Stuck between two bad boys

EMILIA’S POV

My back and shoulders hurt like u were hit by a car. I stretched and rolled but fell hard to the ground, it then came to me that I had passed the night on a couch.

“Great!” I muttered as I got up and officially did my morning stretches.

After what had happened at school yesterday, Xavier had always been around me. Not that he made sure everyone notice that I am his stepsister he is ashamed of, but they can all see how he was always glaring at me.

Everywhere I went, I felt his hard stare, burning unto the back of my head like a bullet. Even in class, restroom, in my locker, and in detention, I felt watched. I felt paranoid like someone was after me or coming to get me, of course, it would be Xavier, probably thinking of another prank for me.

Cleaning school toilets is something no one would like to do, I won’t even wish my enemies to do so. It was so strange how Devin was so cold, at first I thought it was because of what happened at lunch until I heard other kids at school whispering what I don’t want to think about.

“He looks too good to be a street fighter” I heard someone mutter as I walked to my class.

After detention and Xavier dropped me off, he went out and didn’t come back. I know he was still angry over what had happened between Devin and me but he still doesn’t have the right over me. He is just my stepbrother and nothing else, even though we kissed by mistake.

The morning breeze still feels cold as it’s still early. A huge surprise! I have never woken up by the time in a long time, the last time I did was when my Mum was moving out of my father’s house.

I asked her what the matter was but she even want to talk about it, not even to lie that everything would be alright as other mothers would do. For all these years I had been with My new family, I still wonder what a family crisis is like.

Mom and my stepfather just look and act so perfect. The same way she was with my dad until she suddenly woke me up one early morning and off we went, to meet a strange man with his extremely Hot son. I couldn’t tell if I overlooked the signals that my parents were not on good terms or they had been pretending all along.

Still yet, Mum didn’t let me get in touch with my biological father again. She changed my phone, gave me my step Father’s last name, and prohibited me from talking about him much more referring to him as my father.

At first, I freak out, I cried all day and locked myself in my room until I became a loner. I know that I am still a child but I deserve some explanations too, I have the right to choose if I want to stay with my Mum that hardly talks to me, or my biological father that gives me whatever I want.

James, My biological father barely smiles at me much more and acts like he is proud of having me as his child but he made sure I get whatever I want even if I don’t need it. He doesn’t treat me like a princess like Charles, My stepdad much more getting to help me steal and buy my favorite hoodies and shorts.

I know he is making me try to like him but I don’t care. It’s literally working and that shouldn’t be a problem at least not now that I prefer to stay alone.

The house seems so quiet.

It could be that Xavier had finished preparing and is waiting in the car.

On getting to the room, I noticed Xavier’s bed looked rough, It means that he actually slept on it. I frowned when I knew what next I had to do, dress the bed and pick up his scattered clothes.

I wish I can cancel the deal we had about me dressing his bed and doing some of his chores for the rest of this week so he won’t tell on me. Even if I complete this week’s task, I have no idea of what to do for the next two weeks as my detention had been increased.

I won’t lie that the days haven’t been going fast. It felt like yesterday was the day I knocked out Gabby and now, I am counting the second day in the second week.

After making his bed look like where a human actually lives, I stepped off my shorts and removed the rubber I used in holding up my hair. It’s been a long I washed it and it’s a bit still too early to be at school, getting it washed and dry would be something that won’t kill me.

I was about to look for my phone to put on the hit track that helps me stay longer and conformable in the bathroom before I realize that I left it on the couch.

“Shit!” I bite my lips immediately.

I am not the kind of person that cuss, especially not like Xavier who cusses like a sailor. At times I wonder what he gains in saying so many bad words.

“A Little fvck you, ‘Fvck me’ won’t kill me” I grinned as I pulled my top off my head.

Going to get my phone with my pants is something I would have done if Xavier is not around. But since he is in the car, getting to let him have a view of my fine butt and boobies would be Christmas for him and I can’t give him.

I squeezed my boobs and groaned in raw frustration at how small I thought they are. Both of them could make one of Eva’s boobies, making me jealous and wanting to make it bigger. My butt was in good shape, I can as well proudly show them off.

I grabbed my towel, put it over my shoulders, and pulled the bathroom door open. A piercing scream escaped my throat as I slammed the door close and hugged myself.

I can’t believe I just saw Xavier completely naked and don’t know what to do. The door burst open as I came face to face with Xavier, he was still completely naked, with water dripping down his hair and the rest parts of his body.

His gaze locked with mine for a second before his hungry eyes began to roam around my body. Not even his usual smirk was on his plain face as he moved a step out of the bathroom towards me.

My eyes followed a sudden movement between his legs were something I didn’t know I would ever see was pointing at me. He was so hard, long, and big that I couldn’t take my eyes off it.

“I am sorry! I am sorry” I shuddered as I blinked, shaking my head was the only thing that brought me back to reality “I didn’t – ”

Before I could say the meaningless thing I have in mind, Xavier grabbed me by my waist and neck and then pulled me closer. Roughly, he smashed his lips on mine, claiming it as it has always belonged to him.

His large palm caress my body until it got to under my boobs, He grabbed it and squeezed it gently. His lips didn’t still leave mine as he braced me to the wall and lowered his palms to my waistband…

“Honieeee!” I heard Mom’s voice from outside “We are home!!!!” She added.