JASON

Daisy.

She was far too alluring for my liking.

I originally wanted to change direction when I saw her on the phone. But I was way too curious to know who it was. Who could have called her? Her mom, dad or a sibling? Her boyfriend...? No, there was no way Daisy could have a boyfriend. She was much too concentrated on her studies and a little bit too sheltered to have a boyfriend. I knew that she was lying when she hinted that she was no longer a virgin. From the short time that I've known her, she did not seem like the kind of girl to sleep with someone she didn't know. And we all knew that she barely knew anyone in this town, since she supposedly come from London. I still called bullshit on her lie, but I wouldn't question it for now.

I didn't know why the thought of Daisy being with anyone else sent vicious thoughts through my mind. She wasn't mine. She didn't belong to me. I made it clear that we should stay away from eachother. But I found it to be harder than I thought.

"Uhm, personal space please." Daisy muttered, her big hazel eyes widened. I had to take note of how her pink lips where parted and how her long eye lashes complimented her eyes. She let out soft breaths I just wanted to kiss the hell out of her.

Seeing as things didn't go as planned last night, I wouldn't make the mistake of kissing her again even though it felt really good. I caused her tears and I wouldn't be the reason for that again. My initial plan was to find her and make sure that she was safe after that motherfucker prank called me saying that she was in danger. I found the fool who thought it was fun to mess around with me, and let's just say things were not so good for him.

"First tell me what you're talking about, then I'll move." I said calmly. I was surprised at how calm I was remaining, considering the fact that Daisy usually fired up so many emotions in me at once and it seemed out of control whenever she was around. One more negative emotion was anger, but only because she was so close but so far. This was a case of just fuck her then let her go, but my body knew that I would come back for more after one time.

"It's none of your business," she blushed. I loved how her cheeks tainted a soft pink, it made my groin harden noticeably. I was going fucking insane.

"Tell me." I gritted out. I pushed her harder into the wall, warning her not to mess with fire. If she did admit to sleeping with some guy, I feared what would happen to him out of my stupid anger. I should control myself, I made a mental note. She's not mine.

She's not mine.

She's not mine.

"No." She denied stubbornly, that familiar fire setting ablaze in her eyes. I nearly smiled. At first she was timid, shy and she even managed to blush in situations like this, but she also defended herself against me whenever she needed to. I absolutely loved how she was a sweet kitten that could turn vicious when someone mistreated her.

Unfortunately this time, I was the one mistreating her. My mother would be rolling in her grave in disapproval. I might have come from a fucked up background, but the men in my family knew how to treat a woman.

Especially a sexy woman like Daisy.

Fuck me.

"Fine." I gritted up, pushing away from her. She released a small breath. I was surprised with how easily I was letting this go.

"Good, because it's none of your business who I sleep with anyway." She said with a slight pout to her lips. I remembered kissing her last night, where she turned me on completely just dressed in that short little shorts she was wearing and crop top. Her perfect sized breasts fit in her top perfectly. Her perfect little ass was perfectly pronounced by her shorts, I just wanted to rip her clothes off and fuck her.

I was about to reply when a voice came from the hallway. "Daisy!"

I narrowed my eyes as a male voice boomed from across the wall. Daisy's expression looked confused as she turned her head to look for who was calling her. I turned too and who I saw had my blood boiling.

"Oh, hey Michael." Daisy greeted, her voice coming out quietly. I saw her body slightly tense, as if she were suddenly more uncomfortable than before. Why? Did he... do anything to hurt her? If he had, I would most literally kill him.

"I've been looking for you for a while now. Care to join me on a walk?"

I narrowed my eyes, ready to protest when Daisy beat me to it.

"Why?"

"Because... we need to talk."

"Okay, but ten minutes tops. I was out all day and I need to get back to Penny."

"Of course. Let's go." He was ignoring me completely. I could tell my presence was bothering him, especially since I was so close to Daisy. But he remained nonchalant, frustrating me completely. I just wanted to rip his throat out or punch his eye in but I remembered that Daisy was there. Scaring her was the last thing I wanted seeing as she probably already thought that I was fucked up.

Daisy was about to move away from me but I gripped her wrist.

"What are you doing? Let go." Her eyes blazed with an unknown emotion but I definitely knew she was angry. At me? What did I do?

"No. Why don't you get straight back to Penny instead of going any where with him. I'm sure he'll leave without causing any trouble. Right, Michael?" I said, death staring at him. If one thing I remembered, was that Micheal was never scared of me like the rest of the general population.

