Brothers to love me

Chapter 1:new is not always better. Bea's P.O.V “Beatrix we are hear wake up dear girl” my eyes are red raw and puffy from all the crying I’ve done the past 3 weeks. open up enough to see a grand mansion getting closer by the second as the overpriced big black car I am riding in drives up a long privet driveway ending with one of those pointless water features the car goes around then stops. it’s getting dark out but I can clearly see that money is no issue here from the size and condition of this estate. I am going to stick out like a saw thumb. We exit the car, I am in need of a stretch after such a long drive from Brooklyn NY to west Virginia, aunt Emma and Uncle William grab my bags from the trunk with me before heading inside the huge wooden double doors to my new home. Not like I get much choice in the matter I am only 16 my aunt Emma is my only family now my mom died and my dad has been gone since I was born not that I care about him because my mum was my whole world, she would let me be adventurous, free to go do whatever I wanted “just experience life and find yourself” she would say to me “but always remember the ones you love along the way” she was a free spirit unlike my aunt Emma the older sister, she got the rich doctor husband, dose charity work, pageants and fund raisers to blend in with the other housewives in this wealthy society. We only ever heard from her on birthdays and holidays, so it did surprise me when mum left me in her care. I step inside this enormous house immediately taken back by the lavish interior I’m pretty Sure that sofa is worth more than my collage fund not that I intend on going but mum started one for me anyways I get it when I turn 18, until then I get to stay here in the posh jail house. I will stay seen and not heard as the saying goes, hell if I can spend most of my time not being seen I think these people would be just as happy as I would with that. I do not want to cause any problems or draw any attention to myself I am fine alone It's easier that way. I was jolted back to reality buy William clearing his throat next to me and gestures for me to take a seat on the horribly overpriced looking chair “Beatrix I would like you to meet my sons” at that exact moment as if on que two very attractive guys enter the room and make their way over to me stopping a few foot away the first looked the image of his father only younger I’d say early 20s short dark hair and facial hair that rested on a strong square jaw, full lips and a small scar across his eyebrow makes him look like a bit of a bad boy He is about 6ft broad shoulders a little intimidating he could work security may be his a door man or body guard “hello Beatrix my name is Jake and this is my younger brother Owen” the other guy is a few inches taller with light brown wavy hair tucked behind his ears he is smaller build but I can tell from his tight sports clothes that he works out and it very toned perhaps a swimmer. They both extend their hands for me to shake with a hard gulp I stand to my feet, slide up the extra-long sleeves on my hoodie and take their hands silently. flickering my sight between them both quickly and then pulling my sleeve back down “boys would you show Beatrix to her room and help her with the bags wile I start dinner please” Aunt Emma says while tying an apron around her waist “yes mother” they say at the same time. They address her as mother that is strange as I know that she couldn’t have kids and only been married 10 years or so. They pick up all my luggage and I follow them up the grand stairs to the first story veering left this place is huge I’m going to get lost. We head into a room, they place my things on the floor by the closet and turn to me, Owen has a smile on his face as if enjoying his own private joke while Jake holds a blank expression “would you like a hand to unpack?” Owen asks I simply shake my head and start looking around the room at all the girly floral and frills decorating it, it is extremely feminine lots of pink, peach and gold on the walls and carpet but It has a bed and closet so I will make it work. Even though if it got even one degree more feminine in hear it would be raining glittery pink tampons “it is polite to thank those who offer you help you know” Jake interrupts my judging thoughts, he is right I best be polite to these people after all I do not want to cause any problems. “thanks” Owens smile grows wider “she speaks, that’s good to hear!” I begin biting the skin on my inner cheek and fidget awkwardly waiting for them to leave. Jake gets the hint and walks out without a word while Owen lingers and takes a seat on another overly priced random chair. “Well I just want to say welcome to our home and if you need anything my room is next to yours and Jakes is opposite mine. Dinner will be at 6 in the dining room I suggest you change my parents like a slightly more formal dinner” he looks me up and down shaking his head then walks out the room. I close the door behind him and get to work unpacking the first bag which had all my toiletries, make up and girly things in it. I did not want the guys unpacking this it has my feminine products and vibrator in. it is only a small starter one, but it does