The most annoying thing I have to face every morning is to listen to my stepbrother's loud alarm. It would beep like when a thief is trying to steal a car battery for an expensive car.
I rolled off my bed and fell to the ground, if it had been I was sharing my bed with someone I would vouch the person pushed me. I groaned in frustration as I rolled on the floor and stretched like a lazy cat.
My brother's loud alarm started again, this time louder like it was ringing directly into my ear. Rage burn through my veins as I wished I could snap his neck for leaving it on again today.
For three months I and my stepbrother Xavier had been sharing the same room. It happened that my dad divorced my mum four years ago because he found out that she was cheating on him with Charles my stepdad. Mum claimed she loved him and had known him before my dad, she even said she had to marry my dad because he got her pregnant.
Four months ago, Charles got transferred to LA and had to take all of us along, we didn't have time to plan so we ended up managing a small apartment with just two rooms, one for my parents and one for Xavier and I. At first, Xavier refused to stay in the room with me and had to sleep on the couch for a whole month. He accused me of snorting and I talk in my sleep.
He even threatened to suffocate me with my pillow and pretend he had no idea of what would happen to me.
I don't really hate him but I don't like him either. He is an arrogant jerk! He feels too handsome and has a lot of girlfriends. He never keeps his clothes in order and I end up keeping them well for him to avoid mum yelling the building down.
It's been a year we had been together as a family and I and Xavier never seem to get along. Even back in Florida, we have never agreed to be siblings, the worst part of it is that we have the same color of hair so people would assume we are real siblings that love to fight against each other.
At times we would prank each other in which I always win, if he tries to harm me I will run to My dad, which is my step Dad and cry like Xavier broke my leg. My mom knows the kind of person I am so she would ignore me and tell dad not to believe me. But I love dad, he would call Xavier and tell at him.
At times he would ground him and I have to get another punishment from Xavier after his punishment.
This morning was supposed to be my happy second month in my new school in which I am supposed to be happy about that. It is my junior year in high school and most especially Xavier's last year with me. Dad has the plan of sending him to Texas after his senior year.
I am the happiest person on earth even if he is still with us I will rather be happy ahead.
Lazily I rolled again on the floor debating if I should sleep more or wake. If I sleep more, I will end up making Xavier go to school late and I know how much he hates to be late at school.
There are three things my stepbrother worries about which are:Games, food, and going to school late. He doesn't bother about his body because he has a very attractive body, I find myself wishing he could be less handsome. His grades are always good even when he skips classes at least seven times a month. Girls are the last thing he worries about especially when he has them crawling all over him like he groupies.
A sly smirk spread across my face as I imagine how his face would look like when he finds out I intentionally overslept to make him go late to school. With the most peaceful sigh, I roll over my stomach and tried to sleep.
Before I could wonder if it's all happening in a dream, I felt myself being thrown harshly on the floor and water pouring down my face and body. At first, I felt it was raining in my sleep until and touched the floor and screamed.
I opened my eyes to see myself in my bathroom, on the floor! My pajamas were still on my body and that made me very mad. These pajamas are my favorite ones and I never intend to wash them especially when the rest of them are dirty.
Without thinking I know of the only person that could do this and I screamed his name at the top of my voice.
"XAVIER!!!!"
Although he didn't answer me I knew he is somewhere in our room may be waiting for my next lie.
I stomp out of the shower breathing heavily like I could kill him if I see him. Well, in this state I might as well be able to see him until I came out of the bathroom to see him applying lotion on his body.His back and thighs were bare because he only had his boxers. His Brown hair still look rough and wet as he step into his blue jean, a white polo went over his head as he seems to notice me in the mirror in front of him.
"How is your wet dream?" He smirked.
Rage!
I could literally feel sparklers coming out my ear and I scream loudly. I threw myself to the ground and held my ankle then began to cry loudly after a minute nothing happen and there was a smirk on Xavier's face. I refuse to give up so easily, I gave a piercing scream and move my palm to my knees.
The door burst open and my Dad came rushing inside, he found me on the floor and rushed to me.
"What is it, Princess?" He sounds worried.
"It's Xavier" I pointed at my brother who now has a surprising look on his face "I was about to enter the bathroom and he pushed me!" I fell into my Dad's hug and pretend to cry on his chest.
Even without seeing their faces, I could sense they were glaring at each other. I slowly removed my face from my Dad's chest and smirked at Xavier.
"I am disappointed in you, Xavier" Dad said "You are supposed to protect your sister not break her!"
