My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DAMIEN:

Dad came back home with the boxes they had taken on the trip, and we barely even talked like people who had not seen each other in days. He called Joanne to know if there was anything that she would need, and that was how I knew that Dabby had been transferred to another hospital under dad’s family name.

He asked if I would like to go and see how she was doing, but I rejected the offer saying that I wanted to do an assignment. The thought that I actually left her home without caring to know if she was okay, haunted me in some kind of ways.

‘She could have died.’ My mind constantly whispered to me and I scoffed aloud.

They came back home and it wasn’t hard to hear from my room, because the house had become more rowdy with everyone back home. I knew I was going to hate it so much, because Dad was going to have so much to talk about.

It was time for dinner already, and I knew that it would be a family dinner which we have not had in months. In the past, we usually ordered food differently and ate differently. There were also two chefs that came to the house to prepare food five times in a week, which made eating together even easier to avoid.

Joanne called me for dinner from the stairs, and I took extra minutes in getting ready before I came. I was trying to be a good son, because I didn’t want dad to throw a fit and say annoying words. Not in front of the new family. I hated that he had come back home. Problems would start again.

And his first offense in just a few hours of returning back home, was mentioning the fact that I was really picky with food instead of trying to correct my disorder. I noticed that Dabby looked at me the moment he said that, and mortification slammed on my face real hard.

I was the perfect guy at school, and I shouldn’t be soiled with my flaws in Dabby’s presence. There was no way I would not become vulnerable to her being a new member of the family. I hated it so much. So, much.

As I tried to eat more of the food, it tasted so palatable and my stomach could take it. And even my senses and taste bud could tell that it tasted like Dabby’s cooking. It was really crazy how I could eat it without much difficulty.

The entire time, I noticed that Dabby was looking at me which made it kind of difficult to eat fast. When she passed the jug of water to me, it felt so crazy that she almost jumped when she passed the jug of water. She was acting really creepy.

I was the first to leave the table before anyone else, and I made my way into my room without saying anything. Nothing was feeling right any longer, since dad was back into the house. With his careless talking, there was no way Dabby wouldn’t find out too much about me. It bothered me so much.

The lights were off already to indicate that it was time to sleep, and it was really hard to close my eyes even if I tried. My worries about the relationship I had with couldn’t leave me any longer, especially for the fact that we no longer lived alone.

I moved from the bed to sit by my window with my MacBook to continue my work, but it was even harder to concentrate on anything at all. Staring at the crystal clear waters of the pool, I dropped everything I was doing and picked a swim pants.

When I entered the pool, the water was so cold that I wanted to jump out immediately. Soon, I circled in and out of the, by doing the different styles of swimming that I had learnt after adjusting to the temperature.

And down I went into the water and squatted down the pool for minutes, to see how much I could remain in water without breathing for a long while with my eyes closed. When I couldn’t hold it again, I swam towards the pool edge, and popped out of the water only to see someone before me. It couldn’t be any other person.

She wanted to scream as soon as my eyes came in contact with hers, and I held her mouth immediately from saying anything. Dad and her mum would be in their room by that time, and would be alarmed if they heard any triggering noise from outside.

If they see both of us in that position, they could get wrong ideas and I would never want to put myself in that disgusting situation. Dad knew that I flirted with so many girls, and he could say things that would even severe our relationship the more. We weren’t doing well already.

She was staring at me so intently, and I frowned immediately. I wondered what she was doing outside and in the pool that night, just the same time I wanted to have my peace. She was everywhere, and wouldn’t learn from mistakes too. It was the same place where she almost died last week.

When I saw that she had comported herself already and calmed down, I dropped my hand from her lips, “What are you doing here?” I asked in a grumpy voice, and she was just batting her eyelashes uncontrollably like a controlled doll.

“I… I was finding it hard to sleep. I really didn’t know you were here. I am sorry,” she responded in a voice that was barely audible, and it made me angry even more to know that she was talking like that. I was just getting irked by the littlest things.

“You are everywhere, and it really sucks. Just stay in your room or leave!” I yelled at her face and she jumped in fear.

“I didn’t mean to inconvenience you. I am so sorry,” she apologized over and over again, which made me shake my head in frustration.

‘Did she have to get intimidated everytime?’

I leapt out of the pool without saying anything to her again, and walked to where the pool chairs were, to pick up the towel I had brought alongside with me. Since she had come to disrupt me already, I didn’t have any reason to keep swimming.

Dabby shrieked immediately at the sight of my half-naked body when I walked before her, and used both of her hands to cover her face instantly, which made me huff in disdain. She could never like a normal girl.

“You seriously are so annoying. You cannot even stand the sight of a man in swim pants?! What side of the world did you grow up at?” I moved closer to where she was standing, and asked her questions that I didn’t need answers to.

I wanted to taunt her so much by my presence, and see what she would do if I got too close. If she wasn’t used to things like that, then I would make her.

Dabby got even more startled and retreated backwards a bit when I got close, and I matched every of her steps to the back. Her green eyes didn’t stop looking right into mine as I moved closer, and they showed fear, and extreme nervousness.

I didn’t realize that she wasn’t minding her step as she moved back, and her left leg made it take another step backward. She was at the edge of the pool already, and the next step she would take was going to plunge her into the large body of water.

My right hand grabbed her by the waist so quickly before she would fall, as her eyes widened in shock of danger realization. I pulled her back to myself before she would end up putting both of us in a spot, if she falls or make both of us fall.

Her face rested on my bare chest the moment she balanced back, and it shocked me too because I didn’t expect that. I was expecting her to remove her face, as soon as she realized that she wasn’t going to fall.

However, her face remained buried into my rock hard chest, like she wasn’t going to pull away again. I didn’t push her back either, the way I would have aggressively done in my usual way. I just allowed her to do whatever she wanted.

She raised her face slowly from my chest after minutes had passed, and brought her face to look into mine immediately instead of separating from me finally. She was looking at me weirdly, and I wondered what was going on. She suddenly leaped on her toes.

‘What the heck was Dabby doing?’