This house really was impressing from the underground no from the huge underground parking lot to the rooftop; it was a four-floored condo with the storage on the first floor, the living room, bathrooms and the kitchen on the second, the rooms on the third and finally the laundry room, officrs and music room on the fourth, I didn't visit the rooftop but Lucas ,the guy on which i bumped into in the parking lot who turned out to be one of my brothers told me that it was a sight to see.
After showing me around Lucas accompagnied me to my room and went to his. Lyam had told me that my father had been designing my room to my liking all day long and the result was really amazing. The walls had been painted in cream color and the bed was perpendicular to the longest wall of the room with a desk opposite to it. There was a entirely glassed wall-size window which led to a balcony which gave a beautiful sight if the sea and Miami beach.
I slowly entered the room and waited for him to notice me. After a couple of minutes, he turned around and saw me. Dad gave me his big bear hug from his full height and I almost got missing in his big and protective arms. I finally felt like I was at home. He started patting my hair but stopped when he left something in my hair. He lifted a strand of my hair and saw a key
-Willow ?
-Yup that's my name
-A key in your hair, seriously?
- Well for my defence I was in a haste and I was afraid of misplacing it so I put it in the safest place I could find
-your hair?
-Don't be jealous dad, I know you don't have long hair and that you are going bald-
-I'm not going bald I am just suffering from gravity's side effects
We looked at eachother before bursting in laughter. It had always been like this between us, my father was more of a best friend that an actual father. My childhiod was filled with our messes, pranks and sleepless nights spent on movies, tons of movies reminding us how single we were. Unfortunately, all of this sweet time was gone now that he was married. He will have to spend time with these new children and wife of his implying less time with me. I know my thoughts are selfish but it had always been him and I and nobody else and poof all of a sudden I have a bunch of brothers with a mother in bonus like I asked for it.
I tightened my hug around my father like it was the last time, actually to me it was the last time. That special link between him and I was going to be severed and there was nothing I could do about it.
Lyam popped into the room,literally to informed us that dinner was ready. Dad and I parted and headed to the dining room. There was an odd silence in the elevator so odd that I could hear my heart beat like it was going to burst out of my chest. I was stressed up, I was not prepared for this, on going home I didn't expect any of this be it these guys, this house or my father's wife, I didn't. In fact I was scared just like an animal taken away from its natural habitat into a cage. I didn't know anything about anyone here and I had to live with them. There was no one on whom I could trust or rely on, I couldn't even trust my father not after what he did, I was trapped.
Once in the dining room, I faced them all; they were seven, I had met five of them but I didn't know who the sixth was. He seemed to be the oldest and one thing for sure was that I didn't like him. The severe look on his face made me feel uneasy. The seventh was my father's wife, to be honest she was beautiful. She had long blond hair with hazzel nut eyes, her dressing was let's say expensive. It was a blouse tucked in leather pants but from the designs of the fabric it was obvious that it was from a designer collection talkless of the jewleries she wore, I really was wondering if it was the dress which made her beautiful or if she was the one making the dress look good.
The second she saw me she smiled sunglasses please! and pulled me into a hug to which I didnot respond. Okay I said she was pretty and all but I still don't like her. She ignored the fact that I ignored her hug and went up to kiss my dad and all of a sudden I felt sick.
We all settled on the ten-seat dining table. My dad was sitting at the edge, Taylor his wife was on his right and Adam the oldest was on his left next to Adam were the twins and I and next to Taylor were Marco, Lucas and finally Lyam. Marco looked pale sick and was wearing a hood despite the fact that places were hot.
Once the blessings were said everybody dug in his plate. Dad was knowing more about his new sons and from time to time he will narrate or spill and embarrassing fact about me like that one time where I sprayed a whole bottle of perfume in my mouth because back then I thought that it will keep me a sweet breath for the rest of my life, that was very stupid of me but what can I say I was a kid. But I wasn't in a story-telling mood tonight neither was I hungry so I started playing with my food which caught Taylor's attention.
-Are you not eating darling?
I cringed at the last word.
-As you can see.
