My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DABBY:

The journey even got worse for me when mum insisted that we traveled by road, when Mr. Anderson wanted to get flight tickets for everyone. She said the best part of road trips was when we were traveling by road, since the journey was just five hours to our destination.

I could see the anger in his face when she established her own opinion, but she didn’t even care about his expression. She got whatever she wanted most of the time, and it didn’t matter what was going to happen after.NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

Classic music played in the car all through as we traveled, with Mr. Anderson driving steadily on the road without any problems. Mum was enjoying the flow as she ate so much junk food in a few hours, while I was stuck at the back with Damien. He had earpods in his ears that probably played music, and wasn’t minding anyone at all.

You got that right, we were not talking. I was sitting close to the stepbrother that I kissed nights away, and he seemed to be so unaffected by it. He didn’t even seem to remember anything the next day probably because he had drank so much. I remember the moments vividly.

Suddenly he had pulled his lips away from mine when his hands rested on my chest, as he turned away from me immediately. He ambled away from the sight so quickly, before I realized that I was the only one left outside in the cold night.

When I returned back to my room, I sat in front of my dresser for so long reminiscing about what happened. I checked my lips over and over again to see if they were still intact, and bit on them slowly while looking at my face. I couldn’t sleep the entire night.

I was the only one suffocating by the thoughts and imaginations of it, that was haunting my feelings and body in merciless ways. My feelings seemed to be growing stronger too, and I was so scared.

‘You are such a fool Dabby. Why did you hold him back?’

I didn’t want to act like we were being awkward, so I spent the first half of the journey watching short videos on the internet and reels. Soon I started feeling sleepy halfway through the journey.

“Oh my goodness! This is beautiful!” was the loud exclamation that I heard right across my ear, that made me jolt up immediately to realize that the car had finally stopped.

I also realized that I had been leaning and sleepy peacefully on Damien’s shoulder the entire time, and he just remained that way till I quickly separated myself from him. I alighted immediately because we were the only ones left in the car, and followed mum’s direction to see where we had arrived.

The vacation house was so beautiful and luxurious, like the ones I have seen in movies and magazines. It had well constructed still water as the foundation, and the building structures were raised so high with mostly glass as its walls.

It had a huge standard swimming pool, fireplace, terrace, outdoor hot tub and other things that my eyes couldn’t picture at that point. It was the moment that I was lost in the mesmerizing environment, that I realized that mum had entered the house immediately.

“This place is so beautiful! Come up,” She screamed from the open rooftop, and dashed inside almost immediately like a child who was over excited about getting chocolates.

I quickly dragged my box and tried to go inside immediately, ignoring the person that was strolling so gloomy behind me. We were certainly being cold to one another once again, and it was crazy to even think about.

It was going to be so impossible to be free from thoughts of him, if he was going to be around me all the time.

We settled down minutes later, and I was really glad to know that it had three rooms. It would have been worse, if we had split into just two rooms. Damien would never want to stay with his father.

The evening started beautifully when mum served the packaged dishes we brought, and we sat around the fireplace to eat after a long drive. Wines and different drinks were placed on the table for drinking, and our first night out as a family was going great.

Mum and Mr. Anderson seemed to have quite a few things to talk about, while I and Damien just remained quiet throughout the meal. I thought the day was just going to be so silent as it had been, until mum decided to make everything even more uncomfortable.

“Damien,” she called in a very sweet voice, “How good have you been enjoying this new setting. Isn’t it great?” Mum asked, like it was really something exciting to talk about.

“Not bad,” he replied concisely, and I closed my eyes immediately in cringe. I just wished she would allow us to eat peacefully. It was obvious that he wasn’t in the mood.

‘What if he decided to ruin things?’