Innie Vs Outie V Novels & Stories

"You've got half a day to move. Call someone or I will. Out of pity for your sad single-mom act, I won't even charge you if I do it myself." She bolted to the balcony, shaking, voice cracking into the phone. "Come quick... I'm scared of her." Typical. Playing damsel and calling backup. Perfect. I was ready. I looked around—cozy little setup. Photos of the three of them smiling like some perfect family. I was the outsider here. By the door: men's slippers labeled "Dad," women's with "Mom," and a tiny pair that said "Princess." Even the bathroom had a guy's toothbrush and mug.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?” I let out a yelp as four guys came around the corner. I came to a stop and moved backward as they got closer. They were large, three times my size, and had black ink covering the exposed parts of their bodies. They laughed and they laughed while lustfully gliding their eyes over my body. I took another step back.

I'd signed a year-long lease on this place, and I didn't want to be humiliated by them. I put on my shoes and headed downstairs. Before I could approach Morgan and Iris, I saw him suddenly shove her to the ground. "Shut up! I was only watching out for you for your sister's sake! I never thought about taking things further! Leave me alone, or I'll kick you out of the research team and make you fail!" Seemingly sensing my presence, he ignored Iris' tears and turned to stare at me. Meanwhile, Iris buried her face in her hands and sobbed. "You're lying! I won't believe this!"

They went on about how fun that game was, how much money it made, and how great it would be to know him. I couldn't help but murmur, "That's my older brother." They instantly burst into loud laughter. "Look at you, all shabby with no game console, and you've got the nerve to say Fabio is your older brother?" I ran home with red eyes, wanting to borrow Fabio's crest pin, which represented his status, as proof. But he looked up from his papers and said with eyes full of scorn, "You want me to lend it to you so you can make a fool of us?"

Ajax asked again concentrating on Hector's slack jaw. "Yes." Guin answered, whimpering. Ajax sent his fist flying to Hector's jaw. Blood flew out of his mouth as he staggered. Cursing, he threw himself at Ajax but Ajax was quick enough to duck from a blow that would have been fatal. Hector was almost twice his size. He had to maximize his weaknesses in no time.