Ok, like I said, this chapter is a lot longer. I hope everyone enjoys. Naturally I don't own anything except Brittany.
Waking up with a groan, forcing myself to rummage through my duffle bag grabbing a deep blue, form fitting, V neck shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and black with gold studs 3 inch heels. Grabbing a silver necklace with a silver celtic knot pendant, smiling at my reflection as I brushed my dark brown hair so it fell over one shoulder, gently applying some green eyeshadow and black eyeliner to my blue green eyes. Applying some pink lipgloss before grabbing my zebra print backpack and heading down the hall.
"Morning sis."
I grumbled in reply while grabbing a cup of coffee from my mother.
"I don't want to go to school."
Peter scoffed at me.
"You'll be fine, come on, we need to go."
"Fine."
Sitting in my last class for the day, watching the teacher in boredom while my brother sat behind me. Finally the bell rang, letting us out of this hellhole. Feeling a pat on my shoulder I smiled lightly at my brother.
"I'll see you later."
"Ass."
He smirked before walking off, leaving me to listen to the rich girls try to mock me, again.
"Look, even the wolf doesn't want anything to do with her."
Sighing I turned on the girls, glaring at them.
"Can I help you girls? Surely, you have something better to talk about except the new girl."
Grabbing my bag before walking out of the building, looking for Peter before spotting him juggling some orange balls for a very tall young woman. Smiling softly I walked over laughing as he dropped all three.
"Last I checked hon, you couldn't juggle."
Peter turned laughing lightly in agreement before turning to the girl, looking at her I realized she was a few years younger than me. Her arms were bandaged up, strait black hair covering most of her face, for what I could see I could tell she was a kind child.
"Brit this is Shelly, Shelly this is my sister Brittany."
"Hello."
I smiled at her as she tentatively smiled back.
"Got any other tricks?"
Looking up at the smooth voice, shifting my weight at the pair in front of me. The boy was dressed all in black, with dark brown hair. The girl was blonde wearing a pink shirt that looked really expensive.
"None with the ladies present."
"Have you met my cousin, Letha?"
"No."
I watched as Peter tried to shake the girls hand but she wouldn't touch him.
"Who are you?"
I turned to look at the boy that seemed to know my brother pretty well.
"This is my sister, Brittany. Brit, this is Roman."
I smiled, offering to shake his hand, which he easily accepted.
"If the circus is over, let's get going."
Looking at Peter, he saw the question in my eyes.
"Go home."
"You're up to something, and I want in."
"Fine, just keep quiet."
Grinning I followed after Shelly into the back of the truck, watching as Letha practically sat in Peter's lap. Smiling lightly at Shelly as I moved to be more comfortable in the back of the ford.
Seeing the look I was getting form Roman I stopped moving, easily keeping eye contact with him till he focused on the road.
Watching the scenery go by, barely listening to the conversation, until I saw Peter reach behind the seat casually and place his hand over Shelly's. Smiling at my brother discretely I continued to watch the scenery, listening to the accents of the cousins as they talked.
As the truck pulled in front of our house I sighed, climbing out of the back, waving to Shelly before walking ahead of the boys and down the hill. Sitting my bag down I sighed, stretching a little before watching Peter walk in and grab a jar.
"What's that for?"
"You'll see."
Rolling my eyes I heard the door open as our mother walked in.
"Hey, how are you two?"
Scoffing I grabbed my wallet and keys and walked out the door. Trying to ignore the mounting hatred I had for the woman as I walked back to the school to retrieve my car. Hearing a car rev behind me I turned spotting Roman.
"Can I help you?"
He idled next to me as I continued to walk.
"Where are you going?"
"To get my car."
I heard him laugh for a moment before telling me to get in, sighing I easily climbed into his car, looking over at him as he took off.
"Why are you helping me?"
"I thought you could tell me a little more about your brother."
Scoffing I shook my head.
"I can't tell you more than you already know."
"I doubt that."
Laughing I looked over at him, realizing he was quiet attractive.
"What are you and my brother up to?"
Pulling up besides my car, he turned to look at me.
"Nothing that you need to know about."
Rolling my eyes I moved to get out before feeling a hand on my wrist. Turning I sat back down.
"Are you like your brother?"
I smiled at him.
"No, but my story is very different from his."
With that I got up out of his car and climbed into my own. Taking off I headed back to the house.
Walking in I quickly realized Peter was gone.
"Where is he?"
"Out."
Sighing I realized I was stuck with my mother for the evening.
"Here."
Looking down at the meat on the table I sneered.
"I'm not hungry."
With that my mother motioned to the chair in front of her, sighing I took a seat, knowing we were going to have to talk about this eventually.
"I'm sorry."
"You don't get to be sorry."
She sighed again, watching me with level eyes as I returned her glare with cold eyes.
"I shouldn't have left you, I know."
"You don't know shit mom, you don't know what I fucking went through with that man."
She sighed again, as anger flashed dangerously in my eyes.
"Tell me what you went through then."
Feeling tears threaten to spill, standing up with enough force to knock my chair over, turning I ran back to my room, slamming the door before walking and curling on my bed. Sighing I let myself silently cry, hearing a knock on the door I didn't answer until I heard the muffled tone of my brother.
"Come in."
My voice weak with exhaustion. Hearing the door open I looked over at Peter as he walked over to me, sitting next to me I curled against him.
"Easy Brit, I have you."
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