Steph's PovI woke up to the soft golden rays of dawn filtering through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my bedroom. The clock on my nightstand read 6:02 AM—early, even for a school day. I blinked against the light, my mind still hazy, when I felt the faintest shift beside me.Turning my head, I saw Brian lying on his side, propped up on one elbow. His disheveled hair fell across his forehead, and his dark eyes studied me with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. He looked so natural there, like he belonged in my bed, like this was something we’d done countless times before.“Morning,” he said softly, his voice gravelly from sleep.“Morning,” I whispered back, acutely aware of how close he was.For a moment, we just stared at each other, the silence between us thick with an unspoken understanding. Then he shifted, sitting up and leaning against the headboard, the sheets pooling around his waist.“Steph,” he began, his tone serious. He ran a hand through his messy hair, the
Steph's Pov I had enough time to stop by at Kylie's before work. So we sat in her room, munching on chocolate-covered strawberries that her mother had prepared for us, when I told her about the deal. "You agreed?" She yelled at me, spewing some strawberry chunks out of her mouth in the process. I was prepared for this reaction. I knew she would get quite mad at me, and I understand that if I were in her place, I would probably have the same reaction too. "Yeah, I know what it sounds like. But believe me, it really isn't that bad. In fact, it's kind of fun. It's everything I had always fantasized about with him." "Um, you fantasized about him using you?" "He's not using me. He asked me, and I said yes; it's consensual." "Steph, he manipulated you at first, making you think it was a mistake, and now suddenly he really wants you. But only physically, and you said yes! Wow!" Kylie exclaimed. "Kylie please, let's not ruin it. Look at how happy I am." I plead.
Steph's Pov My shift ended, and we decided to go home together in Brian's car. As Brian was getting our jackets, I checked all the animals one last time to see whether they were carefully tucked or not. "You two make a beautiful couple." I heard Mrs. Clayton's soft voice say. My cheeks turned a shade of crimson. I thought to myself that we were not really a couple. I wished for it, though. I really wish we were a couple. This day that we spent together made me feel like we were a real couple. But I knew I was deluding myself. Instead of saying all of this, I thanked Mrs. Clayton instead and walked out to Brian to get my jacket from him. On the way back home, Brian was really giddy. He could not stop smiling. I pretended to be just as happy and smiled brightly every time my eyes met his, but there was a sinking feeling in my chest. The one major rule of the deal is slowly becoming very hard for me to keep, and it has only been a day. All of this was going through my
Kylie and I were sitting in the school cafeteria, working on some questions and sharing fries. I averted my attention completely to calculus and said to her very casually, "I had sex with Brian." Kylie's French fry stopped right in front of her mouth, her lips parted and her eyes wide. "You what?" She almost bellowed. I had to hush her down, looking sideways; everyone was looking in our direction. "Keep it down, will you!" I tried to whisper, but it came out in a raspy voice. "Don't tell me to keep it down!" Kylie rasped back. "What was it like?" she asked after a few minutes of silence and the rolling of her eyes."Pretty good," I said, nodding my head, "fun, orgasmic even." I said it with a grin. I refrained from giving the details of how I really felt when it was over. Kylie shook her head slowly before we both went into peals of laughter. “Stephanie.” I heard a deep voice call out my name. It was Cole. I had never seen someone make sweats look fashionable. Oh my go
Steph's POV“Wow, I leave you for five minutes, and your head is already in the book.” I said when I found Cole sitting on my rug, with his laptop and his head in a book that said ‘Beginners step-by-step coding course.’ He had set his bag neatly against my bedside table. He was quite organized as opposed to me. I liked having my stationery sprawled across the floor; it made me feel artistic and nerdy. “I borrowed this from the library; it's actually quite helpful…” Cole began to explain to me. It was just like him; he always got to the point without wasting any time. Which was another reason why Kylie was wrong; if he liked me, he would have asked me out brazenly.“Ok, so here's the pseudocode,” he said, shifting his laptop towards me. I leaned in to look at the screen, my knee touching his slightly, and suddenly Cole went very still and stopped talking. I turned to look at Cole only to find him sitting very still with his eyes wide open, staring at me.“Did I do something?” I
Get dressed. We're going to Brian's place. It's a celebration.What celebration? I texted back.I will tell you later. HURRY!!!! Jeez, I thought to myself and rolled my eyes. I opened my cupboard to look for an outfit. I did not really know what kind of celebration it was, so it was difficult to decide exactly what to wear. So I decided to go with a yellow summer dress. It was one of the few decent outfits I owned; it also cinched at my waist and looked quite flattering. I brushed my hair, left it loose, and put on a tiny white crystal necklace with matching earrings. I did not have to put this much effort into my outfit, but I knew who I was trying to impress.I decided to walk to Mrs. Lockwood's house. It was brightly lit, and I could see Rita and Simon setting the table in the yard. Seeing them brought a smile to my face. In the past few days, I have noticed how close they are getting, and I am really happy for my brother. I liked Rita; she seemed really kind and understanding.
