Все главы My Boyfriend's Possessive Stepbrother: Глава 101 - Глава 110

KIMBERLY We arrive at Smash and I'm not blind or stupid not to notice that Sam is avoiding me. "Sam, can we go to-"She quickly gets out of the car and slams the door shut, cutting off what i was going to say. My mouth remains open in surprise."Oo-kayWell, i told her the truth and i don't regret it.Shrugging, i get out of the car and follow behind everyone. We enter the club and settle at a table that was reserved for us in the vip area. Sitting there is Brandon, Lucy and Shiloh."Kim." Shiloh smiles when she sees me then pats the empty spot next to her."Oh my god, i was waiting for you."I take a seat and she turns slightly towards me."It's been quite a while. How have you been?""Great," i smile back. "You?""Awesome, you look amazing," she compliments and i hear Lucy scoff, but i choose to ignore her, and so does Shiloh."Where's Xan?"Shiloh lifts her head and searches below."He's somewhere...." she trails off, still searching. "Oh, there he is.""Hi babe," Lucy smiles

BRANDON"Drugs."A sob reaps out of her and my hands ball into fists."What the fuck did you just day?" I growl and there's silence from the other end of the line."B-bran," she stutters at realizing I've been hearing the conversation this entire time. "Michael! You said-""It doesn't matter what he fucking said. What does, is what you said.""You- you're right.""How long? How long has this been happening?""I don't know, but she started acting weird two weeks after you two broke up. She just became this other person, insensitive and always closed off. I noticed a few weeks back that they would sneak around and she'd come back high. So, i kept an eye on her and noticed he would hand her sometthing every day in secret as if not wanting anyone to see.""Shit.""I never really thought much into it until i caught her and Matt in the bathrooms, he was giving her a small plastic bag, i thought it was weed. But last night at the club, she met with him and i saw her putting pills in her mout

BRANDON"Are you sure?" Michael asks me with narrowed eyes."I am.""And you think she'll agree to move into the same house with you?""She has no fucking choice. I need to make sure she's off those drugs."He nods, running his index finger on his upper lip."Jonathan is working on all the information we need."I shouldn't have told Michael to stop following Matt two weeks after all we got was a dead end. He must have known something was wrong and played it safe.I nod and stand, then i head to Kim's room, ready to drag her out by any means if she tries to fight me on moving to where I'm planning to stay with her.It's a big shock that awaits her.* * *"No." She folds her hands over her chest and glares at me from the other side of the room."You don't have a choice," i point out."I do, and it's a fucking No."I narrow my eyes on her and she flinces. Her hands drop to her sides and they ball into fists."It's either you obediently pack your shit, or i drag you out of this door throu

BRANDON I steal a glance at Brandon's sleeping form, then slowly, i peel off the duvet from my body, making sure that i don't wake him. I make my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash up. Opening the door quietly, i see that he's still asleep, so, i tiptoe my way out of the bedroom and head down to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. I'm not stupid, i expect anything this morning from him, just because the two of us had a heart to heart truth revealing conversation with honesty last night, and not to forget the amazing sex, it doesn't mean that we're back to being all lovey dovey. I place the scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toasted bread on a plate and some juice and coffee next to it on the table. I go to wash my hands when he enters the kitchen, our eyes meet and i wait for it. I hold my breath as i watch him look around the clean kitchen and then his eyes rest on the food placed on the table for long seconds. Something flashes in his eyes and i mentally slap

KIMBERLYI open the door to the apartment with my coat hanging over my arm as I shut it closed. A loud yelp leaves my lips when I spot a figure seated on the floor next to the door. I place my hand over my thumping heart and suck in a deep breath, then release it slowly.Brandon. What the hell is he doing seated here at this hour? It's half past nine pm. His eyes shoot up to mine. One leg is stretched out flat on the floor while his other is propped up and his arm rests on the top of it hanging lazily. His head rests against the wall behind him and his eyes are droopy. "Hey," I whisper slowly and carefully. I don't even know why."Hey," he replies, eyeing me from top to bottom then back to top.I slowly lower myself down but a few feet away from him.We stay there in silence, both of us not daring to look at each other directly. After a full minute of silence, he finally speaks."How did we fucking get here?"I sigh."I don't know...but it all had to do with sectrets and trust.""Ye