To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

I laid on my bed since I’d already made up my mind not to come out but my mum’s constant knock on my door made it difficult.

“Ava?” She called as she knocked on the door and I knew she was going to try and open it to get in.

Quickly, I threw the blanket over my head and pretended to be shivering as my mum got in.

“What’s the matter?” She asked, walking over to me and having her seat beside me.

“I have a cold, I think I might have caught the flu.” I explained, sneezing dramatically but my mother only raised an eyebrow as she looked at me.

“Liar, Ava, you know how much I hate lies.”

“But I’m not even…”

“You better stand up from the bed and get ready or you risk having to share your room with Mason when we get back.” My mum threatened and I sprung out of the bed at once.

I would do anything but share the same room with him.

Getting ready and preparing for our trip, I finished dressing up in no time, choosing to dress extremely comfortably in a pair of joggers and a large tee before going to join Mason who started the car as soon as I got in, and then we got going.

Mason and I barely said anything to each other, I had my headphones on to block any form of distraction from him, my stomach growled and when he asked if I was hungry I denied it and told him to mind his own business.

He stopped the car and got some snacks for himself. I felt something drop on my lap and I opened my eyes to see that he got some for me too.

Shoving it aside, “I told you I wasn’t hungry, no one asked you to get a snack for me.” I shot at him and his jaw dropped in confusion at first, and then anger.

“Oh you ungrateful bitch.” He snarled through gritted teeth, taking the snack and taking a huge bite out of it.

“Don’t you dare call me that, if I wanted to get one I would’ve gotten one. I don’t need you to do that for me.” I snarled back at him and he burst out laughing.

“Well, it’s none of my business and you can starve to fucking death for all I care, just don’t die in my car.” He replied and my mouth opened to say something but he turned the radio on as usual and loud music started playing.

Closing my mouth and deciding it isn’t worth it, we both stayed silent until we got to our destination and I couldn’t be any grateful.

The dreadful ride with him has finally come to an end, the only problem was the fact that we were going to have to offload together.

Careful about bumping into each other, we unpacked the stuff and soon there was nothing left to bring out of the car.

Picking up my bag, I made my way up the stairs to look through the rooms. I knew the bigger one would be for the parents so I took another one, it was better than the last.

I dropped my bag and laid on the bed to take a quick nap, the blaring sound of the alarm from my phone jolted me out of my sleep and I looked to see that I’d slept for almost three hours.

Hungry, I got out of bed and picked up my phone to call my mum but all attempts to get through to them didn’t work out as their number didn’t go through.

They’re supposed to be here already, seeing as they said they were going to be riding behind us.

My stomach growled and I walked down the stairs to see if I could get anything for myself. Mason was down there, splayed over the couch but I ignored him as I made my way to the kitchen to find everything still unpacked.

With a sigh, I started unpacking everything, loading the kitchen cupboards and cabinets with things that needed to be in there.

I could hear Mason walk in minutes later and almost immediately, he joined me in stocking the fridge and the taller parts of the cupboard where I obviously couldn’t reach.

Lucky, tall bastard.

Although I enjoyed the fact that he was trying to help, I didn’t tell him that because I knew how proud he would get. Shutting my mouth, we both worked in silence and I took extra care to make sure that none of our body touched each other.

I saw something unusual in the bag and I picked it up to have a close look at it. Not knowing what it was, I kept turning it upside down and I heard Mason’s low laughter when he lifted his head.

If Mason is laughing then this isn’t something I should be touching.

“That’s a condom.” He pointed out and instinctively, I threw it away while gagging, my stomach churned and I remembered my actual reason for coming downstairs in the first place.

I should’ve known what it was.

“That is absolutely disgusting, eww. What’s a condom doing in the bag meant for the kitchen!” I said as I made my way to the sink to wash my hands.

I knew it was none other than Danny and my mum’s hand work and they must’ve kept it in there unknowingly, or had probably left in there, thinking they’d be the ones to offload the bag.

“It really is disgusting.” Mason laughed and I was shocked to my core.

He never agrees to something I say, he’s always countering my opinion and attacking me every little chance he gets but he’d just agreed that the idea of the condom was disgusting.

“Did you just agreed with me?” I asked in disbelief before I could stop myself and he nodded with a small shrug, surprising me further.

“Yes, it’s disgusting to be fair, I mean. Condoms in the kitchen, really?” He finally said and my eyes widened once again.

“What?”

“This is the first time in months that you’ll ever agree to anything I say,” I pointed out, “You usually always have your own opinion and you’d do anything to state it but agreeing with me? You’ve never done that.” I explained and he raised an eyebrow in realisation.

“Well, that’s because you’re right. The idea of the condom isn’t disgusting but the reason why it’s here is, since it’s about our parents having sex.” He continued and then he tilted his head sideways while regarding me when I let out a gagging sound.

“You do know that they do have sex, right?” He asked and I scoffed.

“Of course I do, but that doesn’t mean I’d like to just admit that out loud.”

He nodded his head while murmuring. “Fair enough.”