To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

Xander left for his house since it was getting late already and I also couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss.

It wasn’t what I’d imagined, I smiled as I rolled over on the bed and I almost gagged when I remembered my first kiss. It was prom night and we were in my date’s car when we kissed.

He used too much of his tongue and it almost seemed as though I was being fed his saliva. I expected the kiss to be passionate and sweet but instead it was rough and horrible.

My date back then wouldn’t stop caressing me, which made me extremely uncomfortable that I had to end the kiss and leave at once.

My friend said it was going to be a beautiful feeling but I had felt nothing but disgust during that kiss.

This kiss with Xavier was really different. It was better than the last kiss I had.

He didn’t try to cup my breast or touch me inappropriately, he’d only held my chin and placed his soft lips on mine, and it had felt extremely nice. I felt an emotional release within me and I had no idea what it was.

He kept his hands to himself and he was gentle enough to ask me if I wanted him to stop, if it weren’t for the ringing of his phone then we might’ve even gone further than just kissing.

I picked up my phone to call Nicole but she didn’t pick up when it rang. Dumping my phone back on the bed, I sank into it as I let different thoughts run through my mind.

Does this kiss mean something to him?

Are we dating now?

Does it mean I’m… special?

I had so many questions and I mentally slapped myself as I brought myself back to order, I won’t talk about my questions with him and have him feeling like I had no sense of pride.

Finally shrugging it off, I decided I was going to watch a movie to keep my mind busy right now because thinking about the kiss too much might make me go crazy.Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Ugh, yes, fuck me.” I heard when I put on the movie and for a moment I thought it was coming from the TV but I was so sure that I didn’t put any erotic movie on because I don’t watch it.

“Mason,” I heard moments later, making me let out a long sigh.

I should’ve known.

He’s back with his usual stupid lousy sex. I tuned the TV louder but that still didn’t stop the sound from getting into my room and that got me annoyed even more.

“You know what, I’m sick of this. I’m done.” I said to myself as I stood to make my way to Mason’s room but I stopped when I got to the door.

What if he comes out naked this time?

What do I want to say to him? My cheeks flushed in embarrassment as I turned back and returned to my bedroom, remembering what he’d called me earlier today.

Going to Mason would only bring even more trouble for me so I just decided to leave him alone while I turned the volume up louder to the maximum sound.

The torturing sound that pierced my ears didn’t stop but I managed to watch my movie to the end without getting angrier.

I turned to studying and that was when I knew that he was doing this intentionally because I have no idea how he could go on fucking for that long.

Picking up my headphones, I placed it on my ear and continued studying but I was unable to assimilate anything and I finally gave up.

“Son of a bitch.” I muttered before placing my pillow on my head as I tried to catch some sleep.

The sound of doors slamming and the light that illuminated my room jolted me awake. It was morning already and I had no idea.

I stood to make my way downstairs and that was when I saw Mason, he was also heading in the same direction and even though I couldn’t bring him to order yesterday, I’m going to give him a piece of my mind now.

“Hey, dickface,” I called and he turned to look at me with a bored expression on his face. God, I hate that look so much because it didn’t look bad on him like it does on me.

Bastard.

“What do you want from me so early in the morning?” He demanded as he folded his arms around his middle.

“I’d walk on hot coal before wanting something from you,” I scoffed, “I’m only here to warn you. Keep it down when you’re fucking your sluts or you risk me reporting your shenanigans to your dad.” I warned and he laughed.

“You had a guest over yesterday, right? Did you see me come to disturb you or talk about it the way you blab around about me like a child?” He asked and my eyes opened wide as my jaw dropped.

Did he come inside my room when I was kissing Xander?

“Nothing happened between us.” I immediately said in a bid to defend myself and Mason’s laughter only grew louder.

“When did I say something happened?” He asked with a raised eyebrow and I coughed dryly.

“Don’t try to change the topic, this isn’t about me,” I immediately said, “This is about you and your loud sex, I really am warning you to tune it down one last time.” I added.

“I couldn’t study at all last night because of how fucking loud it was and…” I was still talking whenI trailed off in confusion when Mason closed the distance between us and shoved me backwards before I could get a word out.

Next, Mason placed one hand on the side of the wall, caging me against the wall and my mouth suddenly dried up, while my heartbeat accelerated.

What the fuck he doing?

Swallowing my spit really hard, I tried not to feel unnerved even though I already am.

“Why? Are you jealous?” He taunted with a laugh and I swallowed again, blinking a couple of times and trying to to focus on how stupidly nice his voice sounds, “Do you perhaps wish you were one of those girls I fuck, huh? Are you only feeling bad because you’ll never be one of them?” He added and I instantly got irritated.

How dare he?

Shoving him away with all my strength, I gave him one last warning and a dirty glare while my cheeks were blazing red before leaving the hallway and as I left, I could hear the echoing sounds of his laughter that made me hiss in irritation.

I hate him so much and I just wish he would stop dead.