Steph's PovI had been working all morning, and now in the afternoon, I was sitting on my bed, surrounded by different pieces of colored paper, scissors, and glue. My fingers moved nimbly as I pieced together a collage for Brian. It was filled with basketball-related cutouts from magazines and pictures I’d printed of him in action on the court.I didn’t stop there. I had also written him a heartfelt letter, telling him how proud I was of him, wishing him success in everything he did, and promising to always be there to support him. I had just finished putting everything together when I heard the familiar honk of Brian’s car. Excited, I rushed downstairs and carefully placed the gift on his bed, hoping it would be a nice surprise for him.I went back upstairs, waiting for Brian to come in. When I heard his soft footsteps fade, I couldn’t help myself. Curiosity tugged at me, and I tiptoed down the hall toward his room. His door was slightly ajar, and I peeked inside, eager to see his re
Rita's words had brought a newfound determination to my heart. She had also done me the favor of telling Kylie about my breakdown session. Kylie had immediately come to visit me the next day. Brian had taken our awkwardness as an excuse to finally move back to his place, something I was glad about. At least I wouldn't have to face him for a while. Kylie barged into my room, with her arms spread wide, wrapping me into a tight hug. “I wanna say, I told you so, but I won't.” I giggled, and then soon the laugh turned into tears, and I clutched onto Kylie tight. Kylie and I had then spent the entire day cooped up in my room, making detailed study plans. She even went ahead and scheduled study sessions on my calendar at different cafes and libraries. “Enough of crying over these crusty ass men, giving them the power to play with our emotions. It's time to grind. The caterpillar will now blossom into a butterfly.” Her weird ass analogies always made me laug
Steph's Pov The previous week had been quite eventful, and now that things had settled down, Simon had left, the volunteer program had ended I was ready to settle down and get back into by routine and study. Studying came like second nature to me. I felt most relaxed and like myself when I studied. I slicked back my hair into a ponytail, pulled on a flannel shirt to class today. The day flew by, and in just one day I had a load of five different assignments to be submitted just this week. I sat at the cafeteria working on some practice questions while the girls went to grab some food. “D'you want something Steffie Bear?” Stella asked. “Yes please a glazed doughnut and some cold coffee would be great.” I returned back to my practice questions immediately, if I needed to stay on top of things, I couldn't afford to waste even a single moment. “Well hello there, with your nose in a book.” I heard a familiar voice and smiled. It
Steph's Pov “Order away friends, this broke friend of yours brought you to a place that serves delicious meals at cheap prices, so order away, it's my treat.” I had brought Simon, Rita and the girls to Mr Burger, a local fast food restaurant. The girls and I would often come to this place, to celebrate our short wins like, acing Mitchell's quizes, which to be fair weren't that small of a quest. As I placed the order, the girls took Rita, towards the photo booth, to take some cute pictures. “Hey, can we talk?” I heard Simon ask. Uh oh, here we go again. Whenever Simon asked me, before actually asking the question, it always meant trouble. It meant one of us was going to get mad at the other and the day would be ruined. And I didn't want today to be ruined, because it was our last day together. Last family time, until I don't know when we'll get to see each other again like this. I took in a deep breath and braced myself. It's ok Steph, we'll try to remain as calm a
Steph's Pov The day of the final match rolled in. I couldn't believe this league was coming to an end. As much of a relief as it was, I probably wouldn't have excuses to stick by Brian anymore. Coincidentally, the final match was between Omega and Inferno. Yet again I did not know which team to root for. All I could do was pray no one got severely injured, although that sounded very hard considering that it was the last day. They'd probably plot on giving their lives up but not losing. As Omega's nurse I had checked each one of them thoroughly, to make sure they were fit enough to live up to their potential today. I had checked their vital signs, evaluated theiruacles, joints and ligaments for any signs of strains, sprains or injury. Not only that, the night before the match I had shown up at Simon's hotel door too, to inspect him. I dropped pain relievers, anti-inflammatory medicines and warm compresses at his place, and made him stretch right in front of
