Just how worse it gets

Dabby:

'Someone please hit me hard on the head, and tell me to wake up from this nightmare.'

"Time for breakfast……" I heard the loud voice that certainly belonged to Mum from my bedroom, and I wallowed in my sadness even more because Mum seemed so excited about our new life. Everything was going to be hard for just me.

The fact that the day before was a Sunday, did not give anyone enough time to talk comfortably with one another after moving in as a family. The Anderson's house that we were moving into, was huge and beautifully close to the mansions that I have seen in books. Damien really lived a life of luxury.

Everything was perfect already. The rooms were arranged so beautifully like a dream room, and the house was already set like we had been living there our whole lives. I kept wondering when Mum had started planning the whole thing, that made everything look like we all went for a family vacation and came back to meet a perfect house.

Our own house which was also in town was a really long distance from my school, but Mum wanted a standard level of education for me so she made sure I attended Ryders High. It was probably abandoned already.

And that was going to be my nightmare, because I became terrified by just the thought of going to school again. I had not seen Damien the entire Sunday after packing and fitting in, and I wondered if we were going to go to the same school the next day.

'Like how would it be? What was going to happen? No one could ever find out, else I would be dead. How were we even going to act?'

When we met on the wedding night, the expression he had on his face made it evident that he recognized me too. Though I was not even close to being known by anyone in school at all, and was like a loser to many people so I would not expect him to recognize me. But he surprisingly did, and I speculated that it was because of his girlfriend, Madison.

Madison was the most popular girl in our class, and she was really pretty too. Her clothes and fashion combo was to kill, and every accessory she owned for herself was of luxury. It made her a pacesetter when it came to new fashion styles to other girls, and they couldn't help but grovel to her even with her disgusting personality.

She led the best girl's squad, pep rallies, and even the cheer squad as their leader. It was so crazy for me to handle the, but she was everywhere that I could take a peace check.

And that same annoying freak that was loved by many, picked on me the most in the entire school and made my life so sorry. She made me do annoying things and was evidently mean to me everytime we saw in class. So, it was a given if Damien remembered me, which made me choke mercilessly at the thought of it.

'Being his stepsister was probably going to be the worst time of my life.'

"You all should come down for breakfast!" I heard Mum call again, and I jolted out of my thoughts as I picked a white pair of sneakers from the shoe rack and wore it quickly. It was crazy how I went from waking up at Joanne's house, to having breakfast in Anderson Spencer's house.

Just as I came out of my room which was by the left side of the hallway and walked to the intersection, I sighted Damien coming out of his room and I gasped out for breath. My legs wobbled and fumbled as I raced down immediately to avoid meeting him, and just greeted Mum casually to avoid seeing him for too long while he walked down the stairs.

"Wait, Dabby. Where are you going? Your food is right here," Mum called out to me, as I kept on walking towards the main door that led outside the house. I was still so pissed at her that I wanted to say a lot, but I was more stressed out that she had put me into a mess.

'How could she fall in love with Damien's dad of all people? I mean where did they even meet?'

Just as I was about to ignore her and step out, Spencer called my name as he ascended the other side of the stairs that led to their own room, and I turned to look at him. He was wearing a nice navy blue tuxedo that outlined his perfect body, and he looked even much better than he did the previous day.

'Just how crazy it was to stare at these beautiful people. How could both the father and son be so good-looking?

"Good morning, Mr. Anderson," I greeted politely, and I knew Mum so much hated the sound of me being so cringy around him. I didn't care.

The last thing I wanted to do was allow my head to turn to the right, where my eyes would come in contact with Damien's cold gaze. I could tell just by glancing at his face for the past hours that we have spent together, that he really loathed the setting probably more than I did.

"Do you not like the meal?" Mum's husband asked as he walked to talk his sit, and I almost clenched my teeth hard against one another. I didn't want to be forced to eat, or to remain for more than a second in the house.

"I'm full from the previous night. I will just take a bottle of fruit juice," I responded and quickly moved to the table to pick any bottle my hand grabbed, as I smiled so convincingly at him to not include me in breakfast with them.

"Alright, dear. Damien doesn't really eat breakfast too, so he would be ready by now. You both should go to school together," I heard him declare the shocking announcement of my life, and I wanted to weep so badly on the spot.

'Just how would I ride the same car with Damien as the driver? Someone, please shoot me. What would the other kids say? Oh my goodness.'

I had lied to Mum that despite Damien being popular, I didn't really know him that much enough to talk to him. But the truth was that even if I wanted to talk to him, my desires would humiliate me fair and squarely. We were at a totally different level.

My entire body went numb and weak at what I heard, as I walked out of the living room instantly. The only thing I could hear was Mum give me and Damien farewell, as she turned to kiss Spencer who was all over her. I couldn't even imagine them doing more than that.

Gosh!

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The drive away from Anderson's home was so cold and extremely suffocating, that I could not breathe while being in the car with Damien. He was driving, and I was sitting in the passenger's seat at the back, yet I couldn't raise my eyes below my lap level. He was obviously pissed.

I was scared. There was nothing I could utter out of my lips, even if I wanted to say so many things. I wanted to apologize for the matrimony that wasn't my fault, and the fact that he had to be entangled with a girl like me.

I was even more sorry that we attended the same school, and that I couldn't match up to his taste and level of girls. It wouldn't have been so embarrassing if I could.

As usual, he looked so hot in his hairstyle and outfit that could pass off as an unofficial billionaire CEO of a company. His driving skills were somewhat rough even on the smooth road, and I assumed that he was doing it intentionally; Transferring aggression to the poor car.

"What is your name again?" I heard the stern voice question in my ears, and I thought I was mistaken and beginning to hear things. It could never be Damien.

"Can you not talk?!" The voice snapped so hoarsely at me and I flinched, as my eyes trailed swiftly to the face of the person that was talking to me. His deep blue eyes were so beautiful to look at, because he still looked good even with a stern face.

'How could he look so mad and still cute at the same time? Gosh'

"I.. I..it is……." I wondered if he was pretending not to remember my name. He had probably heard Mum call my name a million times, or he had just innocently forgotten the name of a really unimportant person.

"Do not even bother. I am dropping you by the bus stop now, so take the bus to school. I can never imagine being in the same car with you to school. And one more thing that should be clear, no one can find out about us!" He ordered angrily as he cast a disdainful look on me, and I just nodded my head like an uncontrollable doll.

'I was never going to tell anyone before. I could never.'

"I want no associations and connections. I do not know you!" He stated so clearly again and I nodded obediently. It was the best thing for both of us, to be able to peacefully coexist and live in the same space.

"I promise. I would not," my frail voice answered quickly, not wanting for him to shout at me again.

'Do you think he was irked by my dots? Was he? Was he?' I panicked inwardly. His gaze was really suffocating.

"Now, hop out!" he ordered.

I picked up my bag which was tightly clutched to my chest the entire time, and opened the door of the luxurious car to step out as fast as I could. I didn't want him to get angry that I was wasting time again.

As soon as I stepped out of the car, it zoomed off immediately without him saying any further. I knew that we were severed. Nothing could ever make us cool with one another.

'Dabby had no one to talk to her, so her new stepbrother who was the hottest guy in school, could never be an exception,' I sighed.

I shook my head pitifully as I swallowed the swelling that was beginning to form in my throat, and the tears that were stinging on my eyeballs already. I wanted to look cool before by not wearing my glasses for the day, but it was all futile and my eyes were hurting already.

I just fixed the glasses right back to my face when I removed it from it's box, and made my way quickly to get the next bus to school. Things were going to get messier than it was now, and I knew it.

'Things were just starting to get worse for me.'