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F O R T Y - E I G H T
MercyCrownThis is probably the longest chapter I’ve written on this book. Buckle up as we’re now going deeper into the story. Do leave me a gem (and a review) if you enjoyed the super long chapter.
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My Stepbrother F O R T Y - N I N E
ELIZABETH. My breathing quickens, the hand gripping the phone shaking as I continue to gape at the picture. It was back in his classroom, and you can’t see our faces from this angle, but James is between my thighs, my leg is pressed to his chest, his hand wrapped around my ankle, and his head hanging as he mashed his lips to my leg while I have one hand buried in his hair with my hair covering my face. I remember this exact moment. And the sound of my moans mixed with his rings in my head as the image replays in my head in the form of a brief tape. I swallow, my finger wandering messily across the screen and my heart clutching at the realization that someone had seen us. And not only were we caught, but they took a picture too. Who could it be? "Elizabeth?" I raise my head to James at the call of my name. "Is everything alright?" He asks, and I turn my screen to him without a word. At first, he stares at it confused, his brows creased, then the second he pieces everything togethe
My Stepbrother F I F T Y
ELIZABETH.I remove my eyes from hers, and I furrow my brows when I see the content inside the box. "It’s pant–" I gasp once I step close enough to get the entire look of the package.Oh my God. Is that a…I lift my head, my jaw dropped as I meet my mom’s eyes again, and the horrifying look on her face tells me everything I need to know; it’s a damn vibrator. Why did she order a vibrator?"I– what?" I stammer, at a loss for what to say, and she closes the box as she turns to me. She cocks out her hip and rests a hand on it, a questioning look on her face as she stares at me. "I didn’t order this. Why does it have my name on it?""I don’t know. I– didn’t. I’m not sure." My eyes go to the box again, and I wet my lips. I don’t remember ordering that. I’ve never ordered something like that, so why’s it here? Maybe Gabriel ordered it for her? I internally groan at the thought of my mom wearing that and Gabriel using the… Please, stop."You might want to explain in coherent words, young lady
My Stepbrother F I F T Y - O N E
ELIZABETH.Everything I’ve been trying to prevent is happening in front of me right now, and I’ve never felt more vulnerable. I hear every pump of my blood to my heart as my body trembles at where I stand, my eyes fixed on Mom’s angry ones. I’ve never seen them that angry, and it feels as though she’s about to explode– do more than just stare at me with the picture in her hand.The picture. My eyes go to the hand she has up, and I squint at it to take a better look; it’s a different image from the ones that were sent to me. In this one, I’m pressed against a bookshelf, and my head is thrown back to it, the pleasure I felt at that moment unmistakable on my face. My legs are wrapped around James’ waist, and he has one hand underneath my school skirt while both of mine are on his chest. I remember this moment, and it’s just recently. We thought everyone was busy, and the library was quiet, so we snuck one out. But it was a make-out. Nothing more than that. Not that it saves me from the wr
My Stepbrother F I F T Y - T W O
ELIZABETH.I didn’t see James till I went back to bed last night. I waited for almost an hour before I was taken by sleep.And this morning, he’s still not here.I shut his door with a frustrated sigh; the sound making a noisy slam that echoes down the empty hallway.I’m starting to get more than worried. This had never happened before, so why would he suddenly disappear from the house without telling me? Where could he possibly be?I turn away after another glance at his closed door and make my way toward the stairs. Each step down makes my heart thump in my chest, dread filling me at the possible ways my morning could go, and with James’ absence, I hate it even more.I arrive at the end of the staircase and pull my lips into my mouth before I find the courage to drag my feet forward, jumping when a body appears out of nowhere and I almost crash into the side. I lift my gaze and swallow when I meet Mom’s eyes. She’s dressed for work, her lips pressed into a thin line, and the look in
My Stepbrother F I F T Y - T H R E E
ELIZABETH. “I didn’t think you’d want to stay behind.” James laughs as I sit at his desk. He shifts his chair back a bit, the metal scraping against the tile and echoing across the room, the noise louder than usual because of how empty the entire school is. It ended about twenty minutes ago, and I convinced James to stay for a while. While he’s currently studying, it isn’t exactly what I have in mind. James opens his legs and keeps my feet pressed between them. I smile as I drop my hands on his shoulders, lowering my head because of the leveled distance. He drops his hands on my thighs, and they slip underneath my skirt as his pupils dilate. "What do you want?" He whispers, his eyes roaming mine, and I teasingly pull my lips between my teeth, basking in the reaction he gives. "Elizabeth." He groans, and my lips stretch, but I’m quick to hide it. "What?" He raises his neck. "We’re alone, and something tells me you didn’t ask to stay behind just to study." "Maybe I don’t want to go
My Stepbrother F I F T Y - F O U R
ELIZABETH.James stammers, which only further raises my suspicion. "What? Um— no. What did you hear?""Nothing," I respond, eyes narrowed in his direction. "But you were speaking lowly. Makes me wonder who it is."His lips curl into a smile, and he slides his phone into his back pocket as he closes the distance between us with long strides. His hands snake around my waist once I’m within arm’s length, and he presses me to his chest, the earlier hesitance and uneasiness in his stance fading as he gazes down at me. "It’s not a girl, if that’s what you’re worried about.""I didn’t say it’s a girl." I roll my eyes in response, and James chuckles before he lowers his head to close his lips over mine. I wrap my hands around his forearms, moaning into his mouth, but he’s quick to pull away. "It’s one of the guys. He was telling me something private.""I see." I hum, eyes trailing down his chest. The answer he offers doesn’t approximate his earlier reaction, but deciding he has no reason to l
My Stepbrother F I F T Y - F I V E
ELIZABETH. I stare in bewilderment, my gaze flickering between James and Zara. She has a small smile on, her brown eyes glimmering with cordiality as she steps further inside the room. She looks way prettier than the picture of her James showed me. Her brown hair extends over her shoulders and she has a small face. I can see where James got his unblemished skin from because this woman has absolutely no pores. "Hi! Elizabeth, right?" I’m stunned when my name leaves her mouth and I meet Mom’s eyes before I look back at her and nod swiftly. "Yeah. Um, hello." She crosses over the room and rounds the couch until she’s standing feet away. "I’m Zara. James' mom. I think he mentioned a thing or two about you." She explains as her smile widens, revealing her perfect set of white teeth. I gaze back at James who’s still standing awkwardly by the door and he refuses to meet my eyes, though I have a feeling he can feel them piercing through him. "It’s nice to meet you, Zara," I respond politel
My Stepbrother F I F T Y - S I X
ELIZABETH. "Oh." I mouth and lick my lips, tearing my gaze away from hers so she doesn’t see the disappointment and a second gloom in my eyes. When I return my eyes to hers, I say, "That’s what you want?" "Yeah." She nods as she removes her hands from my shoulder. "I don’t think I can stay here any longer. I moved us here in the first place so we can start a new life, a happy one hopefully, but now a sad memory has been made. I’d be reminded of that every second I spend here and I don’t want to, so we should return home. To ma." She puts on a smile as she takes my left hand and covers her palm over it. "And your dad." "Right." I swallow as I struggle to find the right words. Obviously, I know she’s hurt and I feel terrible for her too, but I didn’t think she’d want to move states. And it’d be a lie to say I don’t feel sad about that. Or that my heart doesn’t break at the thought of not seeing James again. I still haven’t heard his side of the story and the willingness of wanting to
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