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Chapter Sixteen:

-Sierra's Pov-

I rolled over, glancing at the clock. It was nearing five o'clock. I sighed, getting up. Maybe I should get a earlier start on the day. I walked into the bathroom. Brian was just getting into the shower.
"Ah, dude, c'mon. You knew I was coming to get in the shower." I complained, barely awake.
"I so did not."
"You so did. That's why you ran in here."
"Sierra, stop your bitching and just get in here with me. It's not like I haven't seen you naked before."
"Don't remind me."
He laughed. I stripped, getting into the shower. He put his hands on my hips, moving me in front of him so the water ran over me. I smiled. It felt so good. The house was so cold. I kept my eyes closed and my hands balled into fist, clutched to my chest as Brian washed my hair. This past week has been beyond stressful. Jimmy has been out of town for something Mr. Hathway had him doing, and Serena has been here, nagging at me non-stop and forcing Brian to have sex with her.
"Feel better?" Brian asked, kissing my shoulder.
I nodded a bit. He washed my body as I still stood still. Brian was way to good to me. I couldn't really say he was like the big brother I never had because that would be rather weird, but he was like a bestfriend.
"We should get out and get started on our chores. I'm sure Serena has somehow managed to mess up the house all by herself." I said, stepping out of the shower after washing the soap from my body.
"I'll be right behind you. Give me 10 minutes alone."
"Alright."
I wrapped a fresh towel around me and walked down the hall to my room. I could hear children screaming and stuff breaking downstairs. I took off running. When I reached the livingroom, it was nothing but chaos. Serena was sitting there with her sisters, Devon, who was married to Brandan, and Halle, who had 6 fucking kids. All of them were knocking things over and hanging from the lamps.
"Sierra, what do you think you are doing?" Serena asked. "There are children down here and you come running in here in a towel. You are scarring them for life. Please, return upstairs, dress, then come clean. This place is a mess and Jimmy will be home later on tonight."
I sighed, turning around. As I stomped down the hall to my room, Brian tried stopping me, not succeeding. I walked into my room and slammed the door. I pulled on some gym shorts and a tank top. I towel dried my hair then walked back out of the room. Brian was already downstairs, chasing some little kid that was running with scissors. I rolled my eyes, heading for the kitchen. Today was going to be to much to handle.

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"Sierra, is that chicken done yet?" Brian asked, walking into the kitchen.
"Uh, don't think so. Why are you in such a rush? Jimmy is due home for another..." I glanced down at my watched, my eyes wideneding. "10 fuckin' minutes! Holy fuck!"
I ran over to the oven, opening it. I looked at his dinner, seeing if it was done. Yes! I smiled, grabbing the oven mit. Brian stood in the doorway, laughing at me. He knew the way I felt about Jimmy. Jimmy made me want to keep living. I think if I would have been put in any other home, I would have done cut my own head off. No lie. I set the pan on the stove, letting it cool.
"Move idiot." I heard from behind me.
Serena. She was on a rampage all day. Devon left out of town about an our ago and Halle had to leave for some emergency which left Brian, myself, Serena, and 6 kids in the house. Brian and I had other things to do and refused to watch them. We had daily chores we were assigned, not to mentioned we had to clean extra since those brats were here.
"Sierra, come here."
I turned around, looking at Serena. She was holding a little baby out in front of her, making a face.
"What?"
"Please, make the smell go away. He's smelt like this for the past 30 minutes and I don't know what to do."
"And who says I do?"
"Well, you're a slave. You should know what to do."
"Even if I do, I'm not helping you out. I don't belong to you."
"Yes the fuck you do." She said, handing the baby to Brian.
He gagged, running out of the room, holding the baby as far from him as possible. God, I wanted to smile, but I needed to be serious because I felt a bitch fight about to go down. Serena turned around and looked at me.
"As long as I'm engaged to Jimmy, you belong to me."
My heart dropped.
"You two are engaged?"
"Oh yes. He's bringing me a ring home. He proposed over the phone last night."
"Over the phone? Ha. How do you know he really likes you? He could like someone else."
"Like who? You?" She laughed, patting the side of my face before pushing me a little. "Only in your dreams little Sierra, only in your dreams. You are never going to be good enough for my Jimmy. Ever."
"Your Jimmy? As soon as he finds out you are with him only for his money, you are so out of here."
"And then you plan on taking him? As I said, you aren't good enough. Jimmy is stupid, but he's not stupid enough to be with a slave. He knows that could get him killed. Do you want to get Jimmy killed?"
"No, but..."
"But what? You love him?" She laughed. "You know nothing about love, you little rotten brat. No one will ever love you Sierra. No one. Not Jimmy, Not Bri..."
I lost all control of myself, and jumped on her. We both went falling to the floor. She grabbed me by my hair, trying to sling me off of my, but she wasn't as strong as I was. Being in a house with Brian, you have to know how to fight. I put my palms on her shoulders, pushing her shoulders down onto the hard floor. I was pushing so hard I heard a few bones crack, but I didn't care. I bared my fangs, going straight for her neck. This bracelet around my wrist didn't control my anger. Never has. I've never went psycho on a human until now. I sank my fangs down into her neck, feeling her warm, nasty blood rush into my mouth. I snatch back, taking a chunk of her neck with me. I continued to do this over and over, spitting her skin over my shoulder along with her blood. I couldn't get diseases but it was like I could taste them. Nasty. Ugh.
"Sierra!"
I jumped, looking up. Brian was standing there, holding back a kid. I looked down. Serena's mouth and eyes were open. Blood everywhere. I slowly stood up. Brian pushed the kid out of his way and reached out, taking my hands in his. He pulled me from the kitchen. My legs suddenly felt like jello and I fell, taking Brian with me. I began crying.
"I'm home!" Jimmy called out, entering the house.
Oh, perfect. I was so dead now. I buried my bloody face in Brian's chest.
"Jimmy, we have a problem." Brian said, quietly.
"What?! Is Sierra alright?"
"Oh, I think she's okay."
I peeked up. Jimmy was headed for the kitchen. When he pushed the door open, he immediately covered his mouth with his hand.
"Brian, take Sierra upstairs."
I felt Brian nodded, then I was being lifted off  of the floor. When we got to the bathroom, Brian sat me on the counter and started the water. I hadn't been sitting there but 2 minutes before Jimmy came in, telling Brian to get out and go control the children downstairs.
"Sierra, look at me." I looked up. "Are you okay?"
I nodded. Jimmy smiled a little, stripping me. He picked me up bridal style, sitting me in the warm water. I closed my eyes, still crying. Jimmy quickly washed me up, took my out, wrapped me in a towel, then brought me to his room.
"Sleep, love."
I nodded as he wipped the tears from my eyes. He got up, turned the light out, and left. Why was he being so nice? I just killed his fiance. He should be mad. Shouldn't he?