Stuck between two bad boys

The next morning I woke up angry and sad, I still can’t believe Xavier called last night a mistake. The first time I have ever done it and it happened as a mistake.

Why am I being so dramatic!?

It’s just a kiss and I must have kissed my Mom and My birth Dad before, I even can’t tell how many times I had kissed my step Dad on the chin especially when he buys me a baggy short or ice cream.

The last person I want to see is Xavier so I stayed in bed and nurse my sad self. My lower lips were in my mouth as u suck it hard, the reason was that I don’t want to cry, at least not now.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I can’t be crying over a step jerk!” I said aloud to myself as I stood up from the bed.

I cleaned my nose with the back of my wrist and sniffed making a grunting sound as I walked to the bathroom. I didn’t bother looking in Xavier’s direction because I can’t stand not crying again.

Although I was already in the bathroom something strong kept urging me to look at Xavier, at least let’s lock gaze then I look away angrily. Just like any other person would do I quickly looked out and discovered that he wasn’t even in bed.

His bed still looked neat as I had made it before going to school yesterday and his alarm shows it had rung three hours ago and didn’t get snoozed or off.

At first, I wanted to feel bad, or rather sad. Both sides of my lips dropped, I know I much look like a cry baby as they quivered.

“Is this what heartbreak feels like?” I asked myself in a low whisper as I brushed my teeth.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, practicing what I would say or how would act when I see my stepbrother. It could be he slept on the couch so he would avoid me.

“Leave me alone, Xavier,” I said looking at the mirror “I can’t cry over you, after all, we are siblings that have nothing for each other” I sniffed.

The look on my face made me look more pathetic, the statement alone could tell I am in love with MY STEPBROTHER.

“NO!!!” I screamed “I can’t be in love with Xavier” I rested on the wall and pulled my hair, my wrist accidentally hit the shower and watwer came down my head “SERIOUSLY!!!” I yelled in anger as I stripped.

The cold water served as a quick remedy as I became calm. I let it pour down my back for a while before raising my head to face the shower. Immediately the water rained on my face, memories of Xavier’s fingers in my hair and hands-on my body flashed.

I placed my index finger on my lips as I let the forbidden thought flow. As I had wanted before, I imagined his lips still on mine, kissing as we forget we are siblings.

I cupped both of my breasts and squeezed them together, I refuse to focus on the reality as I imagined my hands were Xavier’s. I whimpered in pleasure and squeezed my thighs together, the sweet sensation kept raising and I hand to move my fingers down to know what it feels like.

Immediately, my finger touched my clitoris, I moaned aloud. I continued rubbing on top of my virginal too scared to put my finger inside. Something like wide fire mixed with pleasure explore my body and I felt something I have not felt before.

Slowly but scared, I let two inches of my finger inside my tight body and shivered. My legs grew weak and I collapsed on the wall, I was about to force more length of my finger when I heard my phone ring.

“Holy smoke!!” I exclaimed as I grabbed my pajamas and run out of the bathroom.

My wet feet went in against my will and slid, I piercing scream left my throat and I fell. I was expecting to fall hard on the floor but it was almost the opposite.

The new floor was still hard but not as hard as I thought, I opened my eyes to see Xavier below and I was on his broad chest.

His left arm was on my back while the right one was placed on my butt. His grip was hard as if he had wanted it or he doesn’t want me to go. Our lips were slightly touching, so close!

I felt something hard from his nudge below my abdomen. I scream, got up then moved away from him, my hands tried desperately to cover my body as my clothes were beside him still on the floor.

Xavier’s expression was something I had not seen before except yesterday when we kissed. His cold yet intense gaze homed on my naked body as I trembled.

I suddenly began to feel cold and all I could wish for is for him to leave. Just like my wish worked, he stood up and turned back. I can see the places his palm over his face as he waited for me to move.

“I just wanted to come to tell you that breakfast is ready and I would be out for the rest of today,” He said, his voice was low like he was whispering “I am sorry for uhmm?!”

He trailed off as if he wasn’t proud of assaulting me!

No one would be, not even myself. I can say he did what he did on purpose for the way his palm gripped my butts could tell he was expecting every bit of what happened.

Quickly I covered my body with my towel and angled myself beside my bed so he won’t be able to see me from the corner of his still hungry eyes.

“About yesterday” Xavier paused for a while, it was like he needs to gather the right words to use before talking “It was a huge mistake and I -”

“Just cut it” I blurted out.

My heart was literally pounding loud in my chest as I bit my lower lips to stop myself from crying.

“Just go away!” My voice came out rough.

It wasn’t what I wanted but I can’t change it, not when Xavier was staring at me with hurtful eyes. I wanted to hug him and laugh about him playing another prank on me but it would be in my dreams.

“After all we are Step siblings that hate each other” I sniffed “If you like don’t come back I don’t fucking care!!”

Well that came out rough because I have not used ‘f’ words before, not I haven’t really used it but I am not a fan of it.

That’s it, I said the truth about how I feel now, I fucking hate him and he is nothing but an annoying stepbrother I hate with a passion, not the boy I hate to love.

I can feel how disappointed he is as he walked out, he stopped on reaching the door.

“I said go!!!” I broke down “Go away, please!!”

The rest came out as a mumbled, I can’t believe I finally cried for him.