She smiles again. I hate the way she smiles, and the way she talks, and the way she looks. I hate that she exists and that she's in this house right now.
I never saw her up close but it hits me that I f*****g hate her face.
"Is that Adam's T-shirt? I thought you liked the other brother more." She says smugly while looking me over.
I lean on the counter beside her.
"How angry would Adam be if I broke your nose?"
"You don't want to try that. He'd probably kill you."
"Somehow, I doubt that."
"You think he likes you?"
"I didn't say that, but I can tell you for a fact that he doesn't dislike me. If he did, I wouldn't be living in his house and he wouldn't be trying to use you to make me jealous."
"You think that's what is going on?"
"Oh please. He's pissed that Allen kissed me, so
