Holding on to you

Birthday blues

HI MY LITTLE KILLERS! SO HERE IS ANOTHER CHAPTER FOR YOU. I HOPE YOU GUYS ENJOY AND DON'T BE TOO SHY TO TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. I WASN'T TOO SURE ABOUT THE WAY I WROTE THIS CHAPTER, BUT I THOUGHT BECAUSE OF EVERYTHING THAT IS YET TO BE REVEALED YOU GUYS DESERVE A LITTLE HUMOUR. 

SO, HAVE FUN READING AND DON'T FORGET TO COMMENT AND VOTE!!!!

PIC OF LILLY'S OUTFIT.  

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Chapter 1

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP!

I searched around my bedside table for my horrid alarm that was trying to wake up everyone in the country, but I couldn't find it. The horrid noise kept getting louder so I angrily swiped my hand over the table knocking everything over, which included my bed lamp, my phone and I think my alarm clock. How do I know this you ask? Well, it could be because now it was making the sound a cat makes when you step on its tail.

I groaned loudly, grabbing two of my pillow and buried my head under it, but it was no use, my alarm was out to get me!

Giving up on trying to get back to sleep I grumpily threw my covers off of me and got out of bed. I looked down at my broken lamp and grunted.

Great! Now I have to buy a new one again.

I picked up my phone and almost cry when I saw the crack running down the middle of it. I turned it on and to my relief it still worked, it would have been a nightmare if I had to live without it for a few weeks until I was about to get a new one.

The next thing I did was killed my alarm clock if it wasn't for the stupid shit my lamp and my phone would never have been damage. I raised my foot and stomped the life out of it and that is just how my brothers caught me.

"I told you guys that she'd kill it?"

I turned to Brandon, my brother who's a year younger than me. He was standing at my bedroom door with my other five older brothers. Liam and Max who're 23, Zack and Mike who're 20 and Oliver who's 17 same age as Brandon. As you might have guessed by now my brothers are twins.

Twins run in my family, my mom and dad are twins and so were their parents and their parents before them, well you get the picture. Anyway, before you get to wondering where's my twin at, let me stop you right there. I don't have one. My mother was surprised when the doctor told her that I wasn't a twin, but she was happy to finally be having a girl.

"What are you guys doing in my room and why did you try to kill me with this alarm?!"

I abandon the alarm and walked slowly toward them, I was so pissed off and tired of their pranks. Because I'm the only girl the feel the need to make my life a living hell every day.

Brandon held up his hands whiles gripping his clutches under his arms. The other were hiding behind him using him as a shield.

"I'm not fully recovered yet, Lil, so it'll be unfair to kill me."

I looked at his broken leg still wrapped in the cast and smirk, I stop for a second and fold my hands in front of me. With an evil smile on my face, I looked at my brothers and said very slowly.

"You have ten seconds to run."

Liam, Max, Zack, Mike and Oliver all raced from the room leaving Brandon to limp away.

"Hey man, you can't just leave me here, I'm cripple remember?"

I could hear the others laughing as the run down the stair surely skipping a few as the go.