Bully stepbrother

Prologue

Groaning, I try to block my ears with both palms. The air is filled with everything that screams Caden. Actually, someone is screaming "Caden" behind the wall I'm facing right now, and it's not just irritating; it's the reason I feel queasy from all the food I had today.

I might tolerate this behavior back at home because, regardless of what time Caden would sneak into the house with a girl, he would at least try to be quiet to avoid getting caught by our parents. So, I would hear less banging and screaming.

But right now, it's different. My life is more than frustrating. Today is our first night in the two-bedroom apartment our parents rented for Caden and me because we happen to be attending the same school. And just like high school, Caden and I have the same classes. How lucky, right?

I can't believe our parents think it's safe for both of us to share the same roof when they're well aware of the ongoing feud between Caden and me.

Back to the present, I need to make the noise stop. I can't sleep when it sounds like a sex party is happening behind my wall. Caden has always lacked respect for others, but disrespecting me feels like the worst.

"Oh my God—oh please—yeah...." The brassy tone triggers me.

I've had enough. I need to take action. I slip on my goofy flip-flops and make my way out of my bedroom to our well-decorated living room. I'll describe it later, but right now, I'm too angry to think clearly. My sole focus is confronting my arrogant stepbrother next door.

Turning the doorknob, I'm not surprised to find that the bedroom is open. Of course, we're never home anymore. Gone are the days when I had to climb onto the roof to access Caden's bedroom through the window, just so he could ignore me and continue fooling around with girls from our high school right in front of me.

Well, today Caden must be enjoying his freedom because there isn't just one girl. There are two naked girls. One is straddling his waist as if she's riding a horse, and the other is sitting on his face—screaming to God as if she really needs help.

I don't even understand Caden anymore. When we both got accepted to SU, I knew my life was coming to an end. And then when our parents told us we would be living off-campus together, I knew for sure that Caden was my executioner.

Not that I haven't seen it all when it comes to my stepbrother's escapades, but I keep my eyes closed for the sake of these poor, clueless girls who make a big deal about Caden and his stupid moves.

"Caden! I came here in peace. Can you please lower the volume of your fuckery?" That's what a reasonable housemate would say to their asshole neighbor.

However, I end up snapping my eyes open when the girl on Caden's face immediately jumps to the side and closes her legs.

"What the hell?"

"I thought you said we were alone." The girl who doesn't care about riding my brother in my presence pouts while moaning.

"We were until she decided to invade the air I warned her to avoid." Caden's tone is nonchalant.

Huffing, I take a deep breath. It's my ineffective therapy for dealing with Caden's behavior, even though I don't know why I keep hoping it will work. "This is also my house, and I have the right to put a stop to your mental abuse. I know we haven't established house rules or reached compromises yet. But if we can at least try to be mature, we might be able to—"

I don't finish my sentence when Caden grabs the other girl's thighs and places them over his head, between her legs, completely ignoring my presence.

Okay.

I turn around and leave them to continue making their sexual noises.

I stride back to my bedroom, grab my phone from the table, and head back to Caden's room. I know my plan won't stop my asshole stepbrother, but it might make the girls pack up and leave.