To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

Angry and perspiring, my vision had become blurry as I ran out of the house. I got to the car and it seemed like I was going crazy.

It didn’t seem like it, I knew damn well that I’m going crazy. What happened? I’d taught myself to live without men. How could I still get my heart broken by the same man that did it the first time.

Getting into the car and doing nothing to stop myself from crying, I started it and stepped on the accelerator as I drove like a maniac. I was lucky to not have gotten hit by the truck in front of me.

Quickly, I swerved right and away from the truck and my life flashed right in front of me as I parked in the middle of the road crying.

My heart hurt and on top of that I was angry, without thinking, I hit the steering wheel multiple times as I yelled and hoped that was going to work for me but I didn’t stop feeling hurt.

I felt used, I felt like a fool for letting myself trust the same man all over again. I felt stupid and slapping myself as hard as I could, I couldn’t stop crying.

Finally getting a little bit of a grip on myself, I drove to the bar and ordered more than ten shots of tequila. The barman stared at me suspiciously for a while.

“What? Am I not allowed to drink, I’m a fucking adult!” I snarled at him before he got out what I’d ordered and I started drinking.

Frantically searching my bag for my phone, I finally pulled it out and searched for Nicole’s number. My head throbbed and the club seemed to be spinning.

My vision was becoming even blurrier than it was before and she picked up almost immediately it rang. Crying, I explained everything to her and I was glad when she didn’t interrupt my venting process.

“I’m a fool, Nicole, a big one.” I slurred, I was getting drunk but I was still a little but conscious of what I was doing and what was going on around me.

“No, you’re not a fool, Ava. You fell in love and something might have happened but you’re not a fool for loving him.” She assured me and I laughed bitterly as I shrugged.

“Whatever, Nicole. I’m done,” I affirmed, “I’m done with him, I’m done with men and I’m just looking for a gorgeous man to get to bed with right now.” I laughed and Nicole yelled at me to come back to my senses.

“You’re drunk, Ava. Now, I wouldn’t want you doing what you’ll eventually regret so there’s no way I’m allowing you….” She was still talking when I hung the call up on her.

Taking a long glance at the bartender, he didn’t look really bad to me. He was attractive and his lips looked soft and they called out to me.

“Hey, You.” I slurred, calling his attention as I flirtatiously tucked my hair behind my ear.

“Yes ma’am, can I help you?” He asked, making me gag at his show of concern because that was all men do, they let you trust them and pretend that they care only to have your trust broken and your heart smashed.

“You tell me, can you help me?” I asked back, biting my lower lip. His face seemed to be distorted and whatever he said next was something I couldn’t make any sense out of.

My stomach churned and I felt like throwing up, trying to keep myself from vomiting. I placed my head on the table and soon everything went blank.

MASON’S POV

“I’ll be there, yes, thank you.” I hung up as I picked my car key and drove out of my house and straight to the bar Ava was at.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The bar attendant had just called to tell me that Ava passed out in his bar and thanks to Nicole he wouldn’t have known that he was supposed to call me.

I got to the bar and my chest clenched as I watched Ava passed out on the chair. The attendant was nice enough to lay her down.

Thanking him, I picked her up and drove back home as I laid her down in the back seat and I couldn’t stop staring at her from the rear view mirror. I just wished she would give me a chance to explain that I have no idea who that woman is.

We got home and she was already awake, she looked a little bit sober and she was conscious of where she was. I knew she was still angry because she wouldn’t let me touch or even help her.

“Why would you go out to drink? You were drunk and fucking passed out that I had to come get you!” I yelled and that made her stop in her tracks as she turned to look at me.

“Oh now you’re trying to blame me for leaving the house?” She scoffed, “how dare you? You liar, fucking cheat!” She yelled as she hit me and I just couldn’t stop her.

“You know what, you can go to hell for all I fucking care!” She added and I’d tried to explain to her that I hadn’t slept with the woman and I have no idea what was going on but she wouldn’t let me.

Ignoring me, she staggered into her room and I tried to follow behind her but she warned sternly that I should leave her and get out of her way.

Not knowing what to do, I watched as she walked to her room and slammed the door behind her. She hated me and she didn’t need to say it because I could see it in her eyes.

What’s going on? Who is this woman?

Pacing around the sitting room for a while, my feet padded to Ava’s door and I’d tried to knock but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it.