Don't poke a sleeping bear

After an interesting ride with the ever overbearing, doting mother I call Kat and constant harasser, Lione we finally arrived at my place.

I looked at the two-story house that seemingly looked normal and inviting. With its clean-cut, green grass and very much alive, bright yellow flowers lining each side of the walkway.

Sighing in fatigue I dreaded entering the house. I was not ready yet to face the boys or my father. Besides, he must be super pissed.

Starting at the front door I sat unmoving in my seat. Yeah, there is no way in hell I was going in. I think I'll just hang out here for a bit more.

And no, I'm not trying to run from my problems. I'm just temporarily shifting them aside.

"Uhm...Addie, aren't you getting out?"

Kat asked in confusion. I sunk lower in my seat at the question. I was hoping if I kept going like this, eventually I'd become one with the car.

Her brother turned to look at me through the rearview mirror, our eyes met and for a split second, I didn't mind being trapped in a car with him. It definitely beats being in that house right now.

But then I remembered that he was nothing but a perverted, harassing jerk who was admittedly hot but also really cocky...the bastard.

"Hey Kat, put your headphones on. I wanna have a talk with Addison for a while"

Without protest, she obediently did as her brother said, something extremely uncommon by the way.

Must be cause he is the one giving her a ride in his car.

"Addison"

He said looking straight at me, I looked back at him and with an equal tone said

"Lione, welcome to the monastery"

I said with a welcoming gesture, hands apart and openly inviting him.

I watched as his face slowly morphed from the serious one it was to one of glee.

"Pfft...okay, okay that was a good one. I'll give you that win"

He wiped a single tear from his left eye.

I bowed my head in thanks a hand on my chest

"I am most grapefruit, evil sir"

"I think it's supposed to be grateful not grapefruit and ' good sir ' not  evil"

"Well, you say potato I say grapefruit and you're far from good you soul-sucking succubus!"

"Ooh, that was a critical hit"

He said with a hand placed over his heart as if I really did shoot him.

Wish I had a gun to do it.

"Alright, all jokes aside,"

He said turning serious. I have only seen him this stern once and that was when Kat, Ally, and I broke his laptop while wrestling for it. Well, I guess he was more mad than serious but you get the idea.

"You can't run from your problems all your life,"

"I can if I run fast enough"

"And what happens when you get tired?"

He asked with a brow raised

"Simple, get a car and drive away. Problem solved."

I said smugly. He rolled his eyes at me but I saw the corner of his lips twitch.

"I'm being serious here Adds"

"So am I"

"...Okay then are you just going to not go home?"

"Yeah pretty much"

"You have two options, Addison, either get out and go talk to your dad and new family or I drag you to the front door."

"Hmm...I don't like those options, so I'll go with the third option."

"Addison there is no third option"

"Yes there is"

"And what might that be huh?"

He asked with a sigh

"I leave town and go into the woods living off of squirrel nuts and wild plants."

I said once again with a smug look. His face was blank with no emotion.

"First off you'll die of starvation or get mauled by a bear and second, this is the city there are no woods around here."

"Damn it"

"Will you go now?"

"Awww...don't like me no more?"

"I don't mind bringing you over to my place-"

"Okay bye!"

Scrambling for my phone I was out the door before you could even say Worcestershire sauce. How do you even pronounce that?

The car soon started up and I watched as they drove off. My focus lingered on the vehicle as it drove away. I kept my eyes on it until it was out of sight.

Looking back to the place I called home I sucked in a deep breath of air and only after thirty seconds did I release it.

"Okay, let's do this"

This was me trying to both calm and pump myself up...it wasn't working.

Walking towards the door I grabbed the doorknob and jiggled it for a bit to open but it seemed to be locked.

Well, what do I do now?

I can't start knocking on it like I'm some stranger, not to mention I'm trying to avoid my dad and everybody else for that matter.

What about the doorbell? I mean that's less formal, right?

...How did I even get out in the first place?

My eyes widened in realization and like a beetle on the run, I went to the side of the house.

Looking up to my window, I saw that it was still wide open.

"Alright, getting down wasn't that hard. How hard can going back up really be?"

Carefully I placed one foot on a large root and perched the other on a nearby branch.

Using that as leverage I hoisted myself up on a branch above me however, the one I was standing on gave in to my weight and I fell hard on my bum.

Glaring up at the tree I raised my middle finger at it.

"Okay, guess it's a little harder now."

Several minutes later I fell face first on my bedroom floor.

Getting up from my embarrassing position I groaned in pain.

Rubbing away the throbbing pain in my nose, I once more glared at the tree perfectly perched outside my window.

Feeling clammy from my audacious activity of tree climbing or as I like to call it, mountain climbing, I decided a shower would do me good.

Smelling my armpit I gagged at the stench.

"Oh that smells raw"

Grabbing a fresh towel and all that was needed I peeked through my door to see if anyone was there. Seeing that the coast was clear I quickly made my way into the bathroom. Securing the door I sighed in relief.

Now kiddies, I know how you'd all love to see me naked and all but I don't share everything...so this part's censored.

