Chapter 3

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On Saturday, the last day of the two weeks with Ben, you praise the heavens when you hear the door open. You go down to greet them just as they are putting their bags on the floor. You politely say hello to the two, and they ask you how your time was. 

"Oh, it was fine." You lie.

If 'fine' is having weird, not so sibling-like tension, borderline sexual with your stepbrother, then sure. The mutual masturbation through the walls didn't happen again, you saved it for the shower. However, whenever you saw him, he found excuses to put his hands on you, but then treated you like garbage. The mixed signals pissed you off to no end.

"Where's Ben?" Han asks, looking around.

"Probably sulking in his room." You mutter. Right after saying it, you realize you should have kept that to yourself. 

"The fuck are you saying about me?" Ben suddenly appears behind you, and you gasp, surprised. 

You turn around to look at him, to find he's shirtless with a pair of shorts on. That's another thing that's been bugging you, you've been so distracted, and he smirks whenever he noticed. So you as well would dress provocatively, short shorts and skirts, and revealing tops. He always kept his cool, and that was yet another thing that annoyed you. You never caught the way he stared at your ass when you would bend over, and sometimes he'd even see a sliver of your lacy underwear when you wore a skirt.

"Don't be rude, Ben. You showed her around like I asked, right?"

You laugh. He didn't do shit. You're feeling bold, so decide to tell the truth for once. "No," you begin, "I've been stuck here for two weeks with him and his bad attitude. Do you know anyone my age?" You should have stopped there, but you continue. "Someone, who doesn't have a bad attitude and isn't an asshole?"

Your mother says your name and scolds you. "Where are your manners, young lady?"

Han brushes the insult to his son off. "Actually, we're having a BBQ with some of our friends to celebrate. There are some kids your age."

"Cool." You nod.

"It's tomorrow. I'll need your help preparing the food."

Han turns to her. "Oh, Rey offered to help as well."

"Lovely." She responds. 

"Let's get takeaway for supper, pizza?"

You and your mum agree, and Ben just shrugs in indifference.

~

That evening, you all eat dinner on the patio. Ben grabs a few slices and puts them on a plate. Han grabs his arm to stop him. His expression says enough, and Ben begrudgingly sits back down beside you. Your mother and Han are sitting across the table from you. It's a rectangle, with 2 chairs on each side, then two at both ends. The two lovebirds are engrossed in conversation, and you're bored as hell so you decide to tease Ben. You slip your sandals off so your feet are bare, and slowly reach your foot over to touch his. He immediately tenses at the contact and scowls at you. However, he doesn't pull away, so you continue rubbing your foot against his leg. 

You take it one step further and silently scooch closer so your legs are touching. 

"Fuck!" Ben mutters, standing up. 

Han and your mum look up in surprise, and then Han looks at you apologetically. "I'm sorry. Ben's always been like this, I'm sure he'll warm up to you in no time."

You nod. "'S okay. I don't care."

~

The next day, you walk downstairs to find a stranger in your kitchen. Han is standing beside your mother, and the girl is washing some fruit in the sink. 

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