Passion Before Step Siblings. Blossick

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Brick's pov:

I embrace Blossom as she tries comforting me. I found it cute and caring. She kept kissing me and making sure I was alright.

Now she was just hugging me, there was a point where I thought she might just cry but she just kissed me. 

It was weird, at first I thought I liked having sex with Blossom now I just like being around her and this proves it. I initially brought her in here just so we could have sex but something about her just made me think of everything I would want to tell her.

Blossom shuffles in my lap. I could get hard at any moment due to her, although I didn't really want to have sex right now she was being very enticing.

"Are you okay?"

I chuckle, "You know you keep asking me that." 

She stays silent and I wrap my arms back around her. I could stay here for hours. I look at the clock on the wall, it was nearly the end of 3rd period. 

The boys would probably be coming in soon.

"Blossom."

"Yeah.", she leans back her face very close to mine.

"It nearly the end of class, people will be coming soon.", I let go off her creating some space between us.

 She looks at me and gives me kiss. It's was sweet but short. I seriously didn't know what went on in her mind sometimes. 

I kiss her back deepening the kiss. Fuck. She cups my face taking her hands from my neck. I need be the one in control.

Blossom starts giving me tiny kisses as I want to start talking. "Blo-"

Fuck it. I stand up taking Blossom with me. She wraps her legs around my waist and holds onto me breaking the kiss. "Blossom, we have to go."

The bell rings just as she speaks. I could get the gist of what she was trying to say. I put her down wrapping my arm around her waist. I wanted to keep her close but I heard noises coming from outside.

Blossom breaks away from me and just like that our bubble of just us is broken. Her warm presence that was once by my side gone.

She pulls out her backpack from my locker.

I push her towards the back windows. It was weird that I was trying to sneak Blossom out of the boys locker room. 

She sighs hopping up onto window.

"There's a row of chairs and boxes outside so you won't fall.", I say it just as she slides through the window. 

A smile glosses over my face. She was fucking amazing and I knew it, but there was just something that I was unsure of. 

I push it out of my mind as people start coming in. I straighten down my shirt as Butch walks in with some girl. Huh. I seriously, I remember him practically fucking Buttercup in Boomers bedroom.

"Hey.", Butch pats my back heading to his locker. I watch him continue  a conversation with some dude.

Me and Butch don't talk much. I know why but I haven't decided to  do anything about it. I start to leave as more people come in. I still don't really like crowded environments.

I head towards the car park, I was done with all my classes for the day and didn't feel like staying in school without Blossom.

I'm cut off by my phone ringing. 'That Bitch'

"I thought you didn't want anything to do with me."

"Oh come on Brick, I was only calling to remind you for dinner tonight." I feel a smile on her face while she talks.

I clench my fists. "Meet me at the Royal Hotel at 8pm. Wear a suit and don't be late."

I breathe in and out. It was only one night. "Fine." I'm not able to get anymore words out as she just hangs up.

She just pisses me off.

I walk to my car.

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I arrive home to find boxes being moved around the house. Was she moving?

A truck pulls up as men start placing them outside and taping it up. I move along the back of the house moving out of the way when a big boxes is transported around me.

I head towards my room. There was a couple centre boxes but most of my stuff where gone. My room was empty and everything downstairs was being transported.

Why the fuck am I moving?

A man that was by the truck comes in picking up one of the boxes and heading downstairs with it. I follow him downstairs. "Excuse me but where do you plan on taking all this stuff?"

"To the new house.", I want to ask more but I'm cut off by 'my mother' snapping at him to hurry up. 

She had a clip board in hand and was directing different objects to the van. 

"What the hell do you think your doing?", my voice is loud enough to grab her attention cutting her off from who she was talking to.

"Moving our stuff."

"Why?"

"Because I got married remember." 

What the fuck? "And what does that have anything to do with me?", I take 2 steps closer to her so were in normal distance.

"Your not legally allowed to live without me in the eyes of the law so you have to come with me.", she bites back a comment she was obviously going to make and look back at her clip board.

"You haven't cared about me for the past 2 months, so seriously cut the bullshit.", I snap loud. "What do you want."

She sighs which aggravates me even more, "Brick darling, just because I give you freedom doesn't mean I don't care about you."

"Anyway, I'm moving so you have to move, but don't worry I'm not selling house.", she waves her hand around the house and goes back to her clip board.

"It's been less than 6 fucking months.", I shout and she takes a step back.

It had been less than 6 months since it all happened, my father died because of her. She didn't even fucking grieve. Last I heard she galivanted in Rome with some English professor. Soon after she came back, I found out I was under her care until I was 18.

"Your fucking disgraceful, seriously I hope your marriage ends with you dead.", I feel myself getting more angry and move back outside. A line clears out and I get back into my car.

Fuck. I slam my hand down on the wheel.

My phone starts ringing. Blossom.

"Hi"

I feel myself calming down. "Hi."

"Nothing just wanted to ask you something." She sounds hesitant.

"Okay well, why not ask me in person."

"Umm.... sure, where?"

"Meet me at the Royal Hotel"