𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐎𝐒

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒

𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘
RAVEN

AT the tender age of thirteen, I experienced a feeling I had never encountered before - a crush on a guy.

From the moment I laid eyes on him, I was captivated, but alas, he remained oblivious to my existence.

I was like a ghost, invisible and unnoticed.

As the years passed, we entered our junior year.

To my luck, my step-sister became intimately involved with him, engaging in a one-night stand that somehow turned into a relationship.

However, it was clear to me that he didn't take their connection seriously.

He would frequent parties, his hands wandering over other girls, and I bore witness to this unsettling behavior.

I found myself in his presence more often than anyone else.

I could feel his intense gaze burning into me, even when I averted my eyes.

Now, as we approach our senior year, my step-sister, Ava, still believes they are together. They meet up for secret rendezvous, but true couples don't stare longingly at others. And I am always aware of his intimidating stare fixed upon me.

I tried to avoid it. I really did. But could I resist the temptation anymore?

Even now, as I hear the unmistakable sounds of their passion reverberating through the walls, I remain motionless. My parents are out for dinner, and Avalina had informed me earlier that he would be joining her. Alessio is pleasuring my step-sister in the room adjacent to mine, her cries of both pain and pleasure filling the air.

Yet, amidst it all, I remain still, knowing that his eyes are on me, even in the middle of his illicit affairs.

I have come to know him intimately, far beyond what my step-sister comprehends.

I am privy to his whereabouts, the mischievous pranks he orchestrates, and every daring stunt he pulls.

He doesn't even remember her birthday, but without fail, every year since I turned thirteen, he calls me at midnight, whispering, "Bad birthday, little devil." from the other line.

The truth is, he has always had the power to make me blush, to make me feel unique and extraordinary.

But it pains me to hear him entangled with my cruel step-sister week after week.

Alessio is the epitome of the guy you should steer clear of, yet I find myself irresistibly drawn to him.

He is so wicked, so dangerous, that you can't help but be enamored by his ability to make you laugh.

Yet, with a single cutting remark, he can reduce you to tears.

I tried to blast music but I could hear the bed practically about to break, I tried to distract myself but I just couldn't.

I find myself calling the group chat. They're the only ones who can calm me down. None of them are online but Lily answers.

"It's the day he comes, am I right?"

she knew Alessio comes once a week, Lily always takes in the details which I appreciated.

She probably was up reading a book since Stella has her beauty sleep while Marci is with her family.

I hesitate when I hear the loud thrusting. I heard Lily gag over the phone.

"I'm sorry, but I feel weird." I mumble.

"Of course, you're going to feel something, he's the guy you've liked for years and your sister comes and takes him away."

"It's every Saturday, he's here with her. I hear every phrase, every little noise. I hate it. And the thing is, I shouldn't because I don't have control over him, he's not my boyfriend."