Steph's POV

I was sitting and watching the television when I heard the door open.

“Dad is that you?” I picked up the remote, from the table, and switched it off.

I pushed myself off of the couch and looked over to the group of people standing there, my eyes moving from each one. Until they landed on the two of them that looked familiar, although it couldn't be.

“Molly? Autumn?” I look between the two, my eyes going wide as I haven't seen them in a while.

I swung my eyes over to my dad and then to whom is standing behind them, my hands going to my hips, having on a pair of denim, cut-off shorts with a sheer, pink top, a bikini top underneath since it's so hot. My hair swept up on top of my head. Instantly I could feel my shyness kick in and I tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear. I scuffed one of my pink, velvet, boot heels on the floor and couldn't help but keep my eyes away from them. I was completely shy around new people and with my two sisters standing there, I was feeling a mix of emotions.

I watched as dad lead them into the living room and motioned for them to sit down. I sat down in one of the recliners and crossed my leg over top my other one. I waited with bated breath before my dad started to tell them about the walkers (the zombies), my dad having called them that since I could remember, and how we were trained to fight them. I knew they probably thought we were crazy.

I ran my fingers over the faded leather and couldn't bring myself to look at them, even tuning out my father. My gun hiding up in my room, because I knew we were safe right now, only bringing it out whenever we leave the house.

I curled my legs up under me and lets out a sigh, feeling Autumn and Molly's eyes on me, I gave them a soft smile and didn't want them to think that I hated them. I wondered what they had got up to while being out of the house and sometimes I wished that I had gone with them. I know what it was like to have a father that was looked onto as insane.

You see Autumn, Molly, and I had different moms but we had the same dad and we were all subjected to this since we were born. I was a bit older than the twins, and their father cheated on my mother with theirs and ended up getting together after my mom left him because of it. The one thing was, I got along well with Molly. She was amazing and I used to talk to her about everything. I wanted to hate her when she was first born, but I was taking care of her a lot. Their mother was quite flaky when she wanted to be so I learned at a young age how to take care of a baby, well babies, and I had no childhood. I think that formed a great bond between all of us.

The only thing was; I was hurt. Hurt that they had left and I had to stay here. Hurt that they didn't write or talk to me after that. Now, I didn't know what to do as my dad laid out his plans. All of us looking at each other with wide eyes; what were these guys going to think of us? Will they go along with it?

Notes

Hey it's Steph here, writing my part! :)! I'm happy to join this story. This introduces my character and leave me some love! Tell me what you think!

Thank you :), Steph