Jay, A 19 year old boy living in the midwest with his mother, has his life turned upside down when the boy he's despised since high school, Monroe, suddenly becomes his step brother and new room mate. Jay tries his best to stay afloat in life, balan...
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In the few hours that Monroe spent unpacking his things, he had single handedly managed to piss me off more times than I could count, which resulted in us arguing every 5 minutes. Kellin and my mom decided to go spend some alone time outside of the house which left Monroe and me to bicker like two little kids. It was about to be 7 in the evening when Monroe finally decided to leave me alone and stay up in the living room, I assumed to stare at his phone. After 10 minutes or so, there was a knock at my window. I opened the window as Mila wiggled her tiny body through the frame, pulling in her backpack as well.
"Is momma home?" She whispered.
"No, and you could've used the front door." I stated, matter of factly as she groaned, collapsing face first on my twin sized bed. She was wearing spanks which made the curves on her body quite prominent but I was still in rage mode at that point. "I don't know how I'm gonna survive living with him." I pace back and forth near the foot of the bed.
"You're being dramatic."
"I'm not! He makes it damn near impossible to be friendly with him! I mean there was a moment when I really thought that things would be fine and then-" I stopped myself, unsure if I should continue.
"Then what? What happened?" She sat up, suddenly interested. I felt my cheeks heat up as I stopped in my tracks, staring at the ground uncomfortably. I held my hand over my mouth, trying to make the feeling go away but it wouldn't. Mila then gasped. "Y'all did something, didn't you?"
"What do you mean?" I turned to face the wall so I could avoid her gaze but she got up and walked in front of me with a stunned look on her face.
"You fucked him didn't you?"
"What? No-"
"Did you give him a-" She made a stroking motion with her hand as she looked at me eager to find out what happened.
"No! Jesus, Mila. We didn't do anything sexual."
"So you're admitting that something DID happen?" Fuck... I sighed heavily and sat on the end of the bed.
"We... we kissed, that's i-"
"OH MY GOD WHAAAAAT?!" She exclaimed. "YOU AND MONROE KI-" I stood up quickly and covered her mouth with my hands.
"Yes," I whispered, "Please shut the actual fuck up, these walls are thin and he's in the living room right now. Are you gonna be good?" I looked down at her sternly. She nodded so I pulled my hand away. She grinned like a little the little demon she was.
"I guess you don't go like girls no more, huh?"
"I never said that."
"So you're bi?"
"Yes-No-Maybe-fuck. I don't know... I'm still trying to figure that out-" And just like a bat out of hell, Monroe flung the door open, looking just as irritated as he did earlier. I looked over at Mila who starred down Monroe. I guessed it had been at least 2 years since they'd seen each other. His face changed to a more neutral expression when he glanced over at her.
