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When my sister died I went through it. I was pissed off and angry at the fucking world. Drugs and alcohol was my one true escape.

When my mom let her friend and her kids move in I wanted to cry. I hated Matt. My fucking bully was living with me.

That wasn't the real issue though. The real issue was his attractive, cocky older brother who I couldn't resist if my life depended on it, and he knew it. He was a player and I wanted to just be left alone. Oliver made me feel things, deal with my own shit and fall in love. Oliver made me come alive for the first time since my sister.

In the end Would the player win his little game or would I beat him at it?