Hey this is obviously my new story, I'm not sure how long it will be or how long it will take between posts because i am still thinking of the story. Forgive me for any grammar or spelling mistakes, I tried hard to re-read and find mistakes but some may have slipped through. Also forgive me if i have any of the British SAS bits wrong, I have done some research but it may be wrong. I switch between Ryder's and Katie's POV because I don't have the skill to write in the third person. Hope you enjoy it :)
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Epilogue (Katie's description):
My parents died when I was 14 in a freak car accident leaving me in the care of my nineteen year old twin siblings. Greg was the over protective, hypocrite of a brother never allowing me to date when he was out womanising every girl he laid eyes on. It was easy for him to womanise because of his jet black hair cut to accent his angular face and his stunning green eyes. It was fair to say even without his good looks he still could have got any girl he wanted by being the quarterback of the football team at college, his chiselled body and his melting smile.
He was laid back to almost everything accept me. He kept boys at a distance by telling them when he was about to leave anyone who came near me or put the moves on me would be in big trouble. I still loved him though. He let me go out with my friends after I had done my homework and chores, making me laugh when I needed it, and driving me where ever I needed to go when I was younger.
My sister Brittany on the other hand was almost the complete opposite. She had the same hair, eyes, facial feature even though they were masculine she still looked amazing. Her hair fell to her shoulders with bangs helping ease he chiselled features slightly. She attracted the same amount of attention as Greg with her big boobs and being head cheerleader. They both went to the same local college and worked part time to provide for us.
Brittany was a bitch and a slut. Even though Greg was a man whore he was still discrete and never brought his companions home. She, however always did meaning lack of sleep for me with all the screaming and then awkward encounters at breakfast the next morning. She also thought I was from another planet because I didn't date and actually studied. She only liked me if I was asking for her help on buying on outfit or something like that.
They are both 21 now. Greg is a mechanic and still managing to grab every girl's attention. He lives at home with me still where as Brittany moved into a flat not far from us. She is now a hair dresser and still keeping the conveyor belt of men moving. She still brought them back to ours if they couldn't wait which was beyond annoying.
Then there was me, Louise. I looked nothing like my two siblings and was not much like them either. I had blonde hair that I kept long and keeping it in a mess of unruly curls. I had icy blue eyes that were people often thought were contact lenses. I kept slim by doing track at school as well as playing volleyball. I got a lot of attention at school from boys after the threat from Greg had wore off but I didn't bother not wanting to risk there lives bringing them home to Greg. I was still a virgin and had never been kissed. I didn't think I was pretty, I thought boys only were interested in me because they couldn't have me.
There was one more person who lived with Greg and I. Ryder, the arrogant best friend of my brother since year one. We couldn't go a week without having a serious argument. He was just as protective as my brother, my babysitter when he went out, and not to mention my tormenter through the worst years of my life. He was the most perfect man to every other woman on the planet though.
His mother was Italian and his father English so his skin had a natural tan all year round. He knew fluent Italian charming girls easily by flipping the switch from English to Italian. His brown hair cut short on the sides and slightly longer on top and always dishevelled from his habit of running his hand through it. His chocolate brown eyes catching your attention immediately which turned black during times he yells at me or is annoyed. His 6" 2 swimmers body well toned from his job as a British SAS, only going on missions when he was called out and we never knew how long he would be gone for or when he would get back. However when he was back he would make up for lost time with girls, bringing countless girls back to ours annoying me further. And even though he infuriated me, his charm had already worked on me. I did fancy him but no one knew. What was the point in telling, nothing would happen between us.
Katie:
I was walking home after school when my phone started to ring. I looked at the screen and saw it was Greg.
"Hey bro. What are you calling me for?" I asked confused, Greg never calls unless he is drunk and in need of a lift.
"What, can't I just call to hear the sweet voice of my little sister?" He said in a sickly sweet voice.
"Erm, the same sister you called a spoilt brat yesterday?" I replied jokingly, recalling our short argument yesterday over what channel to watch on the TV.
"Too true sis." He laughed. "I just called to say Ryder just got back."
I sighed. He had been gone for 3 weeks and I was glad he was back because it meant that he was still alive but the house had been free of tedious arguments for that long (not including the one the night before with Greg.) "Ok, thanks for the heads up. Bye"
"Bye. And be nice." He quickly added before I hung up on him.
