When I walked into my house, It was real quiet. I was probably the only one home. Considering my dad is always gone working and in other countries making & selling products and making more money. My Mom, a couple of years ago decided that when my younger brother and sister (they are twins) turned 13 that she wanted to take a once every month vacation to get away. Yeah well, these once-a-month short vacations turned into one-to-three week long vacations. So she was pretty much never here either. Plus the fact that we all knew she was fucking one of the trainers at her gym. Even my dad knew it yet he didn't have the time to care. I'm sure that if my parents spent a lot of time together then they would get a divorce but, since they never have to see each other they would rather not waste the time or money[even though we have plenty of it].
Today; Thursday meaning my butler and maid are off, they do live with us but I'm sure that they are out together somewhere since I can totally tell they want in each others pants. My younger brother and sister; Kane and Rissa [short for Marissa], the twins being 16 years old and all are at school still. Considering I only work a couple of hours a day, which is amazing. Oh, and by the way I have another older brother; Blaine. He is 24 years old and works as an athletic trainer for the Detroit Red Wings. One of the many reasons I became a fan of hockey, also because Kane has played it practically his whole life and wants to go pro. I am pretty much surrounded by it, I have no choice but to like it.
I sat there for a couple minutes and realized I didn't have anything to do, I would normally call up my best friend Alisha to go shopping but she along with all my other friends decided to go to college. She isn't too far away though, just north of us. I walked up stairs and decided to take a bath. 'BANG BANG' someone knocked on the door. Opps I had fallen asleep. I quickly got up and opened the door. "DAMN RAE YOU LOOK GOOD!" It was my older brother's friend Eric. We dated a couple of months ago, something Blaine was not to happy about. I looked down, realized I didn't grab a towel, and was completely naked. "ahh shit, sorry." I ran and grabbed my Juicy Couture bathrobe. "OH don't say sorry to me babe"While he looked me up and down. "You know I was thinking about us and why did we break up again?!" I slapped him on the arm. "Shut the hell up, hmm and I don't know maybe because you cheated on me?" "oh stop being such a bitch about it, It didn't mean anything" "Okay Eric tell me why you are here or get the fuck out of my house" "No need to get all feisty, I was just looking for Blaine" "Well considering he isn't here, you can leave." See, I'm pretty bitter about Eric. We were going out for four months when he cheated on me with some slut from our school named Keisha. Who the hell names their daughter Keisha? Sounds like some STD filled prostitute on the corner of a street in Detroit. Psh, thats probably where he found her, either that or the trailer park. So I found the girl one day, went up to her and punched her in the face and then walked away. She tried charging me with asault, but my dad is far more liked in this town compared to her hillbilly father, so with all that said the charges didn't go through.
Well, I had had enough bullshit for one day. So I slipped on some short shorts, a wife beater, and climbed into my california king bed.
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