the job. I carry on for the next half hour putting things away until it's almost 6 so I take off my oversized hoodie dress leaving on my fish net tights and pull on a black, long sleeve wrap around dress I like to be comfy so not figure hugging, that is a bit of an improvement but not a lot. I don’t really care I’m not going to impress them its only dinner in the house not like a special occasion or anything. I exit my room and make my way down stairs trying to remember the way when I hear voices so I follow the sound into a huge dining room with fresh flowers in the centre and candles lighting the room it looks beautiful but way over the top! all eyes turn to me as I enter and take a seat next to Owen and opposite Jake they both have got changed into trousers and shirts, I must say looking very handsome not that I like that prim and proper look on a guy I much prefer the natural raw masculine image. “Ah Beatrix I thought you had lost your way or fallen asleep!” aunt Emma says while adding the last dish of food to the table “Oh well never mind, she is here now let’s eat dear” Uncle William says stopping her from scolding me for being 2 minutes late. I nod at William in thanks which he returns with his own. We all help ourselves to the various dishes of food and start eating I don’t place a lot on my plate as I’ve lost my appetite of late not that it will hurt I could do with losing a few pounds I am plus size so a bit more curve than average girls my age but in a good way I have an hourglass figure with a large chest but I am only 5 feet so I look short and chunky to most people especially when I wear baggy clothes like I do all the time lately. My body is mine to show off to whoever, whenever I want even if it’s no one and never. “Beatrix, I hope you are going to eat more than that” I smile at Aunt Emma and shake my head “so you barely eat or speak that is concerning perhaps I should take you to a therapist, Jake what do you think? Is there someone you could recommend?” everyone turns to Jake and he looks strait in my eyes as if he is reading my mind for a good few minutes “no mother I don’t think we need to be concerned just yet Beatrix has suffered a great loss and moved far from home, an adjustment period is only normal, of course if there’s no change in her behaviour in a few weeks I can recommend someone for her to talk to” that’s it I will not be spoken about as if I am invisible “excuse me!” I shout across the table in anger, and they look at me in complete shock William stands from the chair and bangs his hands on the table drawing the attention toward him “that is enough! All of you I am Shure Beatrix will settle in just fine and may I remind you we all greave in different ways, let her eat and speak when she is ready” he sits back down and we all resume eating for a while in silence until Owen speaks up “Beatrix you don’t have to speak if you don’t want but how about you get to know a little about us as you are our new member of the family?” “that’s a wonderful idea Owen” says Aunt Emma I should be nice and make the effort with them I suppose “alright” “ok then we can all say something about ourselves for Beatrix I will go first, I am 20, a student at the university in the city studying to become a personal trainer” I thought he had a nice body that explains it. “Well as you know I am a doctor in the city I am too old to share my age and I am very happy to have you here as part of our family” I smile a little at his age comment. “William’s right we are all happy to have you hear for me especially it will be nice to have a girl around the house I am greatly outnumbered, perhaps in time you would like to join in on my charity work or enter a pageant?” I nod slowly, biting my lip and trying not to laugh at her, me in a beauty pageant I think not! dose she not see my anti-social all black attire, multiple ear piercings and a nose stud I guess the label for me is Emo or goth apart from I don’t worship the devil or anything like that. “Something tells me Beatrix is not the pageant type mom” Jake comments with a slight huff “why ever not? She is pretty don’t you think?” I freeze and wish the floor would open up to swallow me whole “very!” both brothers say in unison. A few awkward moments pass then Jake speaks up “I suppose I am the last to shear umm… I study at the university to become a therapist I’m 23 and look forward getting to know you Beatrix” oh so that explains why he would recommend someone, I don’t want that I had better say something or I will be in a strait jacket be the end of the month “it’s Trixie, or Bea no one calls me Beatrix” they all turn to me in shock with mouth gaped open and food spilling out of Owen’s “well Bea it is then” William says “Trixie for me” Owen adds with a wink “what about bunny like the Beatrix potter books I know your mother loved those growing up that’s why she called you Beatrix” Aunt Emma suggests “no, never Bunny!” I say with a bit more force than intended taking a deep breath to try and calm myself before bolting from the table and back to my room shouting, “thank you for dinner”. I spent the rest of the night in my room listening to music and setting up my room it is day one and I already feel like I don’t belong here.