Chapter 8 Bitchy attitude

Brianna's POV.

I lay there in my room, staring blankly at the opened windows. The sky was getting darker and it made me feel so bored.

Then I heard different voices laughing and talking at the same time. "Was there a party going on here?" I muttered and rushed to the balcony, where I saw three new faces at the private swimming arena. They were all dressed in light clothes, and that rang something in my head-this was a night party.

"Did Ares invite these people?" I muttered beneath my breath.

My eyes sharpened at the sight of one of them. I paid my attention to his unsharpened features and that was when it sunk in. I remembered that figure, tall and lanky, with blonde hair, a big nose, and a small oval-like face.

"Diego Sullivan," I called out in a shocked whisper, my lips spread out nicely. He was the one that brought me back home that night.

Yes, finally the universe had provided me with someone I could speak to. I didn't know who the other people were, so the plan was to go and say hi to Diego. Then maybe he would be nice enough to introduce me to the others.

Just when I was about to hurry down a thought landed in my head. "Was he aware of who I was when he brought me here? How come he never mentioned that he knew Ares?"

I rushed back to my room and changed into a light Hawaiian long shirt that streamed down my whole body. It was transparent, so my purple crop top and bummer were unveiled.

When I got down, none of them noticed me, probably because their backs were turned to me.

My fingers were centimeters away from tapping Diego on the shoulder when Ares clapped and said. "Yay, guys! It's party time, I've just prepared the grill..."

He paused when his eyes landed on me. I saw a drift of emotion in those eyes. From flaring in shock to squinting his eyes.

Why was acting like had just seen a ghost? Did he expect me to remain upstairs while he got to party and fool around?

He wrinkled his forehead, obviously wondering why I was even here at all.

"What the hell are you doing here? First you crashed in on me the other night and now you do the same tonight," he asked and grabbed my elbow, dragging me to a corner.

"Let go of me. You seem to have forgotten that I have the right to be wherever I want, as far as this house is concerned," I said, fighting back.

He released his hand from me and opened his mouth to order me like I was some kid. "Go back to your room this minute."

The nerve of him. I wasn't going to let him boss him around. Glaring at him, I took a few steps forward, I was sure he couldn't tell what my next action would be.

I pulled off the transparent gown and ran to meet his friends but I didn't miss the chance to see his reaction when I made that move.

One of his hands went to the back of his head to scratch them, while he used the other one to wave at me to stop.

I stuck my tongue out, giving him a mocking look. He rushed after me and I got surprised by what he did next.

"Um, allow me to introduce you to the group." He suggested, he must have realized that I wasn't going to do as he said.

"This is Diego..."

"Yeah, we have..." he cut me short before I could finish responding by continuing to mention the names of his other friends. "And that's Killian and Stacy." He paused for a few seconds before he added. "Guys, this is Brianna."

Killian was a tall guy who knew his fashion. He was handsome in his black nylon sleeveless shirt and shorts that stopped above his kneecaps, which showcased his long legs and lanky body. I thought Ares was tall, but he's taller. He had to be above six feet.

"It's nice to meet you," he winked and came to shake my hand before he complimented me. "Hm, fresh, plump skin you've got there, baby. I love it."

Ares chimed in just then, ordering in a tight, deep-rooted tone, and his brows were furrowed, not welcoming. "I need you to finish the grill for me, Killian. Now!"

I swallowed a lump at the tension. Then, I faced Stacy, who was busy typing away on her phone.

"Hello." I greeted her, and she just scoffed a hmm sound.

"Be nice now, Stacy." I could hear the tightness in Ares' voice as he pointed his finger at her.

"What? We are here for a hangout, not for you to introduce some random stepsister to us." Her voice was bitter, and her eyes remained glued to her phone.

I didn't want to be a party spoiler, so I decided to remain shut. She didn't even know me from Adam before.

"Stop being a jerk, Stacy." Killian blurted with a chuckle, from the grill station. Noticing the way he spoke, I wasn't sure if he was on my side or actually having fun.

