The forgotten sister

Bad boy? Damion Black? What?

"Hey sissy wake up" i hear a small voice say. I open one eye to see a small body lying on top of mine.

"Hey Amy what can i help you with?" i say being all posh

"it's time to get up" I smile at her enthusiasm

"ok then..." i sigh "I'm going to have a shower so how about you go back to your room and start getting changed."


"cool!" she says laughing and running off to her room.

Other than that my day went back too normal. Nothing exciting happened, just a normal Friday. I can't wait for the party tonight though!

Getting changed into a mini black dress that goes to my mid-thigh I look at the final product in the mirror. And may i say that the final product looks mighty fine. Ps, for those of you who haven't worked it out the final product is me *insert winky emoji here

My hazel hair with blonde streaks is up in a high pony tail, my face is highlighted perfectly and my black dress complements all my curves. To go with my dress I have black high wedges alongside with a black and silver clutch. With a final look in the mirror I head out to the party.

Now 'the party' ladies and gentlemen is Nick's new boyfriends party that consists of the whole school population. Everyone is invited, including yours truly, and luckily my brothers can't make it. It's at his beach house that's about 20 minuets away so I have a feeling that some skinny dipping might occur later.

Calling a taxi and arriving at around 11:00 the party is in full swing. There are drunk dancing bodies everywhere: grinding, smoking, making out - you name it and its happening here. I head straight to the kitchen, where a few guys wolf whistle at me, and grab a strong vodka and coke, just minus the coke. I start to drink and savour the flavour as well as the buzz it gives me.

Suddenly a hand grabs my ass causing me to jump in surprise and turn around. A guy, clearly drunk, attempts to say "nice ass" but it comes out more like "niy asssss".

i smirk back "thanks" and then walk off strutting my stuff as i go.

I am not a party person so this isn't exactly my scene but for my 17th birthday i think i can make an exception. And pretty soon i find my self dancing on the dance floor swaying back and forth against someone.

Without even knowing it soon becomes 1:00am and I start thinking about heading home. I just want to make something crystal clear: I Am Not Drunk! Tipsy yes, drunk no. On my way out i grab my phone and call for a taxi that will come in 20 minuets apparently due to an accident.

As i stand outside waiting i suddenly feel someone grab my ass again, looking up slightly irritated i realise its the same guy from the kitchen. Pushing him back i start to say "no - stop..."

"come one baby you know you want it" he slurs and starts to kiss my neck

pissed off i start shouting and kicking trying to get away "no STOP!" he backed my against the wall and it wasn't until his hands went lower that i screamed.


As i started to lose hope he was suddenly ripped off from me. I see a silhouette of a guy punching the creep "she said no asshole!"

It wasn't until he had finished speaking that the punches stopped also. When the creep struggled to stand up he wobbled away as fast as he could.

"thank you" i said as my voice shook. The silhouette turned to face me and i see none other than the schools bad boy also known as: Damion. He had a bad rep for drugs, fighting, flings - one rumour even said that he had shot someone before because he cheated at poker.

However as i watch him now i forget all those bad things and think about how he just saved me.

"you shouldn't be thanking me," his low and sexy voice replies. Its not until he steps forward into the light that i see how tall he is. He is at lease 6ft with broad strong shoulders. From his t-shirt i can see edges of tattoos. He has stunning olive skin and dark blue, almost black, eyes, not to forget his chizzeld jaw line.

"you just saved me regardless of what you think I should be thanking you" i said with my chin high.

he chuckles in reply

"well then your welcome. What are you doing out here, shouldn't you be inside?"

"i'm not exactly a 'party' girl, i was just celebrating so i thought i would come out for an hour or two"

"what are you celebrating?"

i look at him confused "what?"

"you said you were celebrating, what were you celebrating?" he elaborated

"oh.." unsure if i should tell him or not, "it was my birthday yesterday, so i am officially 17" I grin and smile

"well happy birthday to you! who are you celebrating with?" he casually asks as he brings out a cigarette

"myself of course" i say a bit too happy, he offers me a cigarette and i shake my head 'no'.

"what about your mates, your family?" he asks taking a puff

i laugh "well my only friend is occupied with her new boyfriend, the rest of the school population either bullies me or doesn't know me and my family don't know i exist so..." and i stand tall and take an exaggerated bow "its just me, myself and I."

He stares intently at me. I can see the clogs working in his brain as he tries to figure something out. Suddenly he throws down his cigarette stamps on it and grabs my wrist: "come on then"

I try to get out of his grasp "What?"

"We're going to have some fun!"