Semua Bab Bullied by my Stepbrother : Bab 11 - Bab 20

I woke up to sunlight burning my eyes, and my heart immediately dropped. Late. I was late. I shot up from the bed, my mind scrambling. My phone. Where was my phone? Oh, right. Noah had it. I groaned, kicking off the tangled sheets and stumbling to my feet.The floor was cold under my bare feet as I rushed downstairs, my breath coming in short, panicked bursts. The clock on the wall glared at me: 7:30. Thirty minutes. I had thirty minutes to get to school. My stomach twisted. Shower. Clothes. Bag. Go. I could do this.The shower was a blur of scalding water and hurried movements. I didn’t have time to care about how I looked, but my hands trembled as I scrubbed at my skin, trying to wash away the lingering unease from last night. I threw on the first dress I found. It was a simple black one that clung to my frame. I grabbed my bag and turned to leave. My eyes landed on Noah’s door. It was opened slightly. I paused, my hand hovering over the doorknob. He must have already left. But th

I looked away, my fingers twisting the hem of my dress. I didn’t know what to think. Deep down, I didn’t want to believe he was capable of something like that, but the evidence was right there, staring me in the face.“I thought as much,” he said, his voice heavy with something I couldn’t quite place. He stood up and walked toward the door without looking back.I watched him go with my heart pounding in my chest. Why was I even considering following him? Why did I care so much?“Shit,” I muttered under my breath. Before I could stop myself, I was on my feet, running after him.I caught up to him just as he was about to enter the boys’ changing room. Then he was halted by a hot blonde. He shoved her to the side and continued walking.“Babe! You’ve been avoiding me for weeks now! What’s wrong?” “What part of we’re done don’t you understand?” He says turning around sharply. His eyes were filled with rage and something else… pain. “You can’t just dump me babe… I know you’ll get over it

I swallowed the lump that grew in my throat. She didn’t see me come out of the changing room, did she? Oh Rosalie, what mess have you gotten yourself into.“You think you can catch his attention. But let me break it to you, sweetie: he’s never going to notice you. You know why? Because he’s mine.”I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding. Shit, that was close.She let out a sharp, mocking laugh as her fingers brushed against the collar of Noah’s jersey as if to emphasize her claim. “Though I have to admit, it’s kind of cute. I like the idea of my boyfriend having fangirls.”Her gaze flicked over my shoulder, and her smirk faltered for a split second. I turned to see Noah approaching. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes were locked on me. The blonde recovered quickly, plastering on a sugary smile as she rushed toward him.“Baby, there you are! I was waiting in the parking lot, but you took forever. I thought I’d come find you.” She reached for his arm, but he sideste

His voice was quieter now. He sounded almost defeated.This was the first time he’d mentioned her. I had no idea who she was, and I didn’t even know the victim was a girl. My mind spun with questions, but I didn’t dare ask. Instead, I whispered, “Did you tell them what happened? What even happened exactly?”He didn’t answer. Instead, he flung open the back door and pulled out a bottle of liquor. He unscrewed the cap and started drinking, gulping it down like it was water. I watched him, my fear mixing with a strange sense of pity. Without thinking, I stepped forward and snatched the bottle from his hands.“What the fuck!” he yelled, his eyes blazing.“What are you doing?” I shot back, holding the bottle tightly.“Drinking my burden away before you snatched it,” he snarled.“It’s not going to take the burden away,”My voice was firmer now. I dropped the bottle on the car with the liquid sloshing inside.“And you’re not going to fucking drink and drive,” I added, crossing my arms.He

Rosalie’s POVNow I’m sure Noah is running mad. How can he just barge into my room without knocking? Like he just threatened me with a knife a few minutes ago. I kept my back pressed against the headboard, refusing to flinch as his shadow swallowed the space between us. I continued to stare at him. I wasn’t going to back down, and I’m definitely not going to give him the phone. The phone burned under my mattress like a live wire. But I can’t give him yet. Not until I get rid of my pussy picture. I had planned to give the guy at the video game store beside the old house to break into it. I’ve tried guessing his password but I have no luck."You think I have a gun?" He took another step forward, smelling like trouble and that stupid expensive cologne.My laugh came out sharper than I intended."Can you blame me? You dragged me to a deserted road with a knife. A gun's not exactly a stretch."That dark chuckle of his slithered down my spine. "Why'd you even get in the car then?""Beca