I guessed he despised me for what I did in the past, that's the only reason I can think of why he betrayed me and my gang. Any one who betrays me is dead in the minute. The only reason he still walked now was because I did feel guilty for what I've done, and I would have betrayed me too if I were him.

However, our story was for another day.

"Leave me alone, Jason. Get back to whatever life you have going on and I would gladly get back to mine. You must be completely delusional thinking I would actually stand your presence for another second." With her harsh words said, she ripped her arm from my grip and as fast as lightning, moved away from me.

I would be lying if I said her words hadn't affected me. In fact, it affected me so deeply I was too frozen to react when she walked away with Michael. Of course, the small satisfied smirk that Micheal threw my way hadn't gone unnoticed by me.

Rage build up within me. Who did she think she was? Talking to me like a fucking absolute bitch? I might have had this little soft spot for her, but Iwas still the gang leader of one of the biggest gangs in this damn city. Anyone who spoke to me like that would have to face the consequences.

I clenched my fists angrily when I thought of how weak she made me.

Not only was I bad for her, she was bad for me too.

**

DAISY

"Wow, you really have the the balls to stand up to that jerk. You can definitely see that we're related." Michael chuckled, nudging my shoulder.

I wasn't happy with him. Not at all. The way he treated Ace the other day was not accepted. But who was I to get offended over Ace? My subconscious whined.

"What do you want?" I asked quietly. I knew that Jason was staring holes into my back, but I ignored it.

Michael let out a long sigh. I knew I was being a little bit rude but what did he expect me to say and do after five years after he abandoned me. I was his little sister who he was supposed to take care of, not leave all alone to the big bad world to fend for herself and live under random people's care and charity.

"I want to talk to you."

"About?"

"What do you think, Daisy? You can't keep pretending that we're not related or something. That what happened didn't happen."

"We were related. Key word being 'were'. And even though we share blood now, it does not mean that we're family. Family to me is someone who constantly sticks by your side, who helps and always take care of you. You however..." I laughed bitterly. "I've only known you for about quarter of my life. That doesn't make you my brother."

I huffed and walked ahead of him, leaving the building. The chilly air hit me and I felt relieved. If I was in there any longer I would have bursted.

"Daisy wait," he rushed after me. "I have no excuse-"

"You're right. You don't."

"But I am really sorry." I halted in my steps, staring at him.

"It's too late to be-"

"I looked for you. I swear I did. And now that I finally found you, I'm not leaving you again, Daisy."

I shook my head, my chest tightening painfully. "What about Sara?" I asked referring to my sister. I missed her so much at first, but after I grew up she passed my mind. I used to think about her everyday, to the point that I didn't think about her at all anymore.

"She's okay. I keep contact with her." he trailed off.

"What? You're lying." I gasped.

"I'm not. She was far easier to find since she..."

Since she didn't run away from the orphanage like I did.

"And you're only telling me this now. What kind of person are you?" I asked in disbelief. I always worried about her whether I acknowledged it or not. That heavy feeling of worry never left me since the last time I saw her.

"That's why I wanted to talk to you. To catch up." He reasoned.

"I just can't believe that-"

"Daisy, there you are. We need to get ready for the party."

I stopped talking the moment I heard Penny's voice and turned to face her with a smile.

"Can't we go some other time, Penny?" I asked tiredly.

"Are you crazy? Mavis will kill us. As much as I don't want to go either, we have to. She already bought us clothes and shoes... we can't bail now."

I let out a long sigh. Trust Mavis to waste her money on unnecessary things as such. Why she would buy new clothes is a wonder to me. I was just grateful that she hadn't pestered me to go with to the mall. I liked shopping but only when I had money. Just imagine walking through the mall and staring longingly at things that were way to expensive for your reach. It was depressing. It wasn't like I had parents to support me.

I looked at Michael in apology. "Can we talk tomorrow?"

He smiled. "Sure. Just name a time and place and we'll meet."

"Alright. I'll text you but..." I trailed off realising that I don't have his number.

"Get my number from Penny. I'm pretty sure the goofball will have it."

"Uh, excuse me. Am I missing what is going on here? And I am not a goofball, you jerk."

Michael laughed. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, Puppet."

"Dumb, big headed, small brained mongrel..." Penny began muttering incoherent words under her breath. I almost wanted to laugh too, but I guess I was a little bit too tired.

