I watch as the happy little family gets even fucking happier. Shouldn't I be the one with Kayleigh? I could make her happier than that sick fuck. She should be taking care of our two month old children. She must be mine!

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I awake super early and rush downstairs. Today is Lukas's birthday. I can't believe my little brother is seventeen already. Now he's just ten years younger than Jeffree. Speaking of which he is at the kitchen table looking impeccable.
"Damn, girl. You're a wreck. Let me dress you and pamper you and shit. You'll be the next baddest bitch in the house." He says with a wink.
"Well, who's the baddest?" I ask arching a brow although I already know.
"Me! I'm the baddest bitch and currently Ashley is a badder bitch than you." He purses his lips and I laugh.
"Okay, you can do whatever you want." I smile knowing I'd probably regret it later.
"Hell yeah! Come on!" He takes me hand and drags me to his car. This is going to be a long day.