I said that as rudely as possible pushing my plate away from me like a kid.
-Willow eat up.
My father never ordered me before. These people had really changed him and what I was about to say was going to reveal another side of my father I had never seen before.
-What if it's poisoned? After all it's not like I knew any of these guys neither do I know her.
I said this fingering Taylor.
-Willow. You. Don't. Finger. Your. Mother !
I let part of the anger I had within me flow out.
- She is not my mother, she is your wife. A wife a you met and wed without informing me,they are not my brothers just a bunch of guys I met a couple of hours ago. And let me make this one thing clear She. Is. Not. My. Mother I never had one and I don't see why I should have one now.
With this I stormed out of the dining room. I heard my dad yelling my name and getting up from his chair but I also heard Taylor asking him not to go after me something he obviously did. Tsk.
I ended up going to bed empty-stomached but I didn't care. Once in my room my anger had been replaced by pain so I tore up, I let myself slide down my room door and cried. Cried for feeling betrayed, for being alone, for being stupid. I could have coped, I could have decided to be sweet towards those guys and see the possible outcome, Taylor seemed so sweet and lovely but there was this feeling deep within me which made me see them like enemies, like people from which I had to protected myself from. But for some reason it hurts.
I had fallen asleep on the floor and even upon waking up I still stood or rather lied there surely too lazy or too worn out to change in my pajamas and head to bed but something was going to make me move. My oldest enemy;Famine I was hungry and the thought of the food I left untouched in my plate made me feel sore, that quiche really looked yummy. I slowly and cautiously unlocked my door and headed to the kitchen thankfully the elevator was a silent one so no risk of getting caught. Before headed to the kitchen I looked through the window which gave a view of the garden and of my father leaving wait what? How dare he dump me here and leave? I shrugged away my hunger and joined to meet him.
-How dare you!?
- How dare I? How dare YOU Willow? Being so rude and insolent to your family which was welcoming you whole heartedly? You really disappointed me Willow really. Taylor and I are leaving for our honeymoon and after that we will be gone for an undetermined time line business trip. You better behave and-
I cut him in his monologue. I couldn't let him scold me like I was the person to blame.
-Did you put yourself in my shoes? Before sending that letter over did you imagine how I will feel knowing that you met talkless of marrying someone without even telling me? What am I to you? I'm not even sure that to you I am still a daughter.
The tears that had welled-up my eyes started flowing but i didn't care.
-When I told you I wanted to go to Scotland I didn't mean it,I was just looking for your attention. And when you sent me there without even asking about my motivations for such a demand I felt like I was losing you and did everything to come back. When I was told that you were transferring me back to Miami I thought you were equally missing me but I was all wrong. Dad you have abandoned me.
I couldn't speak anymore the sobs choked my words as I continued crying. I felt a pair of warm arms around me.
-Shhh it's okay
It was not ok,hell no. I started hitting his chest out of tears and frustration but I really doubt I felt a thing.
-It's not okay, it's not!! You are leaving me alone again I don't want to live with them I want to stay with you. Dad please don't live me! Please i'm begging you.
I was desperate, i felt like I would die if he left me like this. That's what happens when you only have one person in your life. When I said it was just my dad and I, I meant it. I had nobody else in my life. The only contact in my phone list, my only friend, my only family; I had no cousins so it was just him. I didn't want to open myself to any body else just him and only him.
His grip around me tightened. I knew what was going to happened next I didn't want it.
-Will, listen. That link between you and I will never be severed, never forget that. I will come back and I swear that once I come back we will spend a whole week together just you and I but you will have to live with your brothers can you promise me this one thing? Just be nice to them please for my sake if not for yours, can you?
I nodded weakly in his arms. He carried me bridal style and took me to bed. He kissed my forehead and stayed by my side till I drifted into a deep sleep.
Damn I still didn't eat
Chapter 2 complete! I was on the verge of tears when I imagined Willow talking to her father, how hard it is for one to see the person who is dearest to him/her live him/her and go. Well I hope you enjoyed this part otherwise I gladly welcome your contributions to this story.
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