All Chapters of One-Night Stand With My Stepbrother!: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

TRAVIS LEWIS Driving Britney to school when I had absolutely no classes or intention of staying in school for the day was nothing new. It was something I did with no hidden motives or intention. But for that day, I had an extra motive for dropping her at school- I needed to see Amber. Within the past 24 hours, I’d gone through a series of emotion- lust, jealousy, anger, regret and more than anything, frustration. I was frustrated at Amber, Britney and especially, myself for bringing every single thing that happened upon myself. Britney getting angry and misunderstanding everything that happened was all my fault. I should have been firmer with Amber and stopped her every advances. But the fear of her finding out about Britney and I when Britney wasn’t ready for anyone to find out held me back and without even realizing it myself, only made things worse. Though it had been a while since I last visited, I still knew the route to her house like the back of my hand. The countless ti

BRITNEY ASTON Travis: Where are you? Travis: Are you classes not over yet? Travis: Or are you at the library already? I smiled at my phone, reading Travis’ message. Getting texts like that was something I was slowly getting used to over the past few weeks. Good morning texts from him when we were just rooms apart, good night texts when we were in the same house and more texts at totally random hours of the day. Now with the semester almost coming to an end, the library had suddenly became one of my favorite places to be and texts from Travis once it was time to go home becoming one of my favorite to receive. Britney: I’m done. Britney: Where are you? Britney: At the parking lot? Travis: No, outside. Travis: You’ll see me the second you step out of the library.“Elle,” i called out to her as I grabbed my books and got ready to get up. “I’m leaving now. Travis is here already.” She raised her head to look up at me and nodded. Within the past few days, she had noticed how clo

TRAVIS LEWIS I remained in my room for at least thirty minutes, the voices of Britney and her mum as they yelled at each other filling the quiet house. I was filled with dozens of emotions myself but one I couldn’t even bring myself to feel was regret. Though I wish things had turned out differently and hoped our parents didn’t have to find out on a day I wanted Britney to be the happiest, I didn’t wish things didn’t turn out that way between us. Regardless of whatever their opinions could be, I was glad I met Britney. Glad I got to be with her and confident if anything was ever going to be changing, it would be their opinions and nothing else. I couldn’t say the same for Britney though as I heard her yell at her mum over and over. Though it was hard to figure out the actual words they exchanged, I could easily figure out the emotions behind those words- anger, disappointment and hurt. After what felt like an eternity of them yelling at each other, it finally subsided. Shortly

TRAVIS LEWIS On dropping Britney off at school, I immediately turned around and drove back home. It had to be the quickest ride I’d embarked on in a while as I was determined to get home as quick as possible. Luckily for me, I was able to meet my goal, getting home in less than twenty minutes of driving. I pulled over in front of the house and got out of my car, slamming the door behind me. Shoving my hands and car keys into my pocket, I stormed in, walking straight into the living room. My plan was to go see my father. Knowing him well enough, I knew the quiet house earlier was just a facade from him. He was in that house and was fuming with all sorts of emotions, waiting for me to show up so he could unleash them all on me. Proving my guess right, the moment i walked into the living room i immediately spotted him seated on one of the sofas. His legs were crossed, one arm folded as he took sips of the coffee in his hand, his gaze fixed on the tv without it actually on. Wit

BRITNEY ASTON The second my alarm rang, my eyes shot open and I was reminded of how empty the house felt without Travis in it. I immediately rushed to my feet, grabbing my phone as i did. Turning it on to check if any of my calls or messages to Travis got returned, I sighed in disappointment as I realized there was not even a single text or call from him. With a grunt, I tossed my phone aside and got up to head outside. My steps were slow as I approached his room and gently placed a knock on it, desperately hoping to get a response. I got none though, my disappointment reaching its peak as I returned to my room. Feeling worried all over again, I ran my hands through my hair and forced myself to get freshened up and get ready for school. Dozens of questions flooded my mind as I got myself ready. The mere thought of going over to school without Travis driving me felt weird. And the fact that I had no clear reason he wasn’t going to be driving me felt even weirder. Regardless,