All Chapters of Falling For My Stepbrother 1 : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Emma's POV I started having Lily over soon after the whole drama blew past. I didn't know, and frankly didn't care where she stood Gray. We were having the time of our lives together and that was seriously all that mattered to me. Life was beautiful. I had everybody I wanted in my corner. I was still confused about Chase, and it kinda made me miss my mom. Not like I'd have been able to talk to her about it, but it sure would've helped to have her around. “What are you doing here?” I asked Chase. I had, unsuccessfully, tried to hide my body from him. “Lily and I were just trying out waist chains for the prom.”I explained, turning red already. Chase was shamelessly looking at my vagina. I wanted to cover it so bad, but some invisible force held me back. I won't ever be able to explain it. “That explains a shaved pussy?” He asked. He had already grabbed all the stuff in my hands, so I had nothing to fling at him. Lately, he's been getting on my nerves, jokingly or intenti

Emma's POV Chase grabbed me. I was amazed at the amount of strength he had. I knew he frequented the most fancy gyms in the city, and the home gym of late. “So all that late night workout finally paid off, huh?” I asked, tickling him while he carried me like a little girl up the stairs. “You think I train ninety minutes everyday to catch a falling stranger?” He shot back at me. “Oh, so now I'm a stranger?” I asked, with exaggerated hurt. “You can undo that.” He said, winking at me. “Is that not how you kinda see everyone?” We walked past my room and his, and I had begun to wonder where the hell he was taking me. “What does that even mean?” He asked. “You kinda treat people with a long spoon, close enough, but not too close.” I said. He didn't seem too eager to answer that. “Any reasons for that?” I asked him. He threw me over his shoulder to fetch something from his pocket. I looked at what room we'd stopped at, it was Mark's. I didn't have a problem with Chas

Emma’s POV “Chase, look at me.” He just kept on talking and talking. “Chase. Chase. Chase, look at me, look at me.” I brought his face to mine, but it didn't stop him. “Emma. No. I don't want to have to not do this. I'm tired of keeping quiet, being mature, and having my feelings under check. Emma, I have you here with me, and I still miss you. We could be so much more. Contrary to what you think there really is not much to live for. Emma, please. Give you to me, please. Falling for you, Emma, was like falling for grace.” “I don't want to keep imagining what would be if we gave this a chance, I want to live it. Emma, take me to your heaven.” He was out of breath, and for that, I was grateful. “Say something, please.” He pleaded finally. My eyes were moist, and so was my face. Chase never really came out about all this to me. At that point, I knew everything could not be the same. Our lives had changed. But worse than all, I hated feeling lonely. And even in times I felt

Lily's POVWhen I saw how Emma looked, I kinda did an itsy bitsy leap of joy in me. She came in a ride I had been on twice. I always loved the car. I loved it better when Chase rode me in it. “Come out.” I shoved her out. Her eyes were red and swollen and I could tell she was seeing in 360 pixels. I rummaged through the car for the rest of her stuff. Chase's signature cologne was all over the car. It was so strong. I smelled it in my sheets weeks after… I had just stumbled on something when Emma dragged me out, running out of the lot like Chase was after her. It was a jewelry box, a female jewelry box. It was so fucking fancy, frosty and shiny. The box had stone cuts that sent light straight into my eye. It was somewhere below the driver seat. I didn't think Enaa saw it yet. I took the box, but Emma chose that exact moment to drag me, so it fell on the floor somewhere. I thought I'd be able to go back to get it, but Emma needed me. “Emma, what's going on?” I had been d

Emma's POV Lily came back to sit with me, but it was too late. I watched Chase scream at everyone in his way as he approached. I was prepared to get away, but he told the girls in my way to stop me. “Please, please Emma.” We were making a show the crowd was only dying to see. I didn't like it. Chase was embarrassing me, us. “Chase, please.” I had just a little break from crying, and that was the classes. I cried through the night, I cried myself to sleep, same thing when I was preparing for school. “Emma, no. Please. Don't do this to us.” The crowd was ‘oohing’ and “awing”, I had never been in the public eye so much. It looked so similar to the Kevin issue, just that I couldn't run. “We can do this somewhere else.” I said, shaking my head. “No, Emma.” Chase replied. He was already holding my hand in his. I didn't want to embarrass him. What I didn't understand is why he was still doing this after last night. I thought running to me at the car park in the mornin