Steph's Pov I slowly tugged on the golden ribbon of the box to untangle the gift wrap. I found a black velvet box inside. I looked at Brian, unsure, but his eyes encouraged me to open the box. I took in a deep breath and slowly opened the box, as my curiosity piqued. It revealed a beautiful silver necklace with a small, delicate pendant."I wanted to get you something special," Brian said, his voice filled with emotion. "Something that would remind you of...of what we shared.”I narrowed my eyes as confusion etched onto my face. "What do you mean?”Brian scooted closer taking my hand in his, "I went back to the hospital, Steph. I asked them if they still had the records from...from when you were expecting.” The second, he said it, the necklace began to feel very heavy in my hands. Tears began to well up in my eyes, falling into the necklace. "Why would you do that?" I whispered."Because I wanted to honor what we had," Brian replied, his voice cracking. "I wanted to h
Steph's Pov “Steffie Bear, you still have time to inform me, if you want something in particular for your twenty-second birthday.” Lucy hugged me and asked while rocking me. “Luce, I swear I hate this name so much and second, no I promise, I do not want anything for my birthday, I don't want y'all, wasting your time, worrying about my birthday gift. We have RN’s to prepare for and hospital duties to perform.” I said to all three of them. As soon as September had rolled in, I knew they were up to something. My birthday was in the second week of September but we also had exams in the first week of December. “Jesus, grandma, live a little, you're turning twenty two, it's supposed to be young and fun.” Sarah said. I wanted to. I wanted to live and enjoy life, but honestly, I had lost the will, I’d busied myself enough to get through the daily mandatory chores, without overthinking. Besides, I knew the girls wouldn't let me sit quietly in the apartm
Steph's Pov I rushed down the hospital corridor, a stack of files clutched tightly in my arms. As a nurse, I was no stranger to the chaos of hospital life, but today felt particularly hectic. I had stayed up all night preparing for the Registered Nurse exam and had rushed to the hospital for my long shift on the ward. All night I had been running around, doing errands for the senior nurses, bringing food for them. Then I was also asked to stay up at night and keep an eye for them while they went to bed at eleven and woke up at six in the morning. So, I was looking forward to handing the stack of files at the nursing desk and taking a well deserved break when I felt a sudden pull, and before I knew it, I was being dragged into the storage room. The door slammed shut behind me, and I found myself face to face with the last person I expected to see – Brian. My heart skipped a beat as I stared at him, my mind racing as he held me in his arms. What was h
Steph's Pov I pull my hand away from his. It burns where his hand had been. However, we're still sitting quite close to each other on the couch, so close that our knees are touching. “Is there no way for me to fix this?” he says, as his eyebrows scrunch up. I can tell he's trying to stop himself from crying and my heart goes out to him. I wipe his eyes with my thumb, shaking my head. I wish I could answer his question, but neither do I have the answer, nor do I have any energy left in me. I watch him run his long fingers through his hair, in agitation. He then picks up the bottle of alcohol from the centre table and takes another swig from it. How has he not passed out from so much alcohol, I think to myself. A searing pain rushes to my head, maybe I could do with a little alcohol too. So I take, the bottle from his hand and put my mouth to it. When he sees me, he tries to pull it away from me. “So, you're the only one who can get drunk?” I ask him and he slowly
I call for an Uber and rush outside, my phone vibrates against my palm, notifying me of a text. It's from Kevin, Brian's team mate. I didn't know what exactly was happening, but Kevin had begged me to hurry up and come to the texted address, as Brian really wasn't okay. I kept hearing sounds of things breaking in the background. At first, I was afraid Kevin was hurt, but he had assured me that was not the case. 786, Oaks street. The text read. I immediately entered the address on Google maps, it said, it was a ten minute drive. I explained the address to the driver. My hands were shivering slightly with all the panic. I hoped Brian was okay. He had always managed to hurt me, but my heart still couldn't bear seeing him in pain. I had received two texts from Beck too. Please keep me updated And if you need any help, do not hesitate before calling me Steph.He'd called me Steph, not Hudson. That showed how concerned he was. Honestly I didn't like leavin
Steph's POV I walked out of my dorm building, taking determined steps towards my Uber ride that I had called for. The clickety-clack of my heels, added to my confidence, which I was very much in need of today. I had woken up early today, meditated and convinced myself that this was going to be easy. At the back of my head, I knew, even if it wasn't easy it had to be done. My Uber ride stopped in front of a brown, ruggedy stoned building. I took in a deep breath and got out. Beck’s father asked him to attend court cases with him in the afternoon to help him. We had planned to sneak out together, the second the trial ended. Beck needed an escape from his tyrannical father, and I needed a favour from Beck, a huge one too. I walked inside the trial room and quietly found a seat for myself in the fourth row. Beck sat next to his very serious and stern looking father in the first row. Beck looked really attractive in his formal attire, taking down notes att