The Rightwing Queen

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I get dressed to head out of the house to get my notebook from Ryan.

I grab my car keys, but before I head out I take a look at the mirror. Have I changed? It’s like there is a little spark in my eyes. Hope. Hope of having a family. I love the feeling… It’s exactly what I’ve been waiting for my whole life… It’s exactly what I’ve been missing.

I get in the car and drive to the countryside, where Ryan lives. It takes about one hour to get there, but when I arrive, there isn’t any car in the drive way other than mine. Maybe he isn’t home, or maybe he doesn’t have a car. But how does he come and go to school without a car? This place too far from town or a bus station.

I knock on the door, waiting for someone to answer but no one opens the door so I knock again. Nothing.

I turn on my heel and sit on the marble stairs, staring at the forest in front of me. Within a few minutes or so, I hear footsteps coming from the other side of the door so I stand up and walk to the door.

As it opens, a gorgeous boy with dark hair like mine and green eyes stands in front of me. And when I say gorgeous, I mean he is as good as Ryan. I look him up and down. Who is he supposed to be? He looks like Ryan…

“Can I help you?” The boy says as he leans next to the doorframe, crossing his arms in front of his chest. The white shirt he was wearing fit his frame perfectly well.

“Um... yeah… I’m Ryan’s classmate and I gave my notebook to him so I need it back?” It comes out more like a question than an answer.

“Oh... So you must be Aurora. A Rightwing little Ryan found in school. Brave, kind, fighter for justice and as he told me and I’m getting the feeling he was right, beautiful.” He leans down to my height. “But I think he underestimated your beauty, because, Miss Rightwing, you look like an angel sent down from heaven.”

“Thank you.” I feel a blush rising up to my cheeks. “Forgive me for being rude, but who are you supposed to be?”

“Excuse me.” He places his hand on his heart. “My name is Brian. Ryan’s brother.”

“Oh.” The smile falls from my face. I take a step back.

Ryan told me to stay away from his brother, and now I’m kind of scared of him. Would he hurt me? I back away a little more no noticing the steps.

I was almost falling when Brian catches me by waist and pulled me back up. He smirks at me, a devilish smirk, in fact. “Why don’t you come inside?”

I push myself out of his hands and stand on my own feet. “Thanks, but it’s getting late. Just tell him to bring the notebook to school tomorrow?”

“Why? Come in.” He frowns. “He’s going to be here in a few minutes and I would hate leaving a girl such as yourself out here.” He opened his hand and gestures to the hallway.

I don’t have a choice! it is cold a little and I’m in the middle of the woods, so I head inside. Huge. Really huge. Dark red walls, dark couches. One black coffee table and one brown table with bottles of whiskey and something that looks like red wine. There are large windows on the other side of the leaving room and in front of me is a TV that is turned off. “this place looks oddly familiar.” I say, looking around me again, frowning. I’ve never been here…

“Yes, we hear that from a lot of people.” Brian explains. “This place used to be a boarding house.”

“Really?” I ask, marveled. “But I’ve never been here.”

Brian just looks at me for a second and that look that was one Ryan’s face at school comes and goes so fast I couldn’t accuse him of it. He smiles. “Maybe you’ve seen the pictures before.”

That’s… actually a really good reason…

I site in the leather couch examining the hole place once more. For the hundredth time, if I’m counting correctly.

“Can I get you anything to drink?” He asks as he pours some whiskey for himself.

“No, thank you. I already had a drink in the car.” I smile at his offer

He sits in front of me. Opening his legs and placing his arms on his knees as he played with the liquid in the glass. He kept on examining me as if I was an interesting work of art in the museum.

Suddenly Ryan’s voice draws my attention. “What are you doing here, Aurora?” For a second, his voice scared me.

He sighs and leans next to my ear and whispers. “I’ll brink the notebook to your car.” Go! I could partly hear him shout.

“Well, nice mating you Brian.” I say as I get up, not looking into their eyes. I bite my lip and leave the mention leaving the two brothers.

Before closing the door, I hear Ryan threaten his brother. “Don’t you ever dare to tell her.” There is a simple max. “Not until I do.”

“When are you going to tell her?” Brian asks surprisingly calm unlike Ryan.

“When it’s time.” Ryan says, and with that I understand that this has got nothing to do with me. But who were they talking about?

I close the door and start the car engine so that it gets warm until Ryan returns with my notebook. I get out again and look at the forest. Suddenly I hear a growl come from the woods.

Frowning, I take a step closer to the forest when Ryan grabs my arm and spins me around, as if snapping me out of a trance. “Hey, you ok?”

I stutter over the words, looking back at the trees and at him over and over again. “Y-yeah.”

“I’m sorry about Brian.” He sighs, raking his hand through his hair.

“You warned me to stay away and I did the best I could, but he’s a little too serious when it comes to girls.” I say, placing my thumb and pointing finger together. He runs his hands in his hair, again. He’s getting nervous. “But I didn’t say you are like him.” I hold his hand in mine and look at him cheerfully with a big smile. “And if you start acting like that I will not talk to you anymore.”

“Ok… I give up.” He puts his hand up in the air.

I get into the car and slide down the window. He kisses my forehead and waves me goodbye as I drive out of the driveway.

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