I feel more special as Dad helped me get to my feet and lead me back to the bathroom. He is such a nice man no wonder Mum fell in love with him.
"Want me to clean your favorite boot for you?" He asked with his usual cool smile.
For a few glorious minutes I felt like a real Princess, with the cutest smile on my face I was about to give him my reply them Mum called.
"Emilia!!!!" She yelled from the kitchen "quit being a drama queen and come have breakfast or I come to drag you to SCHOOL IN YOUR GODDAM PAJAMAS!!!"
"You heard your mother" Dad gently pushed me into the bathroom "Don't worry I will pick a cute outfit for you too"
I couldn't contain my happiness all through our ride to school, it seems like one of the happiest days of my life of making Xavier angry even though I hate our new school. The stern look on Xavier's face could tell that he would kill me if he had the chance but he wouldn't want to go to jail. My only fear was the way he kept driving rough at full speed, at times I would think we might clash with another car and find ourselves at the hospital. With my eyes closed, the seat belt holding me back to the front chair, my right hand on my stomach and the left on my lips I kept praying not to throw up. Mum had prepared my best meal, cornflakes and we all had to eat it, after all, she is mum and we all do whatever she says. Even when she knew Xavier hates corn flake, she still made him eat it or he goes to school hungry if he can not make himself what to eat. "I think I will puke if you don't slow down" I managed to say to Xavier wh
I woke up the following morning than usual, with my butt still on the bed, I laid on my back facing the ceiling. My ankle and arms were crossed together as I planned on what to do to Xavier today. Because of him, I couldn't at least be my nerd self at school yesterday, I had to hide In the library until school was dismissed. Well, I don't blame them for having such an idea about me having sex in the toilet. Who else comes to school with rough hair, a funny-looking face, and sweaty! Like I was literally sweating and to crown it all, my clothes were not arranged. "Everyone thinks I had sex before going to school" I blurted out angrily. "With who?" I heard Xavier's bold voice. I startled, slowly like I was scared to look at his face to avoid embarrassment, I rolled off the bed. "This can't be happening this morning!" I gr
With my head down as it had always been, I walked to my locker, grabbed my mathematics and history books, I would hate to walk around after what happened yesterday. Went with my baggy shorts and oversized shirt, I can still hear someone calling me whore. It hurts! I haven't done what they were thinking in my entire life and I don't even know what people that had done it feel like. The fact that they taught I had sex in the who-knows-where yesterday still surprise me to my core. Like why are kids so mean? Before I closed my locker I saw Eva Woods taking selfies in front of her locker, it's just irritating that she takes selfies every day, everywhere including class and with the hot boys in school. It's obvious that she has had sex with all of them because of the way they kiss, there hands around her slim waist, or in her extremely flat, I can tell she
It's Friday and I can't believe I am washing my brother's clothes, if I have to wash only the clothes I would have been better but I also have to make his bed, do all the dirty dishes for a month and wash the toilet for a month too. I still have no idea why I decided to do all these things just to make my parents believe we were bounding and making amendments. Not just that, I will have to clear up the school old library with Nili and Eva, I still have Xavier to come face at home. I will have to do whatever he tells me unless he will tell our parents that I got into a fight in school and got detention. Not that I am worried about my parents, but I don't want issues from any of them. Since she got married to My step father, getting to talk to me had been no hope at all. Unless I get into trouble with Xavier, My Mom's would not listen to me, it's always a pun
XAVIER'S POV With the look on Emilia's face, I could tell she is trying her best to avoid me before school today. I honestly do not want to go to school today but because of her I have to, it's either she gets more punishment or God knows what next. All through when she was talking and hugging Dad, I could not stop myself from looking at her swollen chest. The way her nipples point out beneath the small top she was wearing is way too much to be overlooked. The way her chest flattens each time she hugs Dad made me want to pull them apart!"God! What have I been thinking?!" I muttered. It had been more confusing since the day I dropped her on the bathroom floor and open the shower on her. The way the wet cloth hug her body, showing her attractive curves had been more torture than living in the same house with her annoying sel
EMILIA'S POV After school that day I had to stay extra hours with Nili and Eva in detention. If I had to do it alone, I would have been grateful but this two kept annoying me. They would rather take selfies and video calls all day. Yesterday, the principal came to warn us that if we fail to clean and rearrange all the books in the library today, we are likely to come and finish it tomorrow which is Saturday. He said we need to start afresh chore by Monday and it is still not yet known by us. I would glare at them and continue cleaning. I won't want to be here with them again tomorrow, I might lose it. The books were much and mere looking at them you will know I can not do it all alone. My hands could not reach the top of the shelf and I kept piling the books so I would look for a ladder and put it up later.
