My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DABBY:

“I cannot believe that we are going on an unnecessary vacation trip planned by you. The midterms are for relaxation, mum,” I murmured continually as I carried a barbeque pan with me, while she carried the box that she had packed to the living room.

“You will love it, dear. Your father’s friend owns the vacation house, and we are allowed to use it as much as we like,” she said with a brilliant smile, and I knew that her mind was made up. Anything I would have said would not matter any longer.

“Is everyone going? Like everyone?” I asked again like I didn’t know the answer to my question, and mum looked at me incredulously.

“What do you mean everyone? We all are going. You, me, Spencer and Damien. It is called family bonding, and it is what we need now. The midterms sped up the process,” she gave me another coy smile again, and her confirmation ruined my mood even more, “Hurry up and bring your bags down. We leave in the next twenty minutes.”

I certainly couldn’t imagine how it was possible for things to go fine, when a shit just occured two days ago without anyone’s knowledge. It was crazy, and my head was screaming badly because it was hard to believe it.

‘How could I?’

I had been chatting with the same person and playing crazy games with him for so long, yet I didn’t know it was the same hot guy in school who became my step brother. The same person that I had spent many nights playing games with, and was so nice over the internet like it wasn’t him anymore.

No matter how hard I tried to stomach the reality of that fact, it was really hard. Because the moment I saw who he was at the cafe, made me regret my decision of agreeing to meet.

If I had lied that I lived in maybe a city miles away, then it would have been difficult to ask for such a request. Him remaining my online friend and best gaming buddy would have been the best.

Immediately, I saw who it was that I had come to meet, I turned back instantly and stormed out of the cafe. There was definitely nothing to sit and talk about any longer, because I had met the one person that our ways shouldn’t meet except, it was during a friendly family peaceful living.

I took a bus at the bus stop, and went straight to meet Mason at the cafe. He looked surprised when he saw me enter and pick an apron, because I had told him I was meeting a friend I played games with. He asked me about it, and I definitely had nothing to say.

“What happened? You didn’t see him?” Mason asked in concern as I took the order of the next person in line, and went to check what was left to be done in the kitchen.

“He said he couldn’t meet anymore at the last moment. Something with his family or something,” I lied with a heavy heart, not wanting to give Mason reasons to bother about me. He didn’t even like hearing anything about Damien in his ears.

Even I myself didn’t know what would happen or what I would do about it, so involving him would bother him unnecessarily.

I prepared some dishes and served till it was past closing hours for the cafe, even if Mason had convinced me to leave so many times. I met his mum for the first time when she came to pick him up, and she was a really sweet woman.

Mason told me that she worked two jobs even with owning the cafe, because she had to pay the college debt of hers and that of her sister. It was really crazy to know that life had to be so hard for many people, while trying to live their perfect lives even with how rough their past had been.

She dropped me off in front of the house, before turning to head for their own home. And I stood in front of the gates for so long, dreading to step my foot into the compound and talk more of going inside.

When I found the courage to enter the house and my room, the first thing I did was to get my PC with the intention to delete my gaming account instantly. As I was about to do that, a message from SMILE popped immediately like it was waiting for me to come online.

I read the message over and over again, until he sent another one knowing that I was hesitating. It was hard to say no to Damien, and I didn’t know why it was like that for me. In a few minutes, I could see myself walking to the back of the house.

He was sitting there calmly like we had ever been in that kind of friendly atmosphere ever, and I was really wondering why he was calling me to see even after what happened.

I was expecting him to ignore me and avoid me properly, because we had spoken to quite a great length as gaming buddies. Sometimes about his vulnerabilities. Sometimes about his weaknesses. The stories weren’t always detailed, so it was even hard to relate it to the same Damien that I knew.

“I thought you were going to hate me all over again,” I said, as soon as he urged me to take a seat beside him, summoning my courage to talk freely however I liked. We owed each other nothing.

“It is funny for me to know, but I do not hate you. I have been trying to convince myself that I did and do, and have been doing so many things so that you can hate me,” he started to recount slowly like it was some sort of confession time, and I nodded my head affirmatively.

“Of course you did. So many things. Unforgivable,” I articulated in a stern voice, and he chuckled wryly. “Is it funny? That you made someone really sad and made them think worse of themselves?” I was getting suddenly angry when I heard a chuckle.

“It wasn’t, and I am just realizing that now. It feels like shit, the same way it would, if it were my dad. And I apologize for everything I did. I shouldn’t be like my father,” he said in low tones and he seemed to reek of alcohol as he spoke to me. He seemed drunk too.

However, I almost thought I heard wrong because my heart dropped when I heard him say that he was sorry. It was hard to comprehend.

‘Wait a minute. Was he apologizing because I was his online friend DAYNNE, or was he really sorry for the way he had behaved towards me?’

And slowly he stood up like he was done talking, and turned to leave. He looked quite embarrassed, and just hung his head to the floor.

I knew I was crazy, and should have allowed him to reek in guilt if he was really thinking his old ways. I knew that I should have, but I grabbed him by the arm regardless. My heart was beating fast.

He turned to look at me when I did that, as his really sad blue eyes rested on mine. He looked stressed and tired too, but his eyes held more than those emotions I thought I saw.

We remained in that position for a few minutes while looking at one another, without saying anything or moving out bodies. The touch against his arm was magnetic, and his eyes were burning with some passion even if they weren’t so bright. I was feeling something unexplainable, and it was suffocating.

‘Please I need help now. Get a hold of yourself Dabby!’ my mind was screaming to me, but my mind was honestly gone from my body. So my body had taken over.

And like magnets that attracted one another, our lips met in the heat of the moment and damn, my body was on fire. My heart was beating erratically as his lips gently slipped into my own parted lips. I didn’t know how to kiss properly at that moment, but I just allowed my emotions to take control.

The feeling was sporadic, and I thought my heart would explode if we were doing that longer than that. I had never kissed in that manner before, and the butterfly feelings in my tummy were fluttering endlessly. I was still holding his hand in mine, and it was slowly beginning to creep up to my stomach side as I let go of it.

My body was reacting vicariously to his intense touch, the more his hands kept moving to my bosom. I was screwed.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

‘You are screwed Dabby. You aren’t going anywhere.’