To Hate My Stepbrother

Ava’s POV

As I blinked my eyes open, I saw Mason’s eyes widened and filled up with shock and surprise. I was even taken aback by my abrupt action.

What is going on with me and why on earth did I kiss him?

Getting back to my senses, I pulled my lips from his and pushed him away at once, while my cheeks felt like it was on fire.

I can’t believe I had just kissed Mason! He’s definitely disgusted by me right now.

Why did he also allow me to do that? He could’ve done something to stop me!This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

So many thoughts were currently running through my head and my heart was lodged in my throat.

“GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!” I yelled next, holding my head as I paced around trying to register what I’d just done.

I saw the shocked look on Mason’s face and I just knew that he must’ve been wondering why I kissed him and just dismissed him like nothing happened.

It was my fault, not his. It was my action, not his, so why am I taking it out on him?

I don’t want to see him right now, I don’t want him anywhere around me for now, I just want him out of my sight for now at least. That’s not so hard to ask for.

“You don’t have to yell,” Mason started, his voice piercing through my thoughts and putting a halt to it, “I’ll leave, in fact, I’ll be out till night time so you can have the fucking house to yourself!” He added in a yell.

Why is he getting mad at me?

I didn’t care, I was relieved when he said he was going to leave the house till nighttime. I watched as he stomped out of the hallway and made his way downstairs.

The door banged close after some time and I could tell that he was out of the house already. Not caring about him, I ran back into my room to have a rethink on what I just did.

I just fucking kissed Mason!

I shouldn’t have done that, I shouldn’t have. He’s my stepbrother, what on earth could’ve made me kiss my own stepbrother?!

Trying to shake the thought out of my head. I walked to the sitting room to find the table already set. Shrugging, I sat to eat my food alone and it was uncomfortably silent.

After disposing of the rest food, I went to watch a movie and the house has never been so silent in the past week. Looking around, I silently wished that Mason would just walk right through the door and tell me he changed his mind about leaving the house to me today.

I found myself missing him and wishing he was around. I want him back home so we could argue or fight like we used to.

Anything was better than this silence.

Anything will do, I just want Mason back home and I have no idea how long I can hold on for without seeing him.

Trying my best to concentrate on the movie I was watching, the weather soon started to change and the sky got darker.

Just when I tried to distract myself from thinking about anything horrible, the rain started and it came with a huge thunderstorm.

Fixing my eyes on the TV so I don’t have to show my fear of thunderstorms and just when I was trying my hardest to be strong, the thunderstorm became stronger that it caused a power outage and now everywhere is really dark.

I could hear my own heart beating as if it was about to jump out of my chest. Clutching my chest, I found myself sweating even though it was cold and it got really hard to breathe after a little while.

My vision was getting blurry, I was having another episode of my stupid panic attacks!

The headlight and loud honk of Mason’s car filled the room and I knew he did that to comfort me and let me know he was already outside.

The door opened abruptly and Mason barged in, he was dripping wet when he got to me and I couldn’t be any more happy or comfortable when he pulled me in for a hug.

Clutching him tightly against me, I cried in his embrace and I was grateful when he didn’t pull away. He stroked my hair and patted my back softly instead in a bid to comfort me. His hands were cold but my body responded to it without flinching away.

Everything got darker and the last thing I could remember was Mason picking me up in his arms and going upstairs.

Flickering my eyes open, I looked around to see where I was and that was when I noticed that I’m in Mason’s room, on his bed.

And that was when it struck, like a switch my memories came back and I remembered how he’d brought me into his room and cuddled me so tightly so I wouldn’t have to think about the rain pouring outside.

I shyly smiled at the memory and I turned sideways to look at him, the rain had stopped now but he was still sleeping. He must’ve slept really late from trying to get me to sleep peacefully.

He looks so perfect when he’s sleeping. Instinctively, I traced my fingers across his face, the smoothness of his face while my eyes moved over his eyes and long lashes.

My fingers hesitantly dropped to his lips and they were the perfect set of lips, soft and smooth. I slowly leaned forward to plant a kiss on it just as Mason’s eyes flicked open.

Shocked to my bones, I found myself blinking multiple times while also trying to come up with an excuse as to why my face is awfully close to his right now.

“Will you kiss me now and then shove me away? And run off like you did this afternoon?” He murmured, voice deepened from sleep and I almost choked on my spit while my insides tingled at once.

Taking my hands off his lips and moving my face away from his, I tried to leave the bed when I felt a pull on my arm.

Mason pulled me back and I fell on his hard chest while a gasp got stuck in my throat, “what the hell is wrong with you?” He demanded, eyes narrowed.

“I don’t know!” I answered back in frustration, “I was just being a fool and this was the exact thing that happened with Xander, he kissed me and then he left me, and then…”

“But you know I’m not Xander, I’m Mason.” I was still talking when he cut in.

“Exactly! Which makes it worse.” I responded, because it was the truth.

“Touché,” he murmured, and then he rolled us around before I could get another word out until I was beneath him on the bed and he was hovering over me. I blinked up at him, mouth parted in shock as he spoke next.

“Can I kiss you?” His voice teased my skin as he spoke, breath hitting my jaw and I let out another gasp and silently asked myself what the hell is currently going on.

I gave a tentative nod of my head and Mason closed the distance between us until our lips lightly traced each other, and then he breathed out.

“Let me hear you say it.”

The feeling of his soft lips moving against mine as he spoke was enough to make heat pool in the lower part of my stomach while my cheeks colored some more.

“Um, y- yeah.”

As soon as the words left my mouth, Mason regarded me for a few seconds before closing the tiny distance between us and brushing his lips against mine so featherlightly, and it felt so much like the one we had yesterday’s morning.

His hand grasped my jaw next and I gasped, making our lips slide between each other’s and when Mason moved his lips over mine some more, tracing his tongue over my lips and slightly into my mouth, it made so many shivers run down my spine. When he suddenly sank his teeth into my bottom lip, it made a whimper tumble past my lips at once.

I couldn’t contain my mortification after that and so I pulled away and hid my face in his chest while mumbling half heartedly.

“We shouldn’t be doing this right now, you know?”

Mason didn’t stop me when I rolled away from beneath his body, and off the bed.

He didn’t try to stop me as well, when I exited his bedroom.