"Y'all know I ain't the only one who sees this bitch as some vibe killer, which correctly she is." She laughed again, this time hysterical, before pulling Ares by the belt of his trouser.

She moved on to do this bitchy act of licking the zip of Ares's trousers, technically where his dick was.

My heart thumped at that instance, and I felt anger surge through my blood at the sight of what she did.

She was crackling up a laugh as she teased Ares, who didn't stop her. I had to drop my face to the ground to contain my anger.

Out of nowhere, someone tapped my back and this made me jump in fright. Seeing it was Diego, my face lifted a bit.

"So, you're Ares's stepsister. I assumed that when I first brought you here, but I just didn't want to be forward."

My face tilted to the side, squinting my eyes a little. "Hm. I was actually angry but now that you've approached me, I'll have to forgive you for not telling me firsthand that you're his friend."

"Not exactly. Let's say a friend of a friend."

"Oh..." I said with my brows raised.

"Yeah, but that aside, would you be joining us tonight, disregarding the redheaded witch, of course? I would love to get to know you more." Diego was indeed nice and funny, I could tell that he didn't like Stacy either.

"No. I will leave you guys to enjoy yourselves." I wasn't ready to be insulted any further tonight, and most especially I didn't want to be around Ares. I already had enough turmoil of emotions tonight.

Diego nodded, when I was about to leave, Killian crossed my path and gave me this puppy-eyed look with his pink lips poking out. "Please don't tell me you're not staying."

I replied to his questions with a clear answer. "I'm not..."

"She cannot!" The 'red-headed witch' chimed in like a lost clown. "That bitch better get out of here."

"Stacy. Language!" Killian protested. I turned to Ares, expecting him to put his friend in check but he remained mute.

"What else do you call a bitch whose mother is a gold digger? She is a leech, a reaper who wanna be rich overnight...!"

This was the height of it. I ran to her and landed a slap to her cheek.

"Listen up, you might be a bully but not to someone like me. You better know how you chose your words. Do not involve my mom in your nonsense."

A broken laugh erupted from her throat, "How dare you lowlife raise your hand to my face..." She was about to return the slap but Ares intervened.

I didn't expect him to grab her by her neck and push her onto the couch.

I was furious, I headed over to fight her but Diego stopped me from behind, trying to cool me down.

"I'm out of here." I hissed, this bitch pissed the shit out of me.

With just a few steps taken, I heard Ares growl at her, "don't you fucking dare think of it."

I turned to see her breathing was left raspy as she called for support from the others. He finally released her and she ran to both guys.

"Killian, he nearly choked me to death. Why didn't you guys do anything?! Diego?!" Her eyes shifted between both of them.

"You fucked up, Stacy. Besides, you are closer to him. I hope you open your eyes to see how dangerous he is. Other than his cock and the fact that you get good cash from him, I don't see any reason why you are still with him." Killian voiced and went back to the grill. As for Diego, he left for the stereo, leaving Stacy with wet eyes and a crimson face. She looked like she would burst at any time.

I headed back to my room, I had witnessed enough drama for today.

"You're staying tonight and you're playing with me." I heard Ares's whisper to me from behind. This made me stand still.

"I'm not some bitch you can control. Stop telling me what to do," I challenged and turned to look at him.

"I'm sorry."

"Enough already! That's starting to become your favorite words."

His eyes popped out, looking enraged. "You know I hate how independent you are. You were the one who crashed my party without being uninvited. Why don't we let this awkwardness between us go away and..." His eyes landed on the ground.

I stood there, for shameless reasons I found myself smiling at what he said. My senses came back and I immediately masked the blush on my face with a hardened look. "Try to cuff that bully's mouth, and I'd be fine."

I badly wanted to ask him if he was dating her but I didn't know how it would sound, so I kept shut and agreed to join the party.

Without Stacy trying to bully me, I was sure the party would be fun.