continued from the last chapter.

They continued to look at me. They're eyes were filled with a sort of sadness. I didn't mean to though.
Then something completely unexpected happened. Kate leaned over and hugged me, followed by Ashley.
We stayed like that for a few minutes before Dave walked through the door with Lucy on his hip. She definitely had his looks. The caramel skin was most definitely from Dave. And also that smile. The girls pulled away from the hug seeing that their father had just walked in the door.

'Sleeping Beauty awakes!' He said walking to the side of the bed.

'It couldn't have been asleep for too long. What time is it?' I asked sitting up and wiping the sleep from my eyes . I stretched my lazy muscles out, feeling the strain and my bones click.

'It's 10:25am and quite a pleasant day for the month of February.' He said smiling at me before turning to look at the girls and then returning his smile back to me. I may have been half asleep but I still got a funny feeling when he shone that smile.

I couldn't believe what time it was. I have never been up so late, seeing that I had to be up at 7am to take care of the horses. After a while you kind of get use to it. 'Oh well I better get dressed and downstairs before I get too comfortable and don't bother getting up for the rest of the day.' I said attempting to move but just couldn't. My stupid leg gets like this some days and other days it's fine! There was nothing I could do until my legs woke up and realised I was trying to get up, so I just sat there on the edge of the bed.

'Okay. Come on girls. Lets leave Ms. Nutini to get dressed.' He said attempting to get the girls out the room for me to get dressed. It really didn't seem to be working.

'It's Malencia.' me, Ashley and Kate said. Well, I said it, they shouted it.

'Out.' He ordered with a look on his face that just said 'don't argue, just do it!'

The girls skipped up to Dave and placed a kiss on his cheeks before skipping out the room giggling.

'Aint gonna work anymore girls!' He shouted out the door after them.

'DAMN!!!' they shouted.

'And watch your mouth!' he said.

I couldn't help but chuckle really at his quick change of attitude towards the two girls. He is a typical dad. Mine was the exact same when I was their age. Loving and Caring some of the time but when I did something like ignore him or use what he would call a cursing word, Mr. tough guy came shining through.
'Sorry bout that.' He said standing in the doorway with his hand on the handle. 'I'll leave you to get ready.' He stepped out and closed the door behind him.

I was really beginning to like this family. They were fun, loving and just genially pleasant. It was what I never had and for that reason, I was jealous. My father was all business and no play. My test scores were low in primary school as a young age, so I was home tutored from then on. Because of this, I had not one single friend growing up and travelled with my dad until my dad decided to hire me into his business which I would be taking over soon anyway. What did he say to that? Over his dead body! He said he was going to sell it to someone who wouldn't disappoint him. I lost almost all contact with him after that. But he still allowed me to keep the house at the age of 16. I don't know why, he didn't really give me a reason. Anything I would have got off him would have been be considered as a novelty. But I guessed in the end, everything good that ever happened to me was all because of him. I only got into the horse riding business with his help. Or his money. Whichever you want to choose.

Anyway no point in sitting here sulking about the past. I was here on business. But who's to say I couldn't have fun as well? I got up and went into the bathroom to have a shower. I don't think I've seen a shower so big. It could host a party!

After I had finished I went back into my room and picked out my outfit for the day putting my dirty clothes from last night to be taken downstairs to be put in the wash.
I decided on a black buckle skirt, a white shirt and a pair if black boots. A bit of clear lip gloss and Prada perfume and it was complete. I grabbed the dirty clothes and made my way downstairs to the kitchen, to ask him where he kept his washing machine.