Stepbro (3 page)

I ran to my room and slammed the door as hard as I could. My breathing was labored. I was absolutely enraged at him. How could he act that way? Just then my cell phone started ringing. I took it out of my purse and saw that Josh was calling. I pressed the call button and answered. “Hi, Josh.”

“Hey Kate, I'm sorry about last night. Can I make it up to you?” All he wanted was sex. Which I was all to eager to give him after the fight with Abel. Even after our not so great first time, I still needed to release all this tension.

“I'll need to sneak out. Are your parents still gone?”

“Yep! They'll be gone all week. We'll have the house all to ourselves.” I could imagine him winking on the other end.

“Okay, I'll call you when I'm on my way.” I pushed the end button on my phone and set it down. I looked at the clock and it was only five P.M. I wouldn't be able to sneak out until at least eleven at night. What was I going to do for six hours?

I tried relaxing on my bed and reading a book. I had been trying to get through Gone with the Wind. It was a beast of a book and I had been working on it for years. I guess I got too easily distracted by other things. It didn't help that I had to read a dozen other books for school. Didn't leave much time for leisure reading.

I lay on my plushy pillows and dived into the book. I found that it was difficult to concentrate. My mind was still cloudy with anger. Every sentence my eyes passed over, was forgotten immediately. I tried changing positions but nothing would help. I wished that I could go screw Josh right now. That would definitely clear my mind.

But why wait? I closed the book and set it on my nightstand. Gone with the Wind and Scarlet would have to be postponed again. I got up and made sure my door was locked. I didn't want Abel to walk in on me. I undressed and slipped under the covers. The bed was cool and felt nice against my warm skin. My hand traveled south, passing my stomach until I reached my womanhood. I rubbed myself, thinking of Josh taking me in the back seat of his car. The rush of pleasure was exciting. My worries of the day were already forgotten.

Josh ripped off my clothes and penetrated me with his meaty erection. I imagined him a lot bigger than he actually was. He filled me up and began fucking me. I remembered him forcing himself on me and my mood was ruined.

Abel popped into my head. I pictured him walking through the door and catching me in the act. He was overcome with lust and desire. He ripped the covers off the bed and mounted me. His spear was as big as a tree trunk. He shoved his cannon inside of me and fucked me hard. His strong hands held my thighs as he pummeled my tight pussy.

I was so wet that I was fingering myself and rubbing my clit with my other hand. I put more fingers inside me, stretching me even further. The pleasure was so intense. I had to bite my lower lip to keep myself from moaning. My muscles tensed up. I was so close.

I quietly moaned. My orgasm was like a shock wave of ecstasy running through my body. I vibrated on the bed like the earth was quaking. My toes pointed forward and I let the pleasure wash over me. I imagined my Abel pulling out and spreading his seed all over my breasts. The pleasure was almost too much too handle.

And in a flash, it was over. My body quaked from the aftershocks but it was over. I lay still in bed, staring at the ceiling. I couldn't believe I just touched myself to my Abel. That was so wrong! But why did it feel so good? Maybe my desire for a real man was bigger than I thought. I shook my head to forget about it and fell blissfully asleep.

After my nap it was time to go see Josh. I wasn't as wound up as before but I still needed a good fucking. I just hoped that Josh would be able to fulfill my needs. I got up and went to my closet to pick out an outfit. I really wanted to blow his socks off. I found a short plaid skirt and paired it with a white button-down shirt. I hoped Josh liked schoolgirls. I chose not to wear any underwear. He was going to love that. We could get straight to fucking.

I spent the rest of the time putting on my makeup and fixing my hair. I had to wait until my Abel was asleep. For all I knew he was already in bed. But I couldn't chance opening the door and finding out. If he saw me, he would know that something was up. Once eleven clicked over, it was time to go. I packed my purse and went to my window. I opened it up quietly and took the screen out. The cool air sent a shiver down my spine. I was going to need a jacket. I went to the closet and got a nice blue wool sweater.

I went back to the window and looked down. The last time I sneaked out was in junior high school. Back then, I was more fearless. Getting injured wasn't a possibility. But now, I looked down at the ground outside and it seemed so far away. Luckily there was a small part of the roof underneath my window that sloped down. I could slide my way to the edge and then hang off. It would be a long drop down but I would fall onto grass.

I bent over and climbed halfway out. The cold breeze blew up my skirt and goosebumps formed on my thighs. I inched my way down the roof and grabbed the edge. I slowly lowered myself down and hung by my finger-tips. I looked at the grass below and planned my fall. I let go and crashed to the ground, falling right on my ass.

Nobody noticed me. I crept to my car and started it. I didn't turn on my headlights until I was safely away.

I arrived at Josh's place and his eyes widened at my short skirt. He instantly took me in his arms and kissed me hard. His hands wandered down and played with my ass under the skirt. “Let's go to my room.”

Josh went to close the door and a hand pushed through, revealing Abel.

“Who the fuck are you?” Josh asked.

Abel was full of rage. “Her stepbrother.” His fist flew through the air, connecting with Josh's jaw and knocking him to the ground.

The color drained from my face. Abel continued to punch Josh while he was down. “Stop it, Abel!” I yelled.

Blood dripped off his fists as he stood up. “Get in my car, Kate.”

I stepped away from him and he clenched his fists again. I didn't want to cross him. I stepped over Josh's limp body and went to Abel's Dodge Charger. I sat down in the passenger seat as I waited for Abel, my eyes wet with tears.

What was he still doing in there?

Abel stalked out of the house and got into the car. His anger was clearly visible. “I'm telling Mom and Dad about all this.”

I opened my mouth to fight back but thought better of it. I didn't want to make him more furious.

My mom's eyes went big as Abel told them the news when we got home.

