My Mother Fucking Stepbrothers

Chapter Forty Seven

I wore a scowl on my face for the rest of the school day.

I'm so mad!

No furious!

I can't believe he planned out to cheat on me, I thought it was a mistake or just in the moment type thing.

I know he told me the whole situation about why he did everything he did was because his dad, but I didn't know the cheating was intentional.

Storming into the house I slam the door shut.

I look in all the rooms and couldn't find Jaxon, I stalked up stairs to see him coming out of the bathroom.

Grabbing his large, veiny hand I pull him into my room.

"Wow, what's up?" He asks pulling my hand off his.

"How could you Jaxon?" I ask slapping my hand against his chest.

"What are you talking about?" He says confused.

"You cheated on me!" I shout as tears stream down my face.

"Scar we're not even together," he says even more confused.

"Not now, you cheated on me back then," I cry.

"And...? I don't understand," he says.

"You planned out that you were going to cheat on me, I thought it was unintentional or like in the moment." I say punching him.

"How did you know that?" He asks.

"Kimberly told me!" I shout and punch him again.

"What! Does she know that your my ex?" He says shocked.

"No, she just told me how you guys met. That's not the point!" I say and push him.

"Why did you do that?" I ask wiping my tears.

"I already told you, I was trying to get you to break up with me," he says casually.

"But still...you fucked her like you loved her back then. When we did it you...hurt me," I whispered the last part.

His eyes grew wide. I guess he wasn't expecting me to be that straight up.

"I know scar, I'm sorry. But that was only because my dad, I thought if I did it roughly with you, you would get scared and leave me," he says looking sympathetic.

I stand on my bed so now we're eye to eye level. "Bu-but still, you never done it like-like softly with me," I say sniffling.

My hiccups start to kick in as I wipe my eyes.

"Did-you no-not love me? was I ba-bad at it?" I ask hiccuping, looking him straight in his eyes.

"No it wasn't about any of that," he says putting a stand of my hair behind my ear.

"Bu-but I can show you I am good at it," I say pulling my top off and jeans.

"Scar what are you doing!" He says surprised.

"I'll show you," I say wrapping my small hands around the back of his neck, pulling him into me I land my soft lips on his.

He lightly kisses back as I slip his jacket off, he holds my back laying me on the bed.

Suddenly he grabs my wrists pinning them above my head as he releases his lips from mines.

"Scarlett! You have to stop," he says demandingly.

I've not heard him say my full name in a long time, he must be serious.

Sliding my hand out his grip, I slip it into his boxers touching and stroking him down there.

I notice him shiver against my touch as I feel him get bigger in my hand.

"Scarlett," he says huskily.

"Please Jaxon," I say with big eyes, pouting.

His eyes softened for a moment as he looks at me but instantly changes to anger.

"Scarlett! I'm being serious, STOP!" He shouts aggressively.

My bottom lip quivers as I'm on the verge of crying.

"I have a girlfriend!" He says and pulls my hand out of his boxers.

Pinning my hand back above my head he aggressively grabs my face "don't ever try that again," he say darkly.

I don't know why? But I feel kinda turned on right now.

Am I going crazy?

I must be.

Although I'm not going to lie my wrists really hurt "uh Jaxon?" I say.

"What?"he asks annoyed.

"You-your um, uh hurting me," I say moving my hands in his hold.

He lets me go and picks up his jacket from the floor along with my jeans and shirt. He throws my clothes at me making them land on my face  and leaves out my room.

I sit up thinking how the fuck did I come into this angry and he's the one leaving angry?

Wow people really love to switch roles and play victim.

Huh...