Innocence Presumed

I had lived like this for years, ever since Kieran had established himself as the town fuckboy, no one could be trusted. The girls were my friends to sleep with my brother. The boys were my friends to be friends with my brother, just so that they could hook up with his exes.

It may have been what caused my trust issues but I was okay with that. I had eventually made friends a few towns over. Well, I say friends. They were people who were regulars at Club Alchemy. I had gotten to know the three girls over the years and watched as they fucked their way through the entire room each night.

Gemma was the oldest. She was also the tallest and always seemed to pull the weird-looking guys, ones who clearly weren't getting any that night. Next was Wendy. She was very tiny and had a tendency to want guys twice her height but, for what she lacked in height, she made up for in personality. She had been compared to a chihuahua many times and I couldn't disagree. The last one was Sarah. She would have looked very similar to me if it wasn't for her brightly coloured hair and many tattoos that littered her body. The last time I had seen her, her hair was highlighter yellow and she had just had the words 'Hello' and 'Goodbye' tattooed onto her hands but who knows what she looked like now.

Saturday was fast approaching and that meant the club's annual themed party was coming up. Each year, they chose a different theme from Zombie Apocalypse to this year's theme, The Great Gatsby. I was beyond excited. As a child with no friends, I had found solace in books; my favourite being The Great Gatsby. It was just so glamourous and exciting with more people than you could count.

I stared at my flapper dress in my cupboard. I had hand sewed each tassle onto the dress, wanting to mix the traditional gold with colours more suited to me, like red and black. I had even made a small feather headband and a rather long cigarette holder to complete the look. Me and the girls had decided to dress the part, eventhough it was only required by those working the night. I just had to work out if I was willing to wear the outfit on a train, all the way there.

Now, I could probably change and crash at one of the girl's houses if needed, but that was a hassle and I didn't want to put them under any pressure. Then again, if I wore the outfit on the train, I would have to wear it to sneak out of the house and it might get damaged as I descend the tree. Deciding to make the decision later, I closed the wardrobe and headed downstairs, hoping that my brothers had something to do today.

I have five brothers- Keiran, my twin, Adam, Cameron, George and Harley. They were all older than me, even Keiran was older by twenty minutes but technically born on a different day to me. I was so glad when they had graduated because I thought I would be able to date and be free, without my protective older brothers watching me. However, the moment they left, Keiran slept with four girls in one day, not telling any of them and then watched as they almost clawed each other's eyes out over him. It was then that he became the fuckboy of the town and ruined my life.

When I walked into the kitchen, I was greeted by, not just my brother's, but more of their friends than I cared to count. They had turned some sort of sporting match on and were all crammed into the kitchen, drinking beer and intensely focused on the TV. I saw Adam sat on a chair, his best mates sat on the floor around him. He must have sensed me because he was the only one that made eye contact. He held my eyes for a moment before motioning back upstairs. To the untrained eye, that movement would have meant nothing but I knew what he was saying. Even at seventeen, I was not allowed to wear shorts and a vest, despite it being five thousand degrees in the house, in front of his friends.

Adam was twenty-six, which meant that most of his friends were in serious relationships. It probably wasn't them he was worried about. Cameron was twenty-four and George was twenty-one so their friends were more likely to be single and a bit more in my age range. I can't deny fantasizing about a few of them and their chiseled muscles. Harley was nineteen, but he only hung around with girls so his friends were never an issue. Kieran was probably the biggest risk. He was on both the football and rugby team after all, which meant he only hung around with insanely ripped greek gods. It was definitely hard to control myself around them. The urge to bend over in the fridge just to tease them was the only thing on my mind.

Adam escorted me to the fridge, grabbing some food, before ushering me out of the room and back upstairs. He gave me a look that meant I was to stay in my room until tomorrow when I would be roped into helping them clean the mess before dad came home in the morning.

I used a few hours to study, fully aware of the biology exam I had coming up, before jumping into bed. I had every intention of going to bed but the boys only rager downstairs was making the whole house shake with the music they had now decided to play. It must have been nearing three in the morning when a car pulled up to the house.

"Who the Fuck gave you permission for this?"

Oh no...

Dad's home early..