Callie's POV
"WHOA! What!?" I shriek, standing up.
"Do not raise your voice with me," He says sternly but I ignore it.
"WHY?" I ask.
"Because you can't date your brother!" H shouts back.
"Step-brother!" I clarify.
"It doesn't make a difference!"
"It does too! We are not related by blood! Thay can't tell us not to!"
"But I can! I am your father!"
"sadly," I mutter.
"Excuse me?' He spats in my face, coming closer.
"Nothing," I say.
"What did you say?" HE asks.
"Oh, you know exactly what I said," I squint my eyes, giving him a glare.
"But you will tell me."
"Why?" I asks.
"Because I said so!" He yells.
''Oh, good one Dad, you should be a lawyer," I say. I am shocked when a hand strikes my face. My hand covers the tingling spot where he slapped me on the cheek. He did not just slap me! No way! Second time! Why?
"WHat was that?" I ask.
"You deserved it and you know it!" He yells and walks out, slamming the door behind him. I turn th light off and get in bed.
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The next morning, I wake up and walk to the bathroom. I almost scream. My face is terrible. My cheek is buffy and red. I cover it up with make up. He might not know that he hurt me. Was he drinking?
I continue getting dressed in a burnout baseball tee, black stretch fit skinny jeans, faux suede lace up boots, a skinny pink leather belt, a gold heart key necklace Kyle gave me when I found out he was gay, a silver cutout knuckle ring, a long gold spiral cuff bracelet, and silver hoop earrings. I go to the bathroom to put a black and silver knotted bead headwrap band in my hair. I slip on a blue, purple, green, and pink scarf on and grab my bookbag and grey SouthWestern Boho Crossboy bag with a white wallet. Once I am finished getting ready, I walk downstairs and wait for Harry. My dad walks in with a sour look on his face.
"You are still seeing him?" He asks. I simply nod. "I told you not to."
"I am 18, a legal adult Dad. I can do what I want and you just gave me your opinion not an order." I argue.
"You are under my roof, you follow my rules." He says. Typical. THat is what all the Dads say.
"Maybe I will move out," I say. WHy is he acting like this? He was so fine with it when they first found out and now he is telling me not to see him. WHY!?
"You will not. You still have school," Dad says.
"I can still go to school if I live on my own." I say. "You made it obvious you do not want me here."
"Don't ever say that. You are my daughter. I always want you here!" He shouts and slaps my cheek. The same one as last night. I wail at the sting and drop my bag. I face my father.
"What is wrong with you?" I ask with a glare.
"What is wrong with YOU?" He shouts at me. He hits my face again and I try to stop him. He grabs my wrist, the one that was hurt a few weeks ago. He grabs it forcefully. I know there will be a bruise there that I will have to cover up."You have changed. I am not proud of my daughter anymore. Your mother wouldn't be proud of you. She wouldn't love you anymore!"
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Harry's POV
WHat is going on down there? I grab my bookbag and start down the stairs.
"You have changed. I am not proud of my daughter anymore. Your mother wouldn't be proud of you. She wouldn't love you anymore!" I hear Dad say. What is he talking about? I take a cautious step and see Callie and Dad talking. He has a hand around Cals wrist. I can tell it's forceful. He wraps a hand round her neck and she screams. Mum is at work so she can't hear any of this. I race forward to get to my beautiful Callie. WHy is he doin this to his own daughter?
"Dad! Stop! Please! Alen! Stop it!" I shout, trying to get Alen's hand off of Callie. He looks at me with shiny eyes. Realization registers on his face as he releases my step-sister.
"I- I am s-so sorry. I I I..." He stutters as tears well in his eyes. Callie starts coughing and I pull her into a hug. "I should go."
Alen walks out and I look at Callie as she takes a dep breath.
"Can we move to Canada now?" I almost laugh at her request until I see how serious she is. "Please?"
"Anything for you Cals," I say and kiss her softly.
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I Fell In Love With My Step Brother (Harry Styles)
RomanceEDITING....AND I CHANGED THE COVER SO DON'T FREAK IF YOU DONT RECOGNIZE IT. Meet Callie Shaw. Her life hasn't been easy in the least. Her mom died of cancer. Her parents split, remarried, got back together, and then her dad became a widow. But not f...
