The Step Brother

Chapter Three

April 17th, 2013

The Wilson Household::.

I peeled myself out of bed, and limped to my bathroom. I took a good and cleansing bath. I got out and pulled my hair into a bun. I'm gonna prove to them one way or another. I stormed out of my bedroom, and went into my mom's room.

"Mom I'm so tired of this," I