To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

We made out and it was the most beautiful feeling ever, just laying on the bed in each other’s arms as we spoke about things we liked and wanted to do.

“You know we can’t stay here for too long? Malik and the rest would wonder where we are.” He said and I laughed as I stood.Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Picking up my clothes that were already scattered all over Malik’s room, we went back to the party and they all decided to play a game.

Whoever lost the arm wrestle will have to chunk down a glass of alcohol. I never expected that the party would be this fun.

Most parties I attend always usually end up boring but this was fun as I cheered for Mason to win while Rylie cheered for Malik since he’s her boyfriend.

While I was still cheering my phone vibrated and I picked it up to see Nicole’s name boldly written on the screen.

Excusing myself from the crowd, I went to a more secluded and silent place so I wouldn’t have to yell over all of the noise back there.

“Hey, Nicole,” I answered my call and brought my phone to my ear, “I’m actually at a party with Mason right now, can I give you a call back?” I asked and I heard Nicole sigh.

“Okay,” she agreed and I knew the reason her okay sounded like that, she knew I hated parties and this was just unexpected, “have fun babe.” She added before hanging up and I smiled,

Tucking my phone back in my pocket, I felt the urge to pee and it seemed as though my bladder would burst if I didn’t get to empty it.

I had no idea where the bathroom was but I remembered Malik’s room where Mason and I made out earlier and I slowly strode to the room.

On getting to the room, I met a half drunk guy in there but I only shrugged and continued to walk towards the bathroom.

“I’ll just do what I want to do and leave, it’ll be fine.” I braced myself up as I walked into the bathroom but the guy wouldn’t stop following me and had almost entered with me.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked, my eyes widening as I placed all of my strength on the door, stopping him from entering.

I was starting to get terrified and my terror only grew when with one push I shifted away from the door and he made his way in.

“I like the way you dress, girl.” He slurred and his breath reeked of alcohol that made me scrunch my nose in disgust.

“You’d better leave or I’ll scream and trust me it’s going to be really bad for you.” I threatened and silently prayed that my threat worked.

The sound of his loud, cynical laughter made my stomach churn, he isn’t moved by my threat. My heart was already beating so fast now and it seemed like it was going to jump right out of my chest.

“No one would hear you if you scream so you can do whatever you want.” He said, touching my hair but I moved away from him and I’d wanted to leave when he yanked me back.

He’s right, no one would hear me over the loud music playing and if I screamed it’ll all just be in vain.

Stupid loud music.

Pulling my arm hard, he pushed me against the wall and I winced when my back hit it. He placed one of his hands on the wall, preventing me from leaving.

He leaned closer to me and I felt like throwing up on his face when he planted a kiss on my cheek. My stomach churned and the smell of alcohol was disgusting.

He leaned into me again and this time he was going for my lips, without an idea what to do, I tilted my head to the side and clenched my lips together but just when he got near me, someone yanked him off.

I was so happy when I saw Mason, his eyes blinded with rage and it glazed with anger as he pulled the guy up and buried his fist on his face.

The guy staggered but Mason was not done with him and he kicked him so hard in his rib. The guy groaned and spat out blood and my eyes widened when Mason wouldn’t stop beating him up.

“Mason! Stop, please,” I begged, pulling him off the guy and hugging him, “let’s just go home.” My voice broke and it seemed as though I was about to cry.

Mason stroked my hair lightly before pulling me out of the room and to his friends, he made up an excuse and they all understood. We said Goodnight with a smile before walking away from the party.

“I’m sorry you had to see that,” he apologized and I smiled, “the party was just a stupid idea, you didn’t enjoy it right?” He asked and I turned to look at him.

“It was actually fun and in fact the best party I’ve ever been to and the best part was the fact that I had to watch you beat that guy up.” I finished amidst laughter and Mason joined in.

“You are extraordinary.” He complimented before kissing me and we both walked to his car.

Mason and I got home and after dinner we all sat to watch a movie, “how was the party?” My mom asked and I told her everything about it.

“It was fun and I really enjoyed myself.” I confessed but I left out the details where Mason and I made out and also the drunkard, she doesn’t need to know about that.

“I’m glad you’re finally allowing yourself to have fun.” My mum commented and I laughed before Danny’s groan made us turn to look at him, “what?” My mum asked and he rolled his eyes.

“You know most of these teenagers have so much fun that they don’t care where they have sex,” Danny explained and my eyes widened, “last night, I heard loud moaning outside the window,” he continued, “really late at night.” He added.

My eyes darted to Mason and we both held in our laughter. Of course Danny was talking about us but he had no idea that we are the horny teenagers he was talking about.

“I’m glad our kids aren’t like that.” He said and I almost choked on my spit as we all decided to focus on the movie.

If only they knew.