Malcolm In The Middle Sister Novels & Stories

“Okay.” Malena was Zesa’s younger sister. I hadn’t seen her since she left the country. It was unfortunate I would get to see her under such a circumstance. Judging by her thing were going, I could only prepare myself for the blames I would receive from both Malena and my mother.

Layla, Nolan, and Malcolm all turned together to see who the intruder was. "Grandpa!!" Malcolm squealed as his grandfather and sister walked into the house. "How are you, my boy?" The old man asked as he rubbed his hair lovingly. "I'm fine. Did you bring any food?" Malcolm asked with eagerness in his eyes. He looked like he would need a decent meal. "No Malcolm, we didn't bring any food. We couldn't find any. You need to see the way the people in the market chased us away. His sister Millie, who was about thirteen signed in frustration as she closed the door behind them.

I couldn’t forgive him for years of having to believe that my little sister was gone, and I couldn’t even imagine all the shit she’s been through. The man wasn’t called The Butcher for nothing! He was skilling people alive… I didn’t want to imagine what he could possibly do to a sixteen years old girl, his enemy’s sister! Alfie tried to convince me to change my mind, but he already knew it was too late. As soon as I walked out of my office, Malcolm ended his conversation with Brielle. He looked mad at her, and she was listening to his words silently. She knew she shouldn’t have listened to our conversation earlier.

She softly says. I sigh. “It’s okay.” I say with a small smile. “Just don’t let that happen again.” >>> When we get back home, I go upstairs to my room, leaving Halsey to my mom. My phone starts vibrating. Dean: I’m sorry about your sister. Me: Why are you talking to me? It’s not like she’s dead. Dean: It seems like you’re always pushing me away, even when I try to help. Me: Maybe because I don’t need your help.

" Where are you going?" " To the cafeteria but I didn't find it." " Come with us and let me introduce you to Peter, my boyfriend." " Ohh so my brother is dating my friend, huh?" She smirked at me " Your brother? But Pete, you don't have sisters?" " I don't, it's Malik's girlfriend's sister." I said and immediately realized what I said " So yeah technically his sister... Right bro?" " Malik has a girlfriend?" Miles and Aria asked together

My voice trailed off, the moment I saw the person standing by the door. It was not Bertha, but Millie. Malcolm's sister. “Millie–” I stammered in a flabbergasted tone. I certainly wasn't expecting her. “Noelle.” She called, with a proud look on her face. She looked sophisticated and acted as if she was better than everyone else. Millie was Malcolm's elder sister, she was six years older than him if I was not mistaken. She was the only family he had left, I meant from his biological family and Malcolm cared for her a lot.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

I avoid my sister's gaze as I walk past her, my head bowed in shame. I know how she acts when she is angry. Sarah can destroy any fûcking time when she is mad. She is force to be reckoned with when she's upset. Aiden must know that too – he has seen her blow up before. "What do you think you are doing, Blacksmith? How dare you even consider messing around with my sister! She is my sister, for heaven's sake!" Sarah's voice rings in my ears. I enter my room and sit on my bed.

"You left Mafia and disappeared, then come back now with the outburst to attack Malcolm? what the fuck is wrong with you bitch?" "You shut up and watch your tongue, Harden! you're one hell of a badass and I fuvkin hit you" "Not as much as I hate you " They both went silent for a while, glaring AY each other. Until Alice broke the silence. "Malcolm's Men Shot in the car some hours ago" "Malcolm doesn't give a damn about you after he killed Joe. Why? You attacked him first, tough ya?" "I wish I could kill you with my hands... What the fuck is you!! Malcolm is trying to kill my sister... Radon's girlfriend!"

I was supposed to be the hopeless romantic marrying into high society, but my younger sister couldn't stop copying everything I did. When I tried on wedding dresses, she tried them on too. When I put on diamond rings, she wore them too. When I called Elliot my fiancé, she turned around and called him the same. Until one day, I overheard a conversation between her and Mom. "If your sister refuses to marry him, you can take her place. The position of Mrs. Fitzgerald shouldn't go to someone else." I smiled. After all, I had been lying to them, with zero intention of marrying Elliot. Trying on wedding dresses was just to make her jealous. Wearing diamond rings was to set the bait. Even havi