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Chapter 15
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2024-10-29 19:42:56My emotional meeting with Mr. Greystone ended with him informing me that my brother would be visiting, which of them I don’t know.
And here I am, getting dressed three days later for my brother’s visit.
I exit the room fully dressed in a pink ruffle mini-V neck jumpsuit paired with white sneakers with my hair down and a little makeup.
I passed by Jerome’s door, and once again, like the past three days, I swallowed the urge to knock and apologize for my rudeness the other day. I haven’t seen him since the coffee incident in the kitchen, and I still feel guilty about pouring the coffee on him.
I have been trying to mend my relationship with everyone in the house these days, and that’s one of the reasons I’m dressed in pink to meet my waiting brother. I allowed the other girls, Layla and Arla, to pick my outfit and do my hair so we could bond.
Honestly, I don’t hate their company as much as
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Ethan looked taken aback by my outburst, the room fell silent, and no one said anything. I have many things I wanted to say but not to him, definitely not to him. He cleared his throat and looked around the room, avoiding eye contact with me; I sighed and rested my back on the chair. “Get it over with, Ethan; you’ve got things to do, and so do I. I know whatever you are about to say is not your fault, and even if it is, I won’t blame you, so go ahead,” I urged, not wanting to spend any more time in the room with my mother’s male replica “Mom found out about Grace’" he finally said, and a shiver ran down my back; I balled my fist when the urge to smash something came over me. I knew they were trying to get in touch with me but weren’t to check on my well-being. When have they ever cared? “That's your fucking problem, Ethan; what does it have to do with me?” I asked, already knowing the answer to my question They never disappoint; they are so fucking predictable He sighed, still
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I woke up to the warmth around me and snuggled closer to the source of the heat with my eyes still closed; I moaned in satisfaction and buried my face into the firm but comfortable pillow providing me warmth. Then realization dawned on me.Firm but comfortable pillow? You must be kidding me! I opened my eyes and was met with gorgeous-looking skin with tattoos all over it; his hand held my waist down tight as his tattooed chest rose and fell rhythmically. Don’t panic. After getting drunk last night, you didn’t get down with a stranger. You wouldn’t do it, Samantha.I tried to convince myself as I wiggled my way out of his tight grip; he groaned and held on closer as he muttered, “Five minutes more” hearing the voice sent shivers down my back, and I blindly kicked him out of bed in a rage.“Fuck! "What was that for?” he asked, startled awake from his sleep by the fall, he placed his head on the bed, and his emerald eyes glared at me.“What the fuck are you doing in my room half naked,
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What did I do last night? I stood up, went to Arla, and dragged her to the empty kitchen. She looked surprised at my action but didn’t try to fight back or struggle; I gave her my most pleading and innocent look. “What did I do last night?” I demanded, hating myself for drinking too much the night before until I forgot the whole night’s event. “It probably will be better if you remember yourself, and we all promised not to talk about it if you don’t remember,” she said apologetically, refusing to meet my face as she played with her bracelets. “Was it that bad?” I was scared of what a drunken Samantha would have done to get weird looks and even a bet made out of it. Was it something I was dying of embarrassment for? “Nope, it wasn’t bad; I think it's cute, and you have a very seductive and sexy personality when drunk. Poor Jerome didn’t know what to do with you” She giggled while explaining. I was about to probe and ask more questions that might give me a hint of what had happen
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“Nope, not really, but I have done some pretty shitty thing that could have potentially got me in trouble; the last one landed me here, though,” I explained. “Now I’m interested; please tell the story” Cody raises his eyebrow, taunting me about what I have done. “Alright, let’s start with the first one, it was a month or so after Ashley’s burial, and some kid was saying some shitty things about her committing suicide in the school cafeteria, so I ended up breaking two of her teeth, pulling half her hair out, and she spent roughly eight months in the hospital from a head injury” I explained. The listening people wear shock on their faces. “What! I’m not some innocent kid that runs to mama whenever someone bullies or say shit about me, well anyways; parent settled that, and it didn’t get to the news; the second one would be when I vandalized some public property and then signed my father’s name and phone number on it, others were just minor like shoplifting and more vandalizing. The l
