OVER MY DEAD BODY

"You are that old man, son." I said, he did seem like an old geez to me, apart from that fact, I hate to admit this but he is also handsome.

Money is so good.

"Old man?" He chuckled. "You are quite hilarious, stepsister."

"I'm not your stepsister." I said rudely.

"It was nice meeting you,'' he smiled and stretched his hand for a handshake on which I bluntly refused and eyed him instead.

"Who the hell are you,' I asked and frowned as I folded my arms across each other and he just shrugged his shoulders. I don't know why I asked that question when he's already told me who he was.

"I just introduced myself so why do I have to explain myself,' he asked.

"Explain yourself.'' I scoffed. "You just said that, I was your stepsister and that's why I'm asking.'' I don't know his name, will I just call him Stepbrother and not his real name.

"You mean, you want to know my name, what my name is right." He chuckled.

Why the hell is he having fun with this, does he think this is a joke?

"Yeah, I need to know your name and who allowed you in here,' I smacked my forehead as I suddenly remembered, of course, it will be my mother and that old hag of a husband. Why am I even bothering myself and wasting my time with this idiot that claimed to be a Stepbrother of mine.

He better watch his back because I wouldn't take it so easily with him, so better watch it. "Never mind,' I shook my head. "As long as you are in this house, stay away from me and don't ever talk to me, because I don't want to talk to you and neither do I want a brother instead. So get lost.' I strictly warned and grimaced as I walked past him. I've had enough of anyone's stupid drama right now and these people should just leave and stay the hell away from me. I never wished to have a brother and neither did I ever say that I wanted to have a father. I don't desire any of these at all and it makes me sick to the stomach, just the thought of those illusions.

"You are so beautiful,' he said and that stopped me in my tracks as I turned to him and he winked at me. Didn't he just hear when I said that, I didn't want to have anything to do with him? Didn't he just hear that and what is he up to right now?

'Are you deaf,' I questioned with a frown, turning towards him.

Just because he thinks he is so handsome doesn't mean I will be moved by him or anything.

"No, I'm not deaf and I'm hearing every damn thing you are saying and don't think I will want to lose that,' he said and put his hands in his pocket. Why are both of his arms just filled up with tattoos, how old is he anyway?

"Lose what,' I eyed him suspiciously and he walked closer to me and I stepped backwards as he took each step.

Who the fuck does he think he is?

"You are my type and I like that,'' he disregarded my question and smirked as he eyed me and kept taking each step towards me, while I kept going back and then, I felt my back hit the wall.

OMG. How am I going to cope with someone like this with no brains, yes, that's what I will call him because he is so fucking annoying and getting on my nerves? And, the fact we are going to live in the same house, not only scares me but also makes me furious.

I need to avoid him, that's what I want right now.

"Seems like, we are at a dead-end and I like that,' he came close to my face as he slammed both his hands on the wall on each side of my face. "You are blushing,'' he uttered and then, I could feel his stare on my lips and his eyes. I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"I'm not blushing and don't be so full of yourself. You are not my type, believe it or not, you are not my type, fuck off,' I tried hard to talk so boldly in front of him. It wasn't easy to do that and besides, he was so handsome and his looks were giving me this strange feeling and my body felt so fucking hot and it was like, I couldn't breathe properly and he was just so good. He smelled so good, looking at him made me want to kiss him and his lips looked so soft and yummy.

What the hell am I thinking for someone I just met, who claimed to be my Stepbrother. And, of course, he was my Stepbrother and not a regular dude. Right, that should bring me to my senses, which will be more like it.

This is insane.

"What are you thinking inside that little brain of yours,'' he smiled and out of annoyance, I pushed him away.

That's right, he shouldn't have said those words, it made me feel like a fool and what's with all this attitude.

I feigned ignorance, strolled past him and began running towards my room and not even looking back at him. I was so embarrassed and wished I never talked to him today, why wouldn't I just shut up and stay on my own.

Instead, I butted into something I'm not supposed to do at all. I hate living like this, living in the same house with these people and not like, I could care less about him. I went to my room and shut the door, went to my bed and lay down on it and spread out my legs on it. This bed was so fluffy and relaxing, it also helps in relieving my stress.

Could this day get any worse, why is everyone just invading my life and can't they just stay far away from me and let me be.

Stepbrother? Over my dead body.