My heart began to beat faster and for a quick second, I thought it would explode. The scary look on Devin's face was more to make me pee in my pants. He didn't even smile as he had the same angry reaction as I saw him the first day. The only difference is his fists no longer had bandages and his black polo was free from bloodstain. Aside from that, he had the same dreadful glare and his eyes were dark, Not as in black, it had the dark features of a beast. After staring at him for more than enough, I awkwardly cleared my throat and put my hands behind me. "Huh! Hi" I raised one of my arms "I am Emilia but my friends call me Emily" I looked at his cold face and grinned "Anyway I have no friends so you can just call me Emilia" Devin just stared at me in silence for a while then walked away, he moved to the other side and began to clean.
I didn't know what I could do because at that point, Devin still had his palms around my waist and my feet were dangling in the air. It almost seems like he had forgotten he was crying to me because I was light. "Excuse me!?" I wiggled my legs as I looked down to see his face. He still had an angry reaction on his face, there was something more but I couldn't tell because his hair was covering his face and he turned and walked away immediately he dropped me. He went back to his previous position and stood still, leaning on the wall with his legs and arms crossed. I turned to look at Xavier who had the most dreadful look on his white face, it even look like he would snap Devin's neck within the twinkle of an eye. He moves closer with his shoulders high like they could no longer lap beside him. "X-Xa Xavier?" I stuttered "I needed to keep the books up" I moved back.
I turned to Mom who was wiping her eyes. She had tears welled in them and Dad just hugged her. "It's over," he told her. "You don't have to worry anymore.""It just feels so unreal. I can't believe everything is fine now.""Me too."I honestly couldn't believe it. It was just too good to be true and I didn't know how to feel about it.She gave me a nod and pulled me into a hug. I remained there for a while before Dad asked us to get ready to leave. We strode happily to where the car was parked.We got home and I walked to my room it felt good having a separate room, I liked how it felt. I heard a scream and rushed out to see what was happening."Mom?""Emily! Xavier just got admission into a college in the Los Angeles!"My jaw dropped in excitement and I turned to Xavier. It was good news but Xavier didn't look happy. I turned my gaze to him and my eyes met his. He was staring blankly at me."What's wrong?" I asked him. "This is good news, Xavier.""I guess."His reply was cold and his
ONE MONTH LATER.The cold wind and fresh aura made me smile. I stood beside James watching his jet. Apparently, he was getting ready to leave and I didn't know how to feel about it.It was just the two of us standing there and there was silence. I wish I could hear everything he was thinking of. I felt the sensation and I knew more than ever that I was going to miss James.His lips formed a small smile like he heard what I was thinking and I just twitched my lips. I needed to enjoy the moment because it may be the last time I'd see him. I also knew his ailment had given him a short period of time to live and I really felt bad.I had no idea why I was feeling all those emotions at that point. There was this strong urge to hug him and just remain in his hugs. I remembered how welcoming and warm his arms were but I stopped myself. I didn't have to be overly emotional.I was trying hard not to think about James dying but I couldn't help it and before I knew it, a sob escaped my mouth. Tea
I opened my eyes and the first thing I saw was Xavier. He was staring at me with a small smile tugged on his lips. I got scared at first but the feeling faded and I felt okay."Why are you staring at me?" I asked with a frown."Why didn't you report James to the cops?"I knew he was going to ask that, I just didn't think it was going to be by 3 fucking a.m."I can't.""Why?""I can't even though I want to kill him myself. I know everything, I know the shitty things you did, I know you sold drugs."He twitched his like and continued looking at me. "Do you still sell drugs or do you deliver them in your sleep?"I grabbed the blanket and placed it on my body, turning to the other side to sleep."I need to sleep, leave me alone."He scoffed and I rolled my eyes. "I hate you."I heard him giggle, "I love you too," he responded.* * * *The door slamming open made me open my eyes. It was morning but I was hoping I could sleep a little longer."Emily, get up."Mom grabbed my hands before I c
The moment Mom asked if I saw James, my chest heaved. "No," I replied and twitched my lips. I didn't want to keep talking about him because of the emotions I felt whenever I thought of him."Emily."We turned and it was Xavier. I ran to him immediately and threw my hands around him. He hugged me back, even tighter. I couldn't believe I missed Xavier this much, it was hurting."I'm so sorry," he said as he hugged me. No one else was going to understand, not even Mom. "It's not your fault," she told him."The police found someone involved."My heart raced faster, I felt bad for James. He was going to die and I didn't want him to die in jail."Hi, excuse me." The doctor walked into us and turned to Mom. "There's been no form of abuse, she's fine.""She's fine?""Yes, she is," The doctor confirmed and gave a friendly smile.Mom gave a nod and appreciated him. She stood up from the chair and looked at me. "I need to go and feed Devin, no one is coming for him."I gave a nod, I understood h
