Thanks again to brittpage21 for her help with this chapter.

Warning: Contains some bad language.

"It was a mistake," I kept repeating, running my fingers through my messy hair. "It was nothing special. How could I be so stupid."

I can honestly say if you looked up the words "stupid" and "reckless" in the dictionary, you would find a picture of me there. My brothers were definitely gonna boot the crap outta me, therefore turning me seven shades of blue.

"What? Calm down," said my eldest brother, with a worried expression on his face as he guided me outside. "What was a mistake?"

Don't spit it out now Chris. Do you want to loose your head? Yet once again, my doppelganger jumped into the spotlight.

"That kid bartender," I replied, as I stood outside the bar with my brothers. "I slept with him."

Ah shit. I'm just gonna find a space on the side of the highway, dig myself a hole, and shoot myself in the head. Maybe, I could run away to either Mexico or Canada. Anything to escape the almighty wrath of my eldest brother. At this point I was dragged around the side of the bar, into a dark alleyway and pushed against the brick wall.

"You what?" squawked the furious Goose. "How could you! Why would you be so stupid?"

I knew I couldn't blame him if he lashed out and smacked me in the mouth.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean for it to happen," I said, trying to conjure up a valid excuse for my careless actions. "It happened so quick."

Why did I do it? Personally, I don't know. There was me thinking that Leo was a nice guy, but then he turned out to be a conniving bastard who was eager to win a bet. In the moment that we shared, he made me feel special, but then again it all changed when he started calling me horrible names.

"Didn't mean to?" growled Dean. "How could you not mean for something like that to happen? You had to have had a good enough reason to have sex with this guy."

My brother glared down at me, the veins at his temples throbbing with rage as his face flushed a shade of purple. He then simply turned his back to me.

"Man, the things you do sometimes," he said coldly. "After everything that Incubus did to you. You're really testing my patience now."

Wait a second. The old man going into a rage for me sleeping with a random? He's one to talk. Hell, he's most likely to be in the rankings of earning a World Record for the amount of times he's slept around. He's probably had more women than a friggin' Mormon. Clenching my trembling fists, I glared up at my brother.

"Oh really?" I yelled whilst marching towards him, my emotions beginning to bubble and boil like a witch's brew. "Don't be such a damn hypocrite!"

Goose spun around on his heels and glowered back down at me. He looked ready to tear my head off with his bare hands.

"This is bullshit!" I exclaimed in frustration, throwing my arms out like a scarecrow. "I can never explain myself fully without you two clucks throwing a bitch fit!"

Sasquatch finally decided to make his voice heard within this latest domestic dispute.

"You shouldn't have done what you did tonight," he said to me, his face expressed obvious disappointment. "It was very irresponsible."

I chuckled and turned away from the both of them, resting my hands on my hips.

"You're right, the both of you are," I said with a smirk. A smirk that almost exposed the misery I was feeling inside. My arms dropped to my sides as I turned to face my siblings once again. "I'm just a reckless and stupid little whore. Oh, how I laughed when I discovered that the only reason why Leo fucked me, was to win a twenty dollar bet. I feel like a million bucks."

My brothers exchanged a glance with each other before returning their attention to me. At that moment we heard voices. It was Leo and his colleague Charlie. Instead of attacking them instantly, my brothers decided to use their ambush technique. We hid behind a dumpster so that we were outta site.

"So where's my money," came Leo's voice. "I did it. Didn't I?"

Oh, I hate that cocky little son of a bitch. I would love to pounce on him and claw his eyes out. From the look on my brothers faces they would love to do worse damage.

"Did you have fun with her?" asked Charlie.

Leo sniggered, which made my blood boil even more. If I had a torture chamber then he would be a permanent guest there.

"Yeah, it was rather fun. She was a cute ," replied Leo. "Maybe I'll see her again someday."

Huh, no thank you. I'd rather eat cockroaches and have needles rammed into my eyeballs.

"I'm surprised you didn't hear us upstairs" added Leo, making his friend laugh.

"If I wasn't still on shift, I could've had a piece of her too," remarked Charlie. "Shame, she looked like a good ride. What did she look like with her underwear? Both on and off?"

Okay, now Charlie can be thrown into the torture chamber for life long suffering.

"She sure was pretty," replied Leo, in which my brothers growled in reaction to his words. "If she hadn't run off then I'm sure she would be still in my bed upstairs."

At that moment, my brothers sprung out and lunged at the arrogant and perverted pair, ramming them both against the wall by the scruff of their collars. The pair were too shocked to react. Not wanting to hide like a coward, I appeared from behind the dumpster. I glared at the two teenage perverts, only for them to smirk at me. Man, I felt no remorse for either of them as I watched my brothers smack them around as if they were both punching bags. Still, my brother knew their limits, they couldn't leave too much damage regardless on how much they wanted to.

My siblings stood back and admired the work that they had done on the two bartenders, cracking their bruised knuckles in the process. Leo and Charlie lay on the ground, battered and bleeding.

I marched up to Leo and pressed my foot on his chest as I glared down at him with blaring eyes.

"You mess with me," I hissed. "Then you mess with my brothers. For the record, I wouldn't boast about your dick. There isn't much there anyway."

I took the twenty dollar note from his hand and stuffed it in my mouth. After I chewed it twice, I spat it out, in which it landed with a splat on his left cheek. I felt so powerful at this moment, like I had beaten some heavy weight boxer.

However, on the very silent journey back to the motel I wanted to cry.

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