A good hour later I was as clean as a whistle and smelled like cocoa butter.

An upgrade from the raw smell of dead fish and seaweed I smelled like earlier.

Too tired to look for a good-looking outfit, I settled on some short leggings and a large black shirt with the words "Die" written on it in red.

Billie Eilish, Copycat rang out my speakers at a low volume, just enough for me to hear it but not too much for dad to complain about.

Falling flat on my bed, as soon as my head made contact with the pillow I was out like a light.

*Bang*

My eyes flew open in surprise at the sudden noise. Eyes groggy and still only half open, I looked to my still open window only to see the sun still high up in the sky.

*Bang bang*

What the fudge knuckle is that? Is someone murdering something?

I mean I don't know what sound a dead body would make falling down the stairs but I think I'd know if it was a corpse being moved.

Now wide awake thanks to that loud sound, I checked for the time on my phone.

"One hour...seriously?"

Yeah, I'm going back to bed. Before I could even lay back down the same freaking banging from earlier once again stomped the idea.

Who dared to wake me from my slumber and continue to disturb it?!

*Bang*

That's it, I don't give a damn if I have yet to deal with my father or that all my previous crushes are coincidentally my new brothers or the fact that I am hiding from the entire thing.

No one and I mean no one messes with my sleep. I was about to give some unlucky asshole an ass beating.

Livid and off the rails, I stomped to my door and angrily tried to swing it open. Forgetting that I previously locked it, the poor thing was nearly knocked off its hinges.

Already pissed to the edge the action only angered me further. It was a bad day to be a door.

I unlocked it within seconds and without missing a beat, I violently opened it.

Only to find in front of me two boys right in front of it, rolling on the floor like monkeys.

Luke and Jackson remained interlocked with one another. It seemed my presence was yet to be noticed.

And oh was it gonna be noticed!

"You two,"

The two stopped dead in their tracks at the sound of my uncharacteristically low voice.

The two boys looked up to me and I looked down to their level, eyes ablaze and glare sharper than a polished sword.

"You dare wake me when I'm sleeping? Truly you must wish to die"

"Uh, hey Ad-"

"Shut the hell up."

I calmly said cutting Jackson off. In all honesty, they brought this onto themselves.

Even dad knows not to wake me when taking a nap. Not unless he wishes to perish.

"I know you're new in the house, I know you just moved in and don't know the rules, so I'll tell you."

Lowering myself to the floor to be on eye level with them, I said with the most serious voice and sinister look I could muster

"Rule number one, unless you wish to die, don't ever and I  mean ever wake me from a nap"

They stood shocked at my display of hostility, I knew it from the looks of disbelief that I was absolutely terrifying right now but I didn't give a single crap.

"Got it!?"

I asked awaiting their answers. It took a while but they slowly nodded their heads in understanding.

"Good boys"

I said with my normal voice my usual smile on my face. The look I had on suddenly gone, but only for a mere moment.

I got up from my position on the floor and walked away from them towards the stairs to the kitchen.

One thing you should know about me is once my nap is ruined, my mood for the entire day is nothing but deadly.

Walking down the stairs I heard voices and laughter coming from the kitchen.

Entering the spacious room I saw Gloria on my father's usual seat, Ian across her, and my father making himself a cup of coffee.

As soon as I entered the room became quiet and all eyes were on me.

Now usually I'd be nervous and fidgeting in one place, but as I said once I'm woken, I'm pissed!

Ignoring the cautious glances from Gloria and whatever look Ian was giving me, I made my way to the fridge.

Two figures soon joined us and all was nothing but eerily quiet.

Grabbing the carton of milk I went for the cereal next and brought out my signature I'm-royally-pissed bowl.

It was the only black bowl in the cabinet with the words "Trip over a knife" neatly written on it in red.

My father's eyes widened in understanding but still shocked he nearly choked on his drink.

He looked to the two occupants who dared to awaken me.

"You woke her up, didn't you?"

They looked at each other then back at him and simultaneously nodded their heads as confirmation.

Dad shook his head at them then looked at me as I placed the contents I gathered into the bowl.

"You wanna talk?"

I stopped what I was doing and calmly looked up at him my face blank with no emotion whatsoever.

"Okay, yeahp got it. No talking."

Grabbing my bowl and spoon I walked to where Ian was seated and with a dark voice said one simple thing.

"Move"

He looked up to me with a brow raised, he was about to answer back and I knew that but too bad for him I wasn't in the mood for debating with an egotistical douchebag.

I gave him a look that would turn even Medusa herself into stone he was quick to shut his mouth.

Like a mute mouse, he stood up from his chair and moved aside.

I then took his seat and began eating.

"Boys,"

Dad said looking at the boys seated next to me. They looked at him in silence.

"What's the first rule you learned today?"

Ian seemed confused at this question, his brothers however knew exactly what he was asking. As if practised they answered at the same time.

"Don't ever wake her up from a nap"

Ian's eyes widened in realization and he looked once again to me; who was too busy devouring her cereal to mind him.

"That's right. Never forget that rule and you'll survive in this house."

I really can't argue with that, but only cause my mouth is preoccupied with something else.