I tried to open my eyes and the sunlight hurts them. I tried to figure out what was happening and I realized I was in someone's arm.I freed my eyes again and realized it was James and he was taking me out of the enclosed room. At that point I felt an adrenaline rush in me.He dropped me down and I felt hot tears roll down my eyes, I couldn't believe it. I hugged him right without thinking and cried into his arms.He returned the hug and just remained calm, watching me. I had no idea why I was crying and hugging him but I needed the hug.When I pulled away from his hug, he looked at me and smiled faintly. "You can do what you want now. Call the cops and tell them I rescued you from the teenagers who kidnapped you."Was he asking me to go?"Just go down the road, you'll figure your way. I'll have someone follow you from a distance just so you arrive home safely.""There's no camera Emily, I have my men dismount them so, the choice is yours. I love you."With that, he turned and entered
EMILY'S POVEvery minute I stayed locked in here makes me want to throw up. It feels like I’ve been kidnapped for years, I already lost count of days but I knew it was already weeks. My head split in pain as I tried to recall the incident. I was arguing with Xavier when I got pushed into a moving van. The details of the kidnap were blurry and I couldn’t remember much.I still have no idea how I survived the first day ‘cause panic attacks made me nauseated and disorganized. Their faces all scared life in me, I thought they were going to kill me because of how fierce they looked. The highest punishment I got for kicking one of the guy’s balls was a hard slap.It was hard enough to redden my face but not kill me, I wondered why they were being so careful with me till I overheard their discussion saying they sold me to a rich man and he didn’t want me bruised.I threw up hearing it and the rest turned out to be blurry vision and a bad headache. When I opened my eyes, I found myself in a di
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat the moment she looked at me. I looked at Devin and he was growling like he was going to pass out.She lowered her stance to him and cleaned him up without saying anything. You would never believe they knew themselves before now. I didn't care though, I just wanted to get away and that was my concern.When she was done cleaning his wounds, she turned the first aid box to where I was and used a wipe to clean off the surface of the bruises I sustained.I flinched when her hands touched my face and the iodine dropped on my injury."Fuck."She didn't apologize or say a thing. She just turned her box away when she was done. Devin and I remained silent for a while before we heard footsteps and turned our heads in the direction if the door. She had returned with two plates of food. She dropped it in front of us with bottles of water and latched the door.Devin hungrily grabbed the plate and spooned rice into his mouth. I looked at him wondering if
My eyes glinted open and I felt a sharp pain. I could feel the chill from the breeze cutting straight through my damp body.I felt a metallic taste in my mouth, I turned and realized where I was. I was in a room with no ventilation. My face was bruised and I could feel the dried blood clot on my body. I tied to move but realized my hands were still tied to the pole and I couldn't move.My eyes turned to the growling sound and I saw the hefty man who injected Devin beating him up. He was growling as the punches landed on his body.On the other side of the room, a bloodied man was laying on the floor. Devin was getting beaten for doing that to the man. Couldn't he just wait till we realized where the fuck we were?I scoffed and struggled to break free but the ropes holding my hands together had a grip hold. I paused after several trials and just looked at Devin who looked like he was about to die. He needed to get treated because his wounds were susceptible and they looked like it was g
I walked out of the sitting room glad the police didn't want to interrogate me yet. They probably felt he was saying all that because he was accused and it made me feel a rush of relief.I opened the door to my bedroom and looked around. The mess I made on Emily's bed was still there and I didn't have the energy to clean up yet. I knew she wasn't going to yell at me for messing up her bed because she wasn't there and it hurt me to think of her absence.I turned my face away and walked to my bed. I sat on my bed and fell on my back. I looked at the ceiling, thinking of nothing but how to sneak out of the house.Devin had a plan he says we need to see and talk about. I wondered if he had other motives in mind when he sent his invitation but I was blank. I could ask him to tell me the plan over the phone but he would refuse and say it had to be a physical meeting."Fucking hell," I scoffed in an undertone and turned to the other side of the bed. It was only 8 pm and I could get some slee