Uproar - Liona Aubrey (portable ebook reader .TXT) 📗

I woke up to the sound of chatter and footsteps. There was a serious aching pain in my forehead and I groaned. Probably because of Jessica yapping in my ear all day. I thought, chuckling at the thought and returning to reality. "Who wakes up at," I glanced at the clock that hung on the wall before me. "six o' clock a.m. on a Saturday morning?" I whined, rubbing my forehead. 

I made my way down the stairs, and stopped on the last step. "She will love it." I heard a women's voice and flinched. Who? Who Is this lady? I stepped out from the stairs and into the living room. I poked my head out of the doorway and saw three people that I had never seen before. A woman, man, and a boy. The boy was around my age, probably a bit older. The two others were holding hands, which meant that they were a couple, in their mid forties. The boy automatically was forever stuck in my mind. Brown, windswept hair that fell perfectly over his green eyes. Meanwhile I just had plain dirty-blonde hair and brown eyes. "London." I heard my father say.  I was still in my bunny onesie and bunny slippers. "Y-yeah? And, ugh, mind tell-" He cut me off. "Sit down, honey." He said patting on the spot next to my mother. I nodded, subtly and sat beside her, arching an eyebrow. "Look, you will be moving to Florida, without us, and will be moving in with Kaleb and his parents." He gestured to the boy with the brown hair as he said Kaleb and to the couple as he said parents. I think my jaw was touching the ground. Literally. "B-but." And apparently, that wasn't even the worst part. "You will be marrying Kaleb."

"Dad!!" My eyes widened and I was immediately awake. "No! I'm staying right here, not moving." I protested, arms crossed over my chest, bottom lip poking out in a pouty expression. Kaleb laughed at this. He was so calm, he had probably known this all his life. I thought, annoyed. "London Nicole Marcuson. You will be leaving with them, right at this instant." He commanded, loudly. "Go pack. Now." 

I slammed the door shut loudly, not caring one bit. My back was pressed up against the door, as I slid down in, hands in my lap. A warm breeze wafted in through the slightly open window. I sighed. Why me? Why did it have to be me? I started packing all of my clothes, accessories, sunglasses, phone, earphones, etc.

 A loud bang sounded everything I rolled my suitcases down each staircase. The front door was cracked open, and no on was in the house, so I slipped out the front door, and there, parked in our driveway, were two nice cars. And there stood Kaleb, his parents, and my parents. I walked over to them with my suitcases. Kaleb took them and placed them into the trunk of one of the cars. My mom started tearing up. "Mom... You're going to make me cry." I frowned. "No, no." She said, whipping the tears away. "I'll miss you, honey, call me on the holidays." I nodded, face buried in her shoulder. "Yes, mom, I promise." My voice was muffled. My dad joined the hug and it became a group hug, excluding Kaleb and his parents. I pulled away. "Bye..." I turned around and hopped into one of the cars. Kaleb drove it. "I'm sorr, about this..." He said, eyes on the road. "It's not your fault..." I murmured, the side of my face placed against the window. The rest of the ride was silent. 

The plane landed, in Florida. I took out my earphones and shoved my earphones and phone into my bag. I had been listening to music and sleeping the entire trip. Once, we exited the airport, we got into a limo, which amazed me. I sat in a very comfy seat with Kaleb. We chatted for a bit, until I feel asleep. 

 The light fluttered into my eyes as I blinked them open. I blinked rapidly to get adjusted to the bright light. My muscles ached as I stood up. This wasn't my room, where was I? I plopped my hand over my mouth because I felt as if I would scream, but I remembered; I was in Florida with Kaleb. I wore the same clothes that I had on the day before, and my hair was ragged and messy, but I didn't care. I peeked out the window, and gasped. They lived in a fricken mansion! Wtf! I ran to the door, cracked it open, and walked out. I tip-toed down the stairs and walked into the living room. There were black, leather couches and love seats that you just wanted to sink into, while watching TV on the gingantic TV that hung on the wall. "Oh, London you're up, sweetie." I heard Kaleb's mother say. "Call me Leslie, and my husband, Hudson." I nodded. "Look, Kaleb is in his room, since it is only seven o' clock. And... Well, we have more than one person living here." She trailed off. "We have six other boys living here. You were sleeping in Zane's room." 

"Then whose room was he in?" I asked.

"Guest room."

"Why couldn't i just sleep in the guest room?" 

"The bed is comfier in Zane's." She told me.

"So, what are their names?" I asked her, plopping myef down onto the couch. "There is Zane, Kaleb, Brandon, Jason, Jackson, Tyler, and TJ." I cocked my head. How would I remember those? Probably wasn't... "Don't worry, honey.. You'll remember them." She said, as if reading my mind. I heard a lot of foosteps, and the next thing I know, seven guys are in the room with me. And damn, they're all hot. Tanned and muscular bodies, perfect hair, strong jaws... I think I was drooling. Then I looked up and saw Kaleb looking at me. Oh, no, he had saw me staring... He flipped his hair, smirking. "Um, hello..." I said slowly. They all came rushing over to find a spot to sit in. Someone pushed me off of the couch! Really? I stood, brushing off. "Thanks..." I mumbled. "You can sit on my lap, hottie." Some guy said. I heard growling behind me. It was Kaleb. "Come on, you slept in my room..." He said. So it was Zane. He had black hair and green eyes. Zane stood up from the love seat, and walked over to me. I backed up, step after step, until my back hit the wall. Zane stared into my eyes, wrapping his muscular arms around me. I shivered at his touch, butterflies going crazy within me. "Zane.. Let go of her, now." Instead of doing what Kaleb said, Zane dragged me over to the love seat, sat in it, and pulled me onto his lap. He hugged me against his chest, like I was a teddy bear. Kaleb growled. "Calm down, man.." Kaleb shook his head, and returned to watching something on tv. I shivered and fidgeted to get off of him. Zane groaned in delight. "Please, London, you are going to give me an erection if you don't stop." He whispered in my ear, lips lingering there for a moment. I shivered, placed my hands on his chest and pushed, in a desperate attempt to get away. "Zane." He used a very strict voice. Zane pressed his lips onto the corner of my lips, just barely missing them. "Get. Off. Of. Her." Kaleb demanded, standing up. "I'm not on her, she's on me!" Zane laughed. "Get her off of you then!" Kaleb snapped. Zane put his hands up, and stood, letting me fall off. I tried to run, but Kaleb snaked his arms around my waist. "You are mine, always, and only." He whispered, planting a kiss on my cheek. "I'm no ones." I murmured, eyes wide.

Text: Liona Aubrey
Images: Liona Aubrey
Editing: Liona Aubrey
Translation: Liona Aubrey
Publication Date: 06-18-2015

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Dedication:
Ian, Ghausia, and Wyatt. My best friends.