The Stepmom

CHAPTER 6

I remained awake through the remaining three hours of the crazy night. Even the high levels of alcohol in my system couldn't get my brain to switch off. I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd just done. I knew I liked London but now it was clear to me just exactly how much. I just blew the chance of ever being with her. I fucked her sister!

I was brought out of my daze by the sun slowly seeping into the room. It was now 07h00, seeing that I had no chance of falling asleep I decided to go check on London. I opened the door just enough for me to pop my head in. She was spread out on the bed hugging one of the pillows. I heard a sniffling sound just as I was closing the door. I thought of checking on her but decided against it as not to pry. Why would she tell me anything anyway? I've only known her for a few weeks. I just took a quick shower and went downstairs to make breakfast for the sisters.  By breakfast I mean cereal. I'm not touching the stove or anything else involved when cooking. I'm just gonna leave that to the experts, like Angela who just walked in.

"Angela. I thought you're off this week."

She smiled and said, "I should be. But with Kaitlyn gone I need to be here."

"What for?" I asked sheepishly.

"We all know you can't be trusted around the kitchen. If I leave you alone this place will go up in flames the minute I step outside."

"I'm not bad at cooking Angela." I said laughing. "I just hate it."

"You can't even boil water, let alone frying an egg." She said while swaying around the kitchen taking out what she needs while I'm sitting on the bar stool munching on Fruit Loops.

"I have two friends over and one is hungover for sure."

"Don't worry, Angela's got you. But first, you need to admit you can't cook." She said with a mischievous smile plastered on her face.

"Fine. I, Skylar Hemsworth, can't cook ANYTHING to save my life." She burst out laughing as Paris descended the stairs.

"Morning." Angela greeted politely still with a huge grin. She side eyed me with a mischievous grin.

"Hi." Paris waved as I approached her.

"Hey." I said. Paris could see it in my eyes that I had a million questions.

"Sky, I can't stay. I can't be late to work, it's my first day." She said before sprinting out. I sighed and went back to eating.

"Hmm." Angela said looking at me skeptically as she whisked some eggs.

"What?"

"Nothing." She said with a mischievous grin.

I finished the remaining cereal and went back upstairs to my room. London was still in the same position she was in earlier with her eyes closed. I sat next to her.

"I know you're awake." I said and she sat up. Her eyes were bloodshot red and swollen with dark circles. She was a mess. There was no doubt that she was crying, probably the whole night.

"What happened?" I asked and her eyes teared  up. One tear escaped her eye and I wiped it and then pull her into a tight hug.

"It's okay. You don't have to tell me anything." I said and she sobbed in my arms.

"He broke up with me." She cried.

"I'm so sorry London."

"I loved that asshole with all my heart. How could he?"

"It's not your fault okay. Not by a longshot."

"I was a great girlfriend. Why would he do me like this?" She asked sadly. I had no idea what to say, how to comfort her, so I just hugged her as tightly as I could and let her cry her eyes out in my arms. She stopped crying after a while and let go.