"Let's go, you big baby." I grabbed her hand and began dragging her with me.

"Bye, Mike." I waved. What I called him suddenly caused me to halt in my steps. My chest ached and I knew why. I looked back at Michael with wide eyes. He sent me a sad smile in return, a pained look in his eyes.

I knew he remembered. Of course he remembered. Some things, some memories always just stuck to you like a leech. Even though you tried to forget you couldn't. Because pain remembered it and unfortunately that pain managed to get back to you. I guess you could call it... inevitable.

"No, please." I sobbed, wailing my arms out towards my parents, a cold-eyed Michael standing next to them.

My mother had tears in her eyes and my father, he couldn't even look at me. A lady wearing all black with only her face open - she looked very familiar, almost like a nun - was holding me back as our Chauffer, Rex, opened the car doors for my family.

I remembered yesterday mother and father gave Sara to a lady that looked just like the one holding me. I thought Sara was to come back that day but she hadn't, and only then had I realised that she was not coming back at all. All her clothes were gone from her room, just like they had taken mine this morning.

Why was mother and father giving us to other people? What about Mike? Why was he staring at me with disgust in his eyes? Why hadn't he kissed me on the forehead this morning like he always did when I woke up?

But most importantly, why hadn't he said goodbye?

I shut my eyes painfully recalling my thoughts as a twelve year old girl. The way I pleaded at them to take me back home was still very vivid and sinister to me. Part of me wanted to direct my pain and anger towards Michael, and the other wanted me to forgive him. He was my brother after all. I missed him so much and pushing him away now could be my biggest mistake.

I still needed an explanation for everything, however, and I was going to get one as soon as the party was over.

"Daisy, are you okay? You look shocked." Penny appeared before me, waving her hands in my face.

"What?" I asked. It dawned to me that I was standing outside of our residence building. I mentally face palmed. "No, I'm fine. It's just a little bit cold."

"It is. We should dress warmly tonight." She smiled rubbing my arm soothingly. I smiled in return, feeling guilt overcome me. The lies I told her about my past was unbelievable. I was such a horrible person for lying to her when she has been nothing but sweet to me. I prayed that she forgave me for lying when she finally found the truth. Because one day, I knew she would.

We walked to Mavis' dorm in silence. Just outside the dorm door Penny cracked the silence. "I see you and Michael are becoming good friends all of a sudden. I guess its the fact that you knew him long ago right?"

I forced a smile. "Yep."

If only she knew.

"It's already six. We should get ready." Mavis chirped, leaving her once attended magazine now unattended.

We have done our finger and toe nails already. Which quite frankly, I found very unnecessary. After a long battle with Mavis I finally gave in, choosing beige nail polish in the process. I liked choosing a colour that would match with anything I wore. So black, white and beige was what always got my attention.

Fortunately, Mavis had a nice sense of fashion and chose me some reasonable clothes. It had me sighing in relief.

"I thought you said this thing was at 10pm." Penny wondered.

"I did? Well sorry, I meant at eight."

"Gee, Mavis. What a mistake?" Penny rolled her eyes.

"Whatever. I already showered I don't know about you guys."

"Me too."

"Me not." I grumbled.

"Why not? Are you living life as a hippy, a lazy person or a hobo?"

"No, it's just difficult when I have to use a public shower." I admitted. It was true.

"Oh shit, you don't have the premium type dorm? The ones with the showers?" Mavis asked.

"No, no, it's just that Jason always uses it when I still slept there and it had no lock on the door and a very thin shower curtain. I felt very exposed." I blushed remembering that day when Jason walked in on me showering.

Both Mavis and Penny laughed. "Aww, are you scared that a certain someone might barge in while you're busy? I'm sure he wouldn't mind the view, honey." Mavis snickered.

I glared at them. "Ugh, let's just get ready for the party."

I took a really nice and warm shower, and with a satisfied feeling, I got dressed and had Penny do my makeup. I preferred the essentials like eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. I hated wearing base or foundation. It made my skin feel itchy.

Once my hair was done and I was completely dressed, I exhaled and inhaled deeply. I'd rather prepare for what was to come tonight. After all I haven't been to a party in a really long time.

"Damn, do we look gorgeous!" Penny exclaimed, admiring herself in the mirror. I giggled in agreement. For once I found myself beautiful.

"I don't think Jason will be able to keep his hands to himself tonight..." Mavis smirked.

Jason's going to be there?