"Why can't you let me be my own person?! You 3 are always controlling my life and I hate it. I hate it!"
Turning around, I started to make my way to my room, refusing to let any tears out. I get to my room and close my door.
I'm going to party
I h...
Damien in a 19 year old player. All the girls swoon over him because of his good looks but he breaks all of their hearts. However, he is the most protective of me. When my parents died, he took over my dads business, which is one of the biggest businesses here in LA. He goes to school some days and goes to work on the other days. It is not that hard for him since his PA does half the work. But without his work, we wouldn't be living this luxurious life. When my other brothers Daniel and Damon go out after school, I'm forced to sit in his office until 9pm.
"Are you going school today?" I ask, sitting at the table as I wait for Damien to finish breakfast. Daniel is the cook in the house but Damien 'insists' he makes breakfast. After all, he makes the best pancakes.
"Yeah, I haven't been for 2 days. Once this year is finished, I can leave and focus on work." He answers, getting out four plates.
I hum in response, leaning my elbow on the table and putting my chin on my hand.
"DANIEL AND DAMON GET THE FU-" He stops and looks at me as I give him a dirty look. I hate when people swear. Damon makes fun of me saying I'm so 'innocent' and 'pure' and too 'cute'.
"I meant to say..GET THE FUDGE DOWN HERE NOW OR I WILL WHOOP YOUR BUTTS." I chuckle as Damien goes back to serving pancakes.
He puts a plate in front me and on smile at the sight. He had made a squirrel with the pancakes.
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Pretend the flowers aren't there
"Ha ha very funny." I glare at Damien as he puts three other plates down.
"Anything for my little squirrel."
'Yo Ari, I would really like some food here' my stomach growls.
Yeah yeah it's coming. Grabbing a fork and a knife, I start to eat, moaning in my mind at the taste.
"Thanks Dami!" I say with my mouth full.
Footsteps could be heard as both me and Damien eat, him sitting next to me.
Daniel (zooms on his face as he yawns)
Daniel, 18, is the second oldest and the nicest towards me. He can get cocky at times but he's ok. He's the brains of the family and sometimes helps Damien with his work. He's the one I open up to but he sometimes does flirt with girls and does more. Yes he is a 'bad boy' But he doesn't do 'it' as much as Damon or Damien does. And yes, he is a bit of a player. He's also very protective over me. People don't realise how strong he is until they're on the floor crying their eyes out, wanting their mummy.
"Morning Damien, Ari." He greets, yawning in the process. He had his glasses on, which he only wear at home and his hair was wet, I'm guessing from a shower.
