My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DABBY:

I felt hurt by the way Damien acted, especially with the fact that we just settled a misunderstanding minutes ago. But there was no way that I was going to give another chance for a fight.

I returned to the kitchen to pack every plate that we used, and put off the lights in the living room before going to Damien’s room. He didn’t lock his room when I tried to open it, and he was sitting on his bed looking so sad.

“Damien. You don’t want to talk about what is wrong with you? I am here to listen to what you have to say,” I took my seat on the chair that faced his bed, while trying to get him to talk to me. He appeared sad and suddenly distressed, which made me feel bad too.

He wasn’t answering, and just remained in the position where he sat. He looked like he was thinking badly too, and wasn’t ready to reply to my questions. I wasn’t going to give up either.

“Damien. Aren’t you going to talk to me? Come on. Say something…….”

“Can you please go, Dabby? We’ll talk tomorrow,” he repeated the same thing that he did downstairs, and I frowned immediately at the hearing of that. I hated that he was pushing me away.

“You don’t have to push everyone away every time you face a problem. You can share it and stop being closeted. I can help you!” I was getting worked up already that he wasn’t ready to talk to me, even if I had no idea that I was getting information for him the right way.

“It is my problem! It is my, problem and my worries. You shouldn’t try to barge in, and expect me to just tell you,” he retorted in a comported manner with a hurt tone, which even got me more angry.

“Fine. I have become the stranger in your life, right? I am trying to pry too much, when I should just sit down and watch you hurt? Is that what you want me to do, Damien?” I asked him the moment I stood on my feet, and faced him squarely like I was ready to throw a few punches.

“Maybe. Maybe, Dabby!” He looked up at my face this time with watery eyes, and I struggled not to let tears fall from my eyes the moment I heard that from him.

‘Why was everything hard?’

I turned to leave his room immediately before my tears would drop before him, and returned to my room where I could get angry by myself. I knew that he had probably never been around someone that he could share his troubles with, but he could have at least tried not to shout at me.

My body sank into the middle of my bed the moment I lay on it, and I began to stare at the ceiling with so many things on my mind. It was hard to understand why he was acting like that, when I was genuine about my concern for him.

The opening of my door took me aback for a few seconds, as I raised my head to see who it was thinking it was Mum. It was Damien who had entered, and I was surprised to see him come closer to my bed as I sat up quickly.

“Were you startled?” He asked in a low tone as he took his seat beside me on the bed, and I just continued to look at his face without replying to that particular question.

‘Of course, I was startled and felt bad.’

“Are you okay now?” I asked him instead, because he seemed to be in better shape than when I left him.

He did the unthinkable and pulled me closer for a warm hug, rather than answering the question I asked him. I allowed myself to sink into his embrace, and closed my eyes tightly to inhale his good scent.

“I’m sorry I shouted in that manner. I have rarely shared how I feel with someone, and never had someone to do that with, so I was suffocated when you asked me to say something,” he explained as we separated slowly from one another.

“I’m sorry that I overreacted too. I didn’t give you your own space to think, and just demanded to know what was wrong. That was my bad,” I said also to clarify the wrong I did and he smiled, “You don’t have to rush it though. I’ll be ready to listen, whenever you are ready,” I smiled at him.

“I entered a gaming competition some weeks ago, and got disqualified in the semi-finals. So, when you said I was good at whatever I did, I felt really bad that I wasn’t. My dad’s words replayed in my head. It made me feel worthless,” Damien explained himself slowly to me, and I was really surprised to find out more about him.

He was trying to make an effort even if everyone, like myself in the past, would have thought that he was just a nonentity who had nothing to do. It was also cool to see him trust me enough to open up about his worries, and I was nearly moved by tears because his actions touched my heart.

“You are better than you know, Damien. So much stronger than you know. And I assure you that you can do better than you have ever done before,” I told him with a smile, and pulled him closer to me for a cuddle.

We both got under my bed cover, and he wrapped his hand around my body for a snuggle. We were both facing one another, and he slightly kissed on my forehead. I loved the position that we were in and didn’t want it to end, so I decided to tease him a bit.

“I didn’t know that you could be such a romanticist. It is so cute,” I chuckled close to his chest, and he hummed some song keywords.

“I can be more endearing than you know, Miss Dabby,” he said with an amusing smile, and I laughed.

“Hmnnn. I am quite curious about how well you can do that,” I teased again like I was clueless, and the next thing I realized was that Damien had swerved from my side over my head in one action.

“I can even be more than you think, darling,” Damien got even naughtier with a flirty voice as he had both of his hands on mine to the bed, and I got lost for a second in his eyes that were staring into mine.

I raised my head and brought my lips to meet his hurriedly, as we kissed so intensely like we both had been hungry for it. My hands went into his hair and pulled his head closer to myself, unable to have enough of him in one go which made me crave him more.

“Dabby, are you in your room?” I heard the voice from quite a distance to my room, and I felt like it was just in my head and continued kissing Damien.

We were both lost in what we were doing, as his hands traveled to the back of my tiny top. My breath hitched, and I struggled to remain calm with the way my body reacted to his touch.

‘What exactly was this guy doing to me?’

“Dabby. I am coming up………..” I heard the voice again and I froze because it was no doubt Mum’s voice that I was hearing, and she seemed to be coming up to my room.

“OMG. That is my Mum. She is coming to my room,” I whispered to Damien, and we broke away from one another immediately.

I jumped off the bed immediately and ran to the door before Mum would come in abruptly, as I opened the door slowly while trying to come back to my normal self. My legs were kind of weak, and I could still feel the lingering touch of Damien on my body.

“Welcome, Mum. What took you so long?” I asked nervously and waited for a while, before pushing the door open so that she would make her way inside. She gave me a look of suspicion when I followed after her, as her eyes trailed across every corner of my room like she was looking for something.

“Why do you look restless?” Mum asked as she finally walked into my room, and my eyes wandered to my bed which looked so rough like I had been jumping on it. I closed my eyes in hope that she would not ask any weird questions.

“I was just feeling down and was unable to sleep, so I decided to exercise in the room. But it is no problem,” I said to her immediately with a smile.

“We had an argument yesterday, and I feel bad for not understanding you as a mother. We are going to start again slowly, and I want to make it up to you,” Mum stated her intentions, and I continued to keep a smiley face so that she would understand that I was fine. My main concern was where Damien had hidden in a short period of time.

“I understand that it is not your fault, Mum. You are trying your best for me, And I appreciate it. We can, of course, build a better mother-daughter relationship,” I assured her positively, hoping that she would talk about the rest tomorrow.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

“I will give you some time to rest now, and we can talk tomorrow. Just you and me, on a trip,” she said so excitedly, and I hugged her with a grin across my lips.

“Thank you, Mum,” I said, and she stood up to leave my room, “Goodnight Mum. I love you.”

“I love you too, darling. I’ll check up on your brother to see if he is doing fine too,” she said on her way out.

“What?! No no, Mum. He has been feeling really weak since this evening, and took painkillers. He is probably still weak and asleep already,” I ran after her immediately, and she was quite shocked to see me as a spokesman for Damien.

“And here he comes, up the stairs,” Mum said, and I looked down to see Damien coming down from the stairs looking all innocent.

“Hey everyone,” he said with a smug face, and I was in total disbelief. He was in my room a few minutes ago or wasn’t he? Mum was looking at me weirdly, with her detective’s eye.

‘I was playing a crazy game with him. I just hope we do not get caught.’