on you." Jet said harshly, making me squirm. Every time Jet talked to me like this, it ment something bad. Really bad. "Yes. I'm gonna have it cleaned it no time." I ran back into the living room with all the things I needed. I kneeled down to the puddle, drying it. While I was cleaning, I listened to the conversation that was happening in the next room.
"You can't continue with this. He had went thru enough shit in his life already. Stop abusing him too." I heard Felix's voice. As I expected, Jet redirect it. "I'm not abusing him. I'm just teaching him a lesson. That is all." A quite chuckle escaped my lips. Not abusing? If this was not abusing then what was? I didn't even wanna know.
"Teaching a lesson? Jet, if you wanted to teach him a lesson, you would just said to not do it again. Not slap and kick him till he bleeds." Felix mumbled. I sighed and stood up with the pieces of glass in the scoop and a wet cloth. When I entered the kitchen, Jet looked at me and glared.
"Very good. Now go make me some coffee." Jet ordered huskily. I nodded my head, opening the cabinet. There was a bag of coffee and a bowl full of Choco sticks. I tried to decide what to take. The Choco stick or coffee bag? I turned my head to Jet, biting my lips. I was hungry and I hoped that Jet could see it.
"Can I take one? I'm hungry." I asked him, pointing at it. "Of course." Felix smiled. I smiled back. Jet frowned and glared even more. "Absolutely not. Look at yourself. You're fat. You need to lose some weight." Jet said and closed the cabinet, grabbing the coffee bag.
"Fat? Jet look at him. Does clothes and hanging on him!" Felix protested, walking to me and putting his hands under my shoulders, picking me up. "See?"
"Hey, put me down!" I protested, kicking with my feet. Felix shrugged behind me and put me down and took a one Choco stick from the cabinet. "Here you go. I'm gonna make him that coffee. You can go eat it to your room." Felix smiled at me and I raised an eyebrow. He was acting to me like I was a four-year old.
"Fine. Thanks." A smile appeared on my face as I ran into the attic, where was a thing that could be called a matrices and an old blanket was there. I smiled at the Choco stick, putting it into my mouth, eating it happily and sitting down.
"I hope you're enjoying it. You won't have this luxury every fucking week." Jet spit and walked to me. "After you finish eating, go to the shop and buy some milk. We ran out of it." Jet said, throwing few cents on the floor and leaving the attic.
I blinked few times, taking a small bit of the Choco stick and putting it on the small table, standing up. "Well, looks like I should get dresses and go." I looked into the corner of the attic. There where random clothes.
I took a shirt with long sleeves and put it on. I found a pair of old jeans. There were dusty but still wearable. I sighed and put them on. It felt like I had fou size bigger jeans on me them my size is. I grabbed the few cents that Jet threw on the floor, running down stairs. "I will be back in few minutes with the milk." Before Jet could say something, I closed the doors behind me, running down the street to the shop. It wasn't really far. Just few seconds if I would run.
I was in the shop by few seconds. I was greeted by a man who worked there, knowing me already since I was small. "Hey buddy. What is it gonna be today?" He asked me, brushing his hand thru my hair.
"Just milk. I need to get it fast or I will get in trouble." I pleaded, throwing the cents on the counter. The man counted the money, frowning. "I'm sorry buddy. The milk now costs 75 cents. This is not enough." I gulped. If I won't bring home milk then Jet will lock me in the attic and then beats me up.
"Please, it's just 10 cents. Can't I pay it to you tomorrow?" I asked him. The man sighed and took a milk from the fridge, putting it on the counter. "I'm gonna need the money tomorrow." The man said. I nodded my head and smiled, running outside the shop and back home.
When I got back, Jet was waiting in the kitchen, tapping his feet against the floor. "Finally. You're so freaking slow. Get out of my sight." Jet ordered, pointing at the stairs.
"I need 10 cents." I said, Jet raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "You kidding me? I'm not giving you shit. You gotta work for it." Jet said with a laugh at the end. "Go to your room. I don't wanna see you rest of the night." I nodded my head lightly, moving to the attic. I feel on the matrices, mumbling things. Like it was mine fault that the stupid milk now costs 75 cents. Now I have to work for the money? I don't even gonna get a sip from that milk. I don't deserve such luxury, again.
After a while of mumbling, the tv downstairs turned on. Great, now I will have to listen to Jet's stupid shooter games. What does Jet like about does stupid games? The guns? Dead bodies? Or just the blood?
Anyway, they are stupid.
"Can I talk to you?" I turned my head to see Felix standing in my room. I sat up, nodding. "What is it?" Felix smiled and sat next to me on the bed. "Don't really mind my brother. He is an ass and he will always be an ass." I nodded. He was right. Jet is an ass. After a month of dating, he started acting like and ass.
"Yes, you're right. But I know that. That's nothing new for me." I chuckled, shaking my head. Felix smiled and stood up. "Well, we should go make the is just pizza." I smiled. Great, pizza. That ment that I will get at least one slice.
"Great, let's go cook it."
"What is taking you so long to cook it?" Jet yelled at me, making me flinch and almost make me throw the hot metal plate into his face. What would I gladly do. "It's gonna be ready soon. Gezz, wait few minutes." I mumbled and Jet glared, setting behind the table.
"Make it quick or you won't get anything." Jet ordered. I rolled my eyes, putting the pizza on the plate on giving it to Jet. "Finally." Jet mumbled, putting it into his mouth.
Felix smiled as he took his pizza, walking to the table. "Thanks. There is a one more slice of pizza. Take it." Jet's eyes widened when he heard that. Why I'm not surprised?
"Are you kidding me? You want to give him pizza. Give him a piece of bread and send him to bed." Jet ordered, looking at me. "And if I see you outside your room, you will wish to never be born." I gulped and then nodding my head. Jet took a piece of bread, giving it to me.
"Now go! I can still take even that bread from!" I flinched and not even in a mater of second, I was running up the stairs, making my way into the attic.
"Really Jet?" I heard from downstairs. "I've lost my appetite now. I will take it to my room and eat it later." Felix growled and soon, I heard a load bang.
I sat against the my bed as I heard Jet curse loudly. Well, as long as he's not yelling at me, I'm fine with it. "This is all your fault you little shit!" Jet yelled over the house. Well, looks like he will yell at me. Uh, how can I say it simply?
I hate my life.
So, this is just as opening chapter. I want at least 3 reviews to know that you want me to continue it. I will not be mad if not. This is just a start. As I said, this will be Mpreg, abuse, romance and all. There are two possible ships. Jet x Zuko and Zuko x OC.
I hope you liked this opening chapter.
