All Chapters of My Step Brothers : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Jordan's P O VNo it is not a dream.No matter how I wish it is and I would soon spring out of bed and realize for myself all of this is nothing but a dream, the truth is it's no dream. The sound of my muffled cries were evident enough.I would have been sprawled out on the floor letting out the pain from what I'd just witnessed but Ralph still held onto me dearly looking a Confused mess but he still didn't say a word."What's the matter? What happened?" I heard him say sometimes later in a strangely low voice and when he spoke to me was when I realized I really appreciated his silence."I want to be alone" I spoke out. The words came out my lips with so much force but I still managed to remain calm and had my gaze fixed on nothing in particular."Please just go! All of you!" I added when he was trying to protest and I could see the others from downstairs coming in from behind him.They shared worried glances between themselves before slowly leaving one after the other.I walked towa

Jordan's P O VThe slowest two weeks of my life crawled by and every new day had me up in my room doing absolutely nothing asides trying to live in denial and hating whoever I felt should be hated.I stopped going to work, I hardly said a word to anyone at all, I looked and felt like a total mess.I Know I said I would'nt dwell on my pain but....Easier said than done, right??"It's Open" my cracky voice responded to the first knock on my door since I peeled my eyes open this morning and not too long after, Brittany stepped in completely dressed for work."I keep telling you, you don't have to stop by every morning just to see me before leaving for work" I groaned as I sat up in bed to her presence.I know she cares about me and blah blah but this is seriously getting too much and I don't mean to be an ass about it but Is coming to see me every morning before she leaves for work really necessary?"You can't stop me from checking to see if you've gotten glued to the sheets but it's a d

Adrian's P O VI never realized how deeply rooted I had gotten with Jordan until I couldn't have a single access to her for two long weeks and I didn't need any one to tell me about it, I was going insane.I was completely loosing my mind and I couldn't even help it.I know there's nothing I could have done but I still got tortured with the feeling that I could've done better.Not being able to behold her face and see her for myself killed me each and every day that found me still in the same misery.I also couldn't stand waking up every morning to find myself surrounded by the same set of people responsible for all of this which were my Mother and her Father so i chose to get myself settled in one of my private condo in total solitudeA long distance away from them for my own sanity. "Good Morning Sir, Sorry I'm late.... I got stuck in Traffic" Travis announced from the doorway he had just walked in through and my eyes lazily rolled towards him from the sofa where I'd remained seated

Jordan's P O VI thought the eagerness to be out of this environment would keep me up all night but none of that happened.I feel into a deep sleep at some point in the night and it was so calming that I didn't wish to wake up just yet but some human fly kept buzzing in my ears up until I sprang up with an annoyed scowl on my face to the opposite expression on Brittany's bright and happy face."Someone's gonna miss her flight" she sang out as she made her index and middle fast walk up my body that was still tucked beneath the covers."It isn't until noon. Leave me alone Bee, stop buzzing!" I groaned out in response then pulled the covers over my head just because I seriously wasn't ready to get out of bed yet."Girl, it's wayyy past 10 am. And from my calculation, you need an hour's drive to make it to the airport and knowing you, you probably still wouldn't be ready to leave in next hour so Yeah; Someone's gonna miss her flight...." She explained and that was when I sprang up with wi

Jordan's P O VA few days in and trust me, I was living the dream life.Waking up in a goose feather bed every morning to a three course meal for breakfast at my beckon and call to a lot of fascinating sites to feed my eyes with without having any work to do at all is the dream life.I neither thought of my father nor felt bitter through out and it felt as though I had finally escaped my reality for some peace moment.I laid there in bed sprawled out on every sides but I still didn't take up half of it.All I needed at that point was a slight push to get me out of bed as it was already almost noon time or probably past but nothing seemed effective at all. Not even the rays of sunlight rudely resting on my face through the windows I stupidly left open for no reason.Few seconds later, my phone started to ring from the wall extension where I had it plugged in last night by the TV and I could never reach it no matter how hard I stretched out my arms. The phone is way over there and I'm