All Chapters of Step Brother: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Amber's P.O.V "What do you mean break up with Madeline?" He asks as he furrows his eyebrows at me. "Break up with her. You say you want me? If you really do than this shouldn't be that big of a challenge for you." I say, crossing my arms over my chest while speaking. "Babe-" he sighs before I go to interrupt him. "No Jack, don't babe me. Do it or I can't keep doing this." I said as I pointed between me and him. "Doing what?" He asks in confusion. Is he serious right now? "Doing this, doing whatever it is that me and you have." I express, using hand gestures to emphasize my point. "Okay." He shrugs as he goes to sit down on the pullout couch in the living room area. "Okay? So you'll do it." I ask, walking over to him. "If that's what makes you happy." He says as he pulls me onto his lap.

Jack's P.O.V Fuck it. I have to go and get her.Amber's P.O.V "Amber, wait!" I hear a deep voice call from behind me. I wipe away the tear that had escaped my eye as I continue my journey down the hallway, not wanting to speak to him any further. "Babe, I love you! I swear I wasn't lying." He says as he places himself in front of me and holds onto my forearms, preventing me from walking away. "Jack, you just said that you've told five girls that you loved them, me being one and that you didn't even mean it." I say, feeling my bottom lip begin to quiver as my eyes start to water again. "You're putting words into my mouth. I never got to answer. Me, Jack Gilins is in love with you, Amber Elstastine." He says as he looks deeply into my eyes. "How do I know you're not just fucking with my emotions." I say as I wipe away the many tears that had fallen. "Because I'm putting my

Amber's P.O.V "Love her like a sisterrrrr? Right, Jack?" Madeline questions, looking baffled and confused as she looks over at us, trying to make sense of what was happening "N-" he starts before I cut him off. "He doesn't love me, Madeline. He's just pulling a sick prank on me because I threatened to snitch to his dad about something that he did so now he's just trying to get me in trouble with my mom, right Jack?" I rush, forcing an anxious smile as I internally cringe at the sound of that word. The room grows incredibly silent and I could tell that Jack was contemplating on telling her the truth or not. I cough awkwardly and kick him in the sien, urging him to speak. He lets out a deep sigh before slowly nodding his head at her in response. "Okay, cool. Annoying stepbrother situation I see. " Madeline smiles, causing me to cringe even more so. Being reminded that Jack is my stepbrother mak

Amber's P.O.V We all exit the car and make our way into the house. The feeling of relief and comfort washes over me just as I step into the living room. It was currently 3:00 am so I assume Jo and everyone will leave tomorrow, along with his family. I wish everyone a good night before trudging up to my room, having Jo, Nina, and Mia follow. I mentally roll my eyes seeing as though we just got home and I want to lay in my bed...alone. But, I was too tired to bitch about it so I just decide to brush it off. "Um, I'm going to sleep in my bed but one of you can sleep on the other side. Or if you want, you guys could make a pallet." I suggest. "Yeah okay, I call the bedside." Jo says as she lays her body down and instantly drifts herself off to sleep. I desperately wanted to do the same but I knew I couldn't, I had to help everyone find their sleeping arrangements. "Sooooooo, pallets?" I ask as

1 year later*Amber is graduating high school and Jack has already been in college for a year. * - "Jack, oh my god this campus is so beautiful! If I get in, we could be going to the same school, same college parties, we might even be roommates." I say as I stare at the building in awe. "I'd like that." He whispers as his lips connect to my neck. "Hey, there's this party at the frat house tonight, you should come." He says, causing me to roll my eyes. "Jack…you know I don't do that shit anymore." I say as we begin walking back to his dorm room. "Come on, you’re at UCLA. You have to experience at least one party babe." He pushes as we continue walking. I groan out in annoyance before finally giving in and agreeing on going. "How am I supposed to dress? Like average? Sexy? Or the type of shit that I used to wear to parties?" I ask as we start walking up t