Chapter 2

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After school I neatly sat my books in my locker and waited for Callie at my locker. As if on cue, she jumped in front of me.

"Hey!" Her perky voice rang in my ears.

"Hey " I said.

I quickly texted my dad saying I'll be home late then walked out of the school doors with Callie at my side. She led me to the Lynch's house and I stood in shock at the house. It was huge.

"Okay, so there are four brothers and one sister and their best friend Ellington is normally over. All the guys are super flirty and Rydel, the girl, is super nice. You can have any of the guys except Ryland, he's mine! Because, let's face it, you're beautiful, all of 'em will be drooling over you!"She said.

"Beautiful?" I scoffed.

She stared at me shocked.

"Do you really think your ugly? That's insane! You're gorgeous." She said.

"That's what I grew up hearing so a million voices versus yours? I must be pretty ugly" I said.

She sighed and walked up to the door. She knocked and a boy wearing a black t-shirt, some black skinny jeans, some converse, and a snap back opened the door. Callie's face lit up when she saw him, so it must be Ryland. He smiled and he looked at her.

"Uh...Lexie this is Ryland, Ryland this is Lexie" She said .

"Nice to meet you" Ryland said.

"You too" I said.

We walked inside and I followed them into what I'm guessing is the living room. I looked to see 4 boys on the couch, controllers in hand, playing Call Of Duty. Then, there was a girl on the couch scrolling through her phone. Ryland plopped on the couch and grabbed his phone. Rydel looked up and smiled when she saw me.

"Who is this?" She asked.

"This is my friend, Lexie" Callie said.

After that all the guys' heads shot around to face me. They all just stared at me and Callie busted out laughing as I shifted uncomfortably.

"I'm Riker, these are my brothers Rocky, Ross, and I think you've already met Ryland, and this is our friend Ellington, and our sister Rydel" Riker said.

"Lexie, as you already know" I said and raised my two fingers in a wave.

They all smiled, but then went back to their game. Callie plopped on the couch and I stood there, awkwardly.

"You can sit, ya know" Rydel said.

I sat down and pulled out my phone, scrolling through twitter. All of a sudden, everyone's phone ding!ed with a notification, including mine.

@Callie-fornia:Hanging with the Lynch's and the newest of the group @lexie_hates_you @rikerr5 @rossr5 @rockyr5 @rydelr5 @ratliffr5 @rylandr5

Lexie_hates_you: So I'm part of the group?

Callie-fornia:Definitely

Rikerr5:Totally

Rossr5:Yup

Rylandr5:YES

Rockyr5:It's official

Ratliffr5:Cats

Rydelr5: Welcome to the group !!

Then I got more notifications because all of the Lynch's followed me.

"Hey Lexie! Wanna play?" Rocky asked.

"Sure." I said.

I plopped on the couch in between Ross and Riker and we started playing. I really bonded with the Lynch's. We all laughed a lot and had fun. It's like all my worries wither away when I'm with them and I've only known them for a day. I haven't had that much fun in a long time. I really like Ross. I kinda grew a small crush on him. Okay, a big one. We all swapped numbers then I walked out. I walked home and walked in to see my dad looking at me with anger written all over his face.

"Where were you?!" He screamed.

"I went to a friends, I texted you and told you" I said.

"I know, but you think all you gotta do is text? You didn't check in or anything!" He screamed.

"I'm not twelve! I shouldn't have to check in! Besides, if I was kidnapped it's not like you would care" I said.

His eyes went wide at my words. He jumped up and walked over, slapping me. I fell to the ground and looked up at him, wiping the blood from my lip. He started kicking me in the stomach and face.

"Youre right! I wouldn't care, you little b*tch!" He said.

He kicked me one more time then walked away. I got up as every muscle in my body ached, and dragged myself upstairs and into my bathroom. I turned the shower on and jumped in. I sat at the end of the tub and sobbed to myself. I jumped out and threw on some checkered pajama pants and a black muscle shirt. I threw my hair into a bun and looked in the mirror. I had a black eye, a busted lip, and the bridge of my nose was bruised along with a bunch of other scratches and bruises all over my body. I just stared at the broken girl in my reflection. I remember when I was like 10 and it was before everything. Before my mom died, before my dad developed a drinking problem, before I was depressed. We used to live in a small town where everybody knew everybody and my mom used to work at this little diner. She would always bring home these little pies that I liked and we would sit as a family and eat and talk about how are day was and stuff like that. It's stupid but I cherish those moments. Our family wasn't perfect but at least we were happy. I wiped a stray tear away and walked out of my bathroom. I shut off all my lights and crawled into bed, falling asleep instantly.

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