Five

~Jace

"Seriously, bro. I still can't believe he went ahead with bringing them in," Jaxon spoke in disbelief, chewing on his chips.

"I knew he was going to push through with it. When has Rowan ever gone back on his words?" Nyx commented with a scoff.

I remained mute, staring into space as a million thoughts went through my head.

Claire Rainer. The girl who was supposed to be my new stepsister was.... intriguing? She looked innocent but ready for tainting.

Shy. Timid. Totally reticent. She looked like a small snail that could crawl into it's shell the moment you looked in it's eyes.

She was far from being my type of girl, but that didn't matter. Cause I was going to break her so bad till she begged her mother to take off with her.

Neither Helen nor Claire were welcomed in that house and I was going to make sure they got kicked back into the streets.... where they belonged.

"Darling," Nyx crawled onto my lap, sitting on me. I ignored her, still staring into space.

"What's on your mind, baby?"she asked, rubbing on my nape. "Anybody offended you? Gimme a name so I can haunt, hmm?" She tried coaxing and I finally looked at her.

Her. Her type was the kind I dealt with. Not some girl who looks like she was meant to stay pure forever.

"I'm fine, Nyx,"I smirked at her and she grinned, clashing her lips on mine.

Nyx was my part-time best friend — if that made any sense — but my full-time fuckbuddy. We'd been on it since I was 15? 16?

Nyx was a nympho, and as much as I loved fucking around,I needed just one that'd be there if I wasn't out clubbing or anything. It was a trade by barter kinda thing.

As for Jaxon? He was my best friend for real. He'd been there since I could remember.

Two other people were in the friend zone as well but they weren't in the country since school was yet to resume till next week.

"Eww, go do your thing in your room,"Jaxon who was already playing a video game, commented and I bit down on Nyx's lower lip. The strong metallic taste washed down my taste buds, striking something in me and I deepened the kiss, my fingers slipping past her panties.

I opened my eyes just in time to see Claire looking at me with disgust and I smirked at her. She quickly ran up the stairs before I could say a thing.

"Is it just me or is your stepsister hot?" Jaxon whistled and I scoffed, breaking I and Nyx's kiss.

"You're sure you're not blind?" I asked, drawing out a roll of weed from my pocket. Lighting it up, I took a long drag.

My mum died when I was nine, but I could still remember even the tiniest detail about her. She had black hair, shining fair skin and a really radiant smile.

She was the purest soul I'd ever known. She was always there for me,supported me....she was an amazing mother.

Then cancer took her away. And it all happened so fucking fast, I lost her the very day Dad told me of her ailment.

Mum's death messed with my already fucked up head and I went mute for a whole year. Didn't talk to anyone, didn't go to school either. When I finally recovered, I turned into this version of me. The one who didn't care about attending classes or getting stupid homeworks done.

I didn't care whether or not my dad hated me. It wasn't as if I was ever going to succeed in making him see me as his son anyways.

"You're still thinking, baby,* Nyx pouted, stroking my hair. Her action triggered a memory and I jerked her hand off.

"Get off of me," I spoke coldly.

"But, Jace...."

"I. Said. Get. Off." She knew better than push harder so she just obeyed and as if on cue,his Royal highness walked in.

He paused on seeing I and my friends in the living room. Noticing the weed I had in hand, disappointment slapped his face and I just rolled eyes, letting him know I didn't give double fucks.

"Why hello there, Rowan. How's it going?" Jaxon grinned at the man who glared at him.

"All of you, get out of my house, right now," he instructed and I shrugged, getting up with them.

"Not you, Jace. We have to talk," he zeroed his eyes on me and started walking towards his room.

"You're gonna be okay, right?" Nyx asked in worry.

"I'll be fine."

"I'll get going now. I love you, Jace," she smiled at me before walking off.

Well I didn't do love and she knew it. And I definitely wouldn't regard her feelings the moment I got tired of her.

Forcing my feet to move against their will, I approached Rowan's room.

A slap landed my face the moment I stepped in, causing my lips to bleed slightly.

Okay, not a bad way to start the evening.

"What is it this time, Rowan?" I asked in a bored tone.

"Smoking? Really, Jace? You're my son! My only son and heir! I've said it countless times. Drop. The. Smoking. Habit!" He roared in anger.

Excuse me, but I didn't ask to be his only child, did I? Hell, I didn't even ask for him to be my damn father!

"And what makes you think I'll listen to you?" I frowned.

I hated being controlled and it was right from childhood. I loved my mother, but the days she tried controlling me, it ended up a disaster.

"Because I am your father!" He yelled at my face.

"I asked you not to go against your promise. You promised mum's corpse never to get married again but look at you now. I remember going on my knees to beg you into changing your mind. You should have listened to me if I was your son, shouldn't you?" I asked, tilting my head sideways.

He clenched his fists in anger.

"I curse the day you were born. You do nothing but bring me bad luck!" He snarled.

"I curse my birth too. It's a shame to humanity that you're a father," I gave him one last glance before walking out of his room to meet Helen who looked at me remorsefully.

"Sweetheart, I...."she tried speaking but I walked out on her.

I didn't want to hear anything she had to say. All I knew was, their days under my roof was numbered. They'd better watch out.