My New Neighbour

Chapter One

"Get off me you dick!" I shout and shake my hand so Kian's hand lets go of my forearm.

"You are not leaving me." He says, his voice unstable and full of emotion, like he is having a temper tantrum.

"Why not?" I ask and cross my arms; waiting for whatever bullshit answer he can come up with.

"Because I love you." He says, making me roll my eyes.

"You should have thought of that before you fucked my sister behind my back. Rot in hell you ass." I spit and walk away.

This always happens, I don't know what is wrong with me. I'm not unattractive, I guess my sister always has this charm that makes all of my relationships fail. At this point I have given up hope. I'll die surrounded by thirty rescue animals.

My name is Abigail but everyone calls me A. I wouldn't call myself skinny but I have a fairly thin frame, luckily for me puberty was kind and I have decent curves. Sadly, it was kinder to my sister.

Her name is Bethany but everyone calls her Beth, or whore or slut. Well those last two are only in her room at night, something Only I hear since her room is next to mine. She has beautiful creamy skin and bright blue eyes, her natural blonde hair has perfect waves which complement her perfectly proportioned body. She is just the right height, short enough to be cute but tall enough to stand out. She is perfect externally, but a complete bitch inside. I don't know where she got it from.

There is no contest, she is prettier than me. It's not someone I hide from. My light brown hair is dyed black and is fairly curly. It has no dimension to it, my lips are fairly plump and I have a good jawline, I have freckles and I am quite tall, almost gangly, but that's me. The one thing that my sister and I share is our eye colour, I also have bright blue eyes, it is my favourite feature, I love the family resemblance even if I can't stand her.

My style is the opposite of my sister, she goes with the light airy innocent but corruptible look with flowy white sundresses and a natural makeup look. My style is band T-shirts, black skinny jeans and a leather jacket, I do wear dresses, but black ones, skater dresses with leather detail. I have tattoos and about twelve piercings. My sister only has the typical one stud earrings she got when she was seven. I have two lip rings on my left side, three lobe studs on each side an industrial bar and my nipples. I guess I want to look pre-corrupted.

As for my parents, they could not be more different. My dad is like me, no piercings but he has tattoos, we share the same taste in music and we wear dark all the time. My mum is innocent looking, her hair is bright blonde and she gave us our bright blue eyes. Her lips are plump, just picture a Swedish model, she was one when she was young. My parents have the typical bad boy love story, its cute, at least they have been faithful which is something my sister has never heard of, or any of my boyfriends come to think of it.

My parents are called Ben and Hailey. They run a business together on the other side of town and are consumed by that most of the time, but it's obvious they love us and I am especially close to my dad. He's my best friend.

Kian is my Ex, he is not that important but I will describe him anyway. He has a mop of dark brown, almost black wavy hair. He has brown eyes and a megawatt smile. He is hot, I'm not going to lie, but he is a grade A ass-wipe. But he is not that important, because this is the story of my neighbour, Alex.

He moved in across the street the day I broke up with Kian. I remember as I was getting changed and he was carrying boxes from the moving van. I looked through my sheer white curtains with my top still in my hands. He has black skinny jeans on and a dark green top, his longish brown hair is wavy and covers his forehead. I can't tell much form my room but he is definitely fit. Definitely works out. It makes me sigh, the spark of hope instantly being put out by the memory of earlier today.