All Chapters of Twisted Game: My Stepbrother is my bully: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Now that it's time for lunch, I dash over to the cafeteria. I needed to be first in line since I was hungry. Instead of Knights, they should be known as the two assholes. They wouldn't let me eat breakfast and then sexually tormented me once more, this time while I was in freaking class. I'm not going to let them do that to me again. If either of them tries to touch me like that again, I promise I'll break their fingers.After they did that to me in class, neither of them spoke or glanced at me again. They basically pretended like I wasn't even there, which I was perfectly fine with. The boys were busy on their phones and smiling at girls while I was busy jotting down our lesson. I'm not going to lie. That irritated me. It's annoying because both of them have had their fingers within me and openly flirt with other girls.I don't give a damn if they fuck other girls and leave me alone. It's just that it's so insulting, but I assume this is how they intend to treat me as their pet. Part

I cannot believe I am going to wear this slutty outfit. Those assholes just wanted to make me feel embarrassed. This maid's dress doesn't even cover my breasts well enough. The sides of my breasts are poking out and my nipples are almost exposed.Do they find this sexy?Goodness, I can only imagine the type of women they find attractive. I bet they like the ones that throw themselves at them, bowing down for them, ready to suck their cocks with a little crook of their fingers.Not me.Not going to happen.I will play the good slave, only because I would rather not end up in jail, but I swear if one of them tries to put their junk in my mouth ill bite it off.I have been in this bathroom for about twenty minutes trying to work up the courage to walk out and face the people I know are waiting to laugh at me. I heard people show up around ten minutes ago, and I am woman enough to admit I'm scared as hell and a little embarrassed.You can do this.It's just a party.They are just kids, pe

The next morning, I'm woken from my sleep by my phone going off. Without even checking my phone, I already know it's one or both of the knights. Just by the certain ringtone I have set for our group conversation. I had gotten tired of each time my phone went off, I thought maybe it would be Margaret calling to check up on me. I ended up changing the group chat ringtone for the boys only, so my hopes wouldn't go up. I knew I couldn't discuss or scream out my frustration with her about the things going on here, but to hear her sweet voice would do wonders for my mental state.She is a social worker and shouldn't be anything close to what I think of when the word family comes to mind, but she is. She was the only mother image I had growing up, and when I said mother image, I just meant she paid attention to if I was taken care of. Not only that, but she cared when I had bruises on my face. She cared if I was eating enough.She is the main reason I went along

Two days later, I'm sitting in a car with Zane being transported to my new home. My mom had called me declaring how delighted she was she to get to know me and that she was overjoyed I would finally meet her new husband, Alex Blackmore.Zane has yet to respond a word to me. We have been riding in silence, and I'm not objecting at all. I would rather not deal with my smug prick of a step-brother and didn't need to be reminded of the horrible, disturbed situation I found myself in. I'm staring out the window, leaning my head against my hand when I felt his warm palm landing on top of my thigh. I didn't bother turning my head, I was just going to ignore him. I would not let him spoil this weekend for me. Even though I mildly was still agitated at my mother for leaving me, I still craved to get to know her, and I wasn't going to let my vile stepbrother wreck this for me.“Remember what we told you. Do not speak a word about our little game to our parents,” Zane leaned over and growled a

I don't know what to believe right now. Is my mom deceiving me because she wants me to forgive her? Or was my dad the one that was lying to me when I had him the reason as to why she decided to leave us. I tried to think back, to remember my dad being anything but the best dad I could have asked for, and my mind couldn't come up with a single thing that suggested he was cable of being abusive.It took me several minutes, getting lost inside this ridiculously big house two times, until I finally found Zane.He was sitting in the living room, watching a football game. I walked deeper into the room, not really wanting to ask my stepbrother for help, but I felt like I didn't have any other choice. If I wanted to leave her, I'll have to suck up my pride and ask him for help."I need to leave," I announced, walked in front of him blocking his view of the TV, and demanded his attention. "I'm watching the game pet," he growled, disturbed, raised his leg, and tried to push me aside, but I sho