I looked back outside. I thought maybe I should just make a run for it. I knew that it would only make matters worse though. I was caught red-handed. There wasn't anything I could say to get myself out if it.

Why did Abel have to be such an asshole?

My stepdad motioned for me to sit down at the dinner table. “Your mom and I don't like when you lie to us. If you have a new boyfriend then you need to tell us.”

My stepdad went on and on, boring me to tears by his speech.

“You guys never cared before. Why do you care now?” I sneered.

“Breaking curfew once or twice isn't a big deal. Lying to us is a very big deal,” my mom added.

Abel stood in the corner with his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes were still full of anger and the knuckles on his hands were bruised and bloodied.

“You're grounded, Kate,” my stepdad said.

“You're not my real father!”

“As long as you live here, you're going to follow my rules. Now, go to your room! You're grounded until your mother and I say otherwise!”

I looked at my mom and her face didn't waver.

“Fine!” I pounded my fists on the table and stood up. I walked by Abel and slapped him on the cheek. “Don't you ever do that to me again.”

Abel rubbed his cheek and didn't say a word.

I slammed my bedroom door shut and sat down on my queen bed, huffing and puffing. I was furious at him, my face flush with rage. How could Abel treat me like that? I took a few deep breaths to calm myself down. I looked over at the clock—it read two in the morning. I only had four hours until school started. I got undressed and slipped under the covers.

I turned off the lamp on the nightstand and lay down. I was still reeling after my argument with my family. I tried to close my eyes but I was too wired. I didn't see myself getting much sleep that night. I had to get my mind off of Abel or else I'd be up until dawn.

The next day, I tried to forget all about the night before. Dwelling on my punishment wasn't going to make anything better. I went to school and was not ready for the shitstorm that was about to arrive.

I was at my locker getting out my chemistry book when Josh came over. His face was a bloody pulp.

“Oh my God, Josh. I can't believe he did this to you.” I raised my hand to caress his face but he flinched away.

“When were you going to tell me you had a psycho stepbrother?”

“I'm sorry, Abel's just really protective of me.”

“Well I can't be around you anymore.”

“Oh come on, Josh, you can't let my stepbrother control us.” I grasped his hand in mine. A small cast was wrapped around his index finger.
Did Abel break one of his fingers while I was in the car?

“I'm sorry, Kate.” Josh let go of my hand and walked away.

I kept my head held high as I walked through the halls. I'd never been broken up before. I got to my Chem class and took a seat. Everyone in the room was staring at me. It seemed everyone in school heard the conversation in the hallway. I kept my head down for the rest of the class and tried not to make eye contact with anyone.

After class, I walked through the crowds of kids whispering about me. My very public breakup with Josh was today's hot gossip but I didn't let it get to me. I knew that everyone would be onto something new tomorrow.

During lunch, I hung out in an empty classroom. I just didn't want to deal with all the talking behind my back in the cafeteria. I sat at one of the tiny wooden desks and thought about my life choices. I needed to graduate so I could escape from here. I only had a few months left of high school anyway.

After school, a group of my friends spotted me outside, walking towards my car. “Hey Kate! What the hell happened today?” Jennifer yelled from across the parking lot. Jennifer was the blonde prude in our group. She was always criticizing my decisions. The last thing I wanted was to talk to her. I quickly opened my door and jammed the key into the ignition. My tires squealed as I peeled out and raced out of the parking lot.

I knew right away that I didn't want to go home. I drove aimlessly through town listening to the radio. Cyndi Lauper's Time After Time blasted through the speakers. I wished that I could speed up time and go to college. I just wanted to start fresh.

After a couple hours of driving, I found myself pulling into the driveway at home. I was so zoned out, I had no idea I was driving to my house. I sat in my car with the engine still running. It was just about dinnertime and my mom was probably setting the table. I couldn't stay in my car forever. I hesitantly turned the car off and went inside.

The smell of burnt meatloaf and black smoke emanated from the kitchen. I walked in to see my Abel wearing an apron and waving away smoke from the oven. “What happened?!” I yelled. I rushed over, ready to help.

He coughed before he could reply. “Mom and Dad went out and left me in charge of dinner.” He showed me the baking sheet with the burnt to a crisp meatloaf. “Sorry, it looks like I'm going to have to order take out. Pizza okay?”

“Yeah that sounds good. Order the pizza and I'll clean up.” I was still furious at Abel but the sight of him cooking was too hilarious to ignore. I tossed the meat brick into the trash and opened the window to air out the smoke.

After he was finished ordering, we both sat down at the dinner table to await the arrival of the delivery boy. I couldn't help but laugh at his lame attempt at cooking.

“Hey! I slaved away in the kitchen for that meatloaf,” he responded to my laughter.

“Yeah well, I think you need some more practice,” I giggled.

The pizza guy came about twenty minutes later which was unfortunately well within the “Thirty minutes or less or your pizza is free” slogan. The delivery guy was kind of cute but my mind was elsewhere. We dove into the pizza, scarfing it down as fast as possible. I didn't even realize I was that hungry until we had eaten the entire thing. So much for eating healthy.

My stepbrother and I talked for awhile, cracking jokes and having a good time. It was honestly the first time we ever got along. It's like everything that happened the night before was washed away.  My feelings were changing towards him. Abel was prepared to do whatever it took to get me. Even if that mean beating the living shit out of my boyfriend.

Abel crushed the pizza boxes and threw them in the trash. “I'm going to go take a shower. I'm still all sweaty from my kitchen disaster.”

“Okay, thanks for the pizza!” I was actually sad to see him go. Things were going so well between us. Abel went upstairs and left me alone in the kitchen with my thoughts. I couldn't seem to get him out of my head. I could feel my body getting warm—wet between my thighs. I needed to get up to my room and touch myself right away.