Chapter three- Tommorow afternoon.

Ayden and i stayed in his room all day. Mom and dad tried to get us out but we didn't even make a peep. I snuggled deeper in my brothers embrace and sighed. We used to do this as kids. If i have a nightmare, i will sleep in his room. He would act mad the next day. "I dont want my baby sister sleeping in my bed." Or." I don't want my pissy sister peeing in my bed."

He would try and act bigger and badder, but at the end of the day...our phones were filled with pictures taken from our parents of us sleeping together tangled in the sheets.

"What if he is 40! I mean I don't want to be married to a soggy ball man."

I cringed at the thought.

Ayden laughed and stroked my hair.

"Do you even know why there selling me?"

I turned to Ayden who stared up at me and blinked.

"What do you think?" I could see the cloudy mist in his eyes. I stayed silent knowing he would say it one way or another...

"Your delusional... Dad and his stupid gambling addiction. Probably owned some old dude lots of money and mom must of called him at the time showing everyone the picture of you...You never know what happened."

I couldn't even think. How many lies do this house hold. When did dad get a gambling addiction? why am I the last one to hear about this.

"But what does this got to do with me. with marriage?"

Ayden shook his head. "I don't know baby A all I know your getting married tomorrow afternoon."

My eyes widen and I sat up. I sneezed and coughed at the same time, letting saliva shoot out.

I rubbed my nose.

"urghhhh"

Tomorrow?

"Are you sick?"

I looked up into those hazel eyes. Ayden might be my brother but somehow i wish i had the exact same features like him. "What do you think? i sat in the rain for 4 hours straight sharing my air with the god damn hobo sleeping by the tree..." I scrucnhed up my nose when i remembered the smell and the sight of his black toe nails through his holey socks, If he didn't have a bag of marajunia by him i would of felt bad for the guy for being homeless. i always ffeel bad for dead flowers, no shelter dogs, and even kids who is in desperate need of help.

Ayden stared at me. Then he burst. Out laughing!!!

"O-oh my g-g-god. Did The Ms. Helper actually disgraced a hobo!"

I rolled my eyes and pouted. After Ayden wiped his "Tears" we sighed.

"I will miss you,"

I shook my head and tried to look on the bright side. Ill still be in contact with my friends and family. The mention of friends just made me cringe.

"It took you for me to be leaving before you for you to actually acknowledge me again."

I saw the guilt in Ayden eyes. This time when i see guilt in his eyes i know he meant it...unlike someone else.

"What are you going to tell Miya or even Whats his face..."

"Jake" i said through a eye roll.

"Yeah hippo face."

I laughed. "I caught them both together in bed naked yesterday. They literally pretended to hate eachother just because they were actually transfering cum to eachother."

I siad it casually as if i was saying " Good morning"

Ayden made a face and i giggled at the sight. "Next time i see him he will look like a plump with a camal back. imma bend him like a cat when its scared."

My eyes widen. please do i wanted to say but i was not about to say that,

"God no,"

We was disturbed by a knock on the door. I rolled my eyes.

"Andra, jake is here for you. Please at least come down for him."

Ayden took my cheek and kissed my forehead.

"Forgive me."

I looked at him curious when i realized what he meant. I smiled.

"fine. Make my last day worth it.."

I went downstairs not remebering exactly what i am wearing. I felt Ayden following me.

I stood on the last stairs watching my father talking to jake and wow....they actually came together...Miya.

"papa."

Dad turned around and his face lit up. He looked behind me and frown.

"Why is Ayden coming with you?"

I walked past Dad with Ayden trailing behind me. The last thing i heard Ayden say to dad was.

"You might wanna call the ambulence."

We stood outside, with the door closed behind me. Miya and Jake looked at me. well kind of.

Miya was rubbing her caramel arms up and down. And jake was bitting his lips and unbitting it.

I realized he only do that when....

I looked behind me and Ayden was not doing anything except folding his arms. SO why Is Jake bitting his lips?

I looked down and my eyes widen.

I forgot i was only in my underwears, but it was slighlty covered, my sweater that is blue with white hearts was what i was wearing, It was fully on, one shoulder, whileit was falling off the other shoulder. This perverted dude is actually still looking at me after he was between my friends legs!

I growled. '

"What the hell do you two want? Want some pills to makes sure friendy here aint prego? Or you want to ask me permission to be together."

Jake looked up at my eyes wide, "Alessandra please!"

"God no. You saying my name makes me cringe. Go ahead. I dont care, i am getting married anyways."

The two stared at me in shock. "Y-your what!" Miya screeched.

I sighed. Why do i still feel sad when i see her.

"Yep. I am getting married to a stranger yet i rather marry him than ever look at you again. Because everytime i see you, i see her."

I pointed to Miya and rolled my eyes.

"Don't worry you will see him Miya, i hope you steal him like you steal every guy that looks at me. He might be old anyways."

I turned around to face Ayden. His eyes were looking down at me in amusment. With a side oof twinkle. I smiled and held his hands.

"Don't come back Jake or i willl do something i regret. You too Miya."

Ayden turned around to Open the door, when i felt someone grab onto my arms.

I didn't evenn bother too see who it was. I swinged a sharp swing to the person face. I knew it would hurt because the person who taught me to fight even had a broke nose.

I looked at how Miya held Jake. he was holding his nose while it was bleeding hard.

"DADDY I TOLD YOU TO CALL THE AMBULENCE. ALESSANDRA DID THE TRIPLE PUNCH AGAIN>."

We walked into the house slamming the door.

Tommorow afternoon. My life will change...