Sequel to The Family I Hate.
COMPLETE ✅
You gotta read that book first or this will make no sense.
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"You're alive...." he whispered, his eyes holding unshed tears and sadness.
"Yes I am." I coldly say and...
Yeah so our...I guess you can call it a dispute is over now and we're civil again so hurray for that.
And Zay is allowed back into the house after a lot- and I mean a lot- of persuasion on my(Angel's) part so that's that.
Crying works wonders some times. I actually cried lmao. I was on my period don't blame me.
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Sounds of screeching, squealing and screaming woke me up from my deep slumber, which automatically pissed me off because I had a MASSIVE headache.
"Fucking hell who in the shithole is screaming so much!" I hissed, holding the back of my head with one hand and rubbing my temple with the other.
I groaned when I saw Rowan stirring beside me. Great. Those sounds woke him up too.
"Mama?" He mumbled sleepily, looking around for me.
When he finally spotted my hunched form, he crawled towards me and climbed into my lap. He curled himself into a little ball and rested his head on my chest, as my arms instinctively went around him so he doesn't roll off.
"Hm?" I hummed, trying to ignore all the squeals and screams as I combed my fingers through Rowan's ridiculously soft hair.
Damn that shampoo was a great choice.
Anyways.
Fucking hell did my brothers finally grow the balls to date girls?
If so, why the fuck are they so.....screechy?
The million dollar question is, who would even want to date their ugly asses?
Girl, they're your siblings. You and I both know they ain't ugly when you look better than a VS model. As much as I hate to praise mother dearest, her and dad gave y'all some bomb ass genes.
Damn brain I agree with you for once. But for me, they ain't handsome at all honey. More like, pretty monkeys?
I may sound cocky to some people, but I'm really not. I'm just aware of my looks. I may feel worthless sometimes but that's just because of my monstrous personality and NOT my looks.
