Chapter Forty Seven - Maricela

“First things first we’re fixing your wardrobe.”

Khloe struts across the room while I’m sat on the couch watching her.

“What’s wrong with my clothes?” I ask. “Your mum gave me these clothes.”

“Exactly.” She says. “My mother is twice our age. Sure, she’s a MILF but we’re going for something way sexier.”

I don’t know how to react to that. I’m not sexy. I don’t even know how to be.

“And we’re sorting out your whole look too.” She says.

“What does that mean?” I ask.

She stops, fixing me with an expression so like her brother. Like all of them.

“When was the last time you had a decent meal?” She asks.

I huff. “Lunch today. Your brother made sure of it.”

“Ryker?” She guesses.

“I’m not intentionally starving myself.” I snarl. “But I’m not going to walk into the lion’s den willingly.”

“Yeah, that shit stops as well.” She says.

“What shit?“

“The bullying, you just seem to be taking it.” She states.

My anger flares. Does she think I’m that pathetic? That I didn’t try to stop it?

She pauses agai