Chapter 2:

It was about half five when the loud tapping on my window woke me.

But after months of having to live with Stephen I'd gotten used to it.

I shook myself awake and quietly tried to open the window.

It opened with a loud creek. Surely someone would have heard it.

" Shhhh!" I whispered to Stephen. We stood totally still, Stephen perched on the window sill, me sat up on the top of my bed.

No sound came from the house, so I beckoned Stephen in.

He looked tired, drunk was more likely.

He blundered in, toppling off the bed onto the floor.

" Uhhh! I don't feel to good!" Stephen groaned and rolled onto his side in an attempt to get up.

I got off the bed, and helped him up, I had to steady him as he was swaying dangerously.

Stephen leaned forwards and pressed his lips firmly against mine.

Suddenly he recoiled his hand to his lip.

" Ouch!" Stephen took his hand away it was covered in blood.

I was so shocked when he went to kiss me, he was my step-brother. During my shock it seemed that I had accidentally bitten him.

" God! I'm sorry!" I tried to have a look. But before I could take his hand away, Stephen groaned and toppled to the floor.

He didn't move, totally unconscious.

" You bloody…" I couldn't exactly drag Stephen all the way across the hallway, his bedroom was up another flight of stairs.

I put Stephen in a more comfortable position, and took off his jacket.

I got another pillow from one of the cupboards in the hallway along with a duvet. I put Stephen's head on the pillow and chucked the duvet on top of him.

I finally turned off the light and got back into the bed.

Again I was rudely awoken by Stephen.

He shook my awake, I managed to quickly look at the clock.

7:05AM.

" You bit me!" Stephen looked at me accusingly, "I Look like I've been in a fight! This is not a good look!"

" Well sorry, but you came home and tried to snog me, I mean I put up with a lot with you…"

" Oh, yer, sorry about that, I was a bit drunk, I mean obviously very drunk if I wanted to kiss you!" Stephen chuckled mischievously, even as he did so I could see his eyes were still rolling up into his head every couple of seconds.

Basically he was still very drunk.

" If I try to kiss you now, when I'm not as drunk, would you still push me away?" He cocked his head to one side, the puppy dog eyes and the stuck out lip didn't work though.

" Yes! For God sake Stephen you're my bloody brother! Kind of… but the point still stands." I turned him round and pushed him out the door, it was a Saturday, and on a Saturday I was supposed to get up at 10O'clock!

Hailey shook me awake. Again…why can't I be left to get up myself!

" Get up! Get up!"

I moaned loudly and rolled onto my side.

" Please, I'm bored, and it is 11 O'clock!" Hailey pulled the duvet off the bed.

" Ooops…" I said sarcastically. Hailey tutted loudly, for a five year old she had a lot of attitude, then she left the room.

I lay in bed for a while, she was right I probably should get up now.

I shook my head and quickly jumped out of bed.

I trudged down the stairs, and flopped down onto the chair at the table, my breakfast was already lain on the table. That would have been Stephen, it was our deal, if I got him in from a night out, he would make the effort to get up and make my breakfast for me before I got up.

In about 10 minutes I was trudging back up the stairs again, I walked into my room and stared longingly at my bed.

Maybe I could just lie in bed for another 10 minutes, it wouldn't hurt surly.

I shook the thought from my head, and went over to my chest of drawers. I stood over the messy clump of clothes pondering what I could wear. Finally I came to skinny blue jeans, white strappy top and a thin bright blue cardie.

I brushed and tied up my long dark hair before walking out of my room.

Will was stood in the corridor, staring blankly at the wall behind me, mouth wide open. I turned around, nothing was there.

" Will?" He snapped his mouth shut and scowled at me scrunching his eyes trying to narrow his eyes at me… but failing.

" Weirdo…" I whispered under my breath as I walked past him and strolled down stairs.

As I reached the bottom I heard a squeaky voice at the top of the stairs whisper, " Weirdo! We aren't a weirdo, are we Will, no Will, we is no weirdo, just because we can see through walls, just because of it, they are jealous, well naturally, Will you are amazing Will."

I turned and stared at Will, " If you could see through walls, then surely you'd know when Stephen comes along to lock you in your room, yes Will, surely Will… Stop bloody talking to yourself Will, it's Weird!"

Will made a growling sound at the back of his voice, and attempted to narrow his eyes at me again, I laughed and walked out the front door.

" Going to the park mum… with jay! I'll cya later!" I shut the door and walked down the road to the park where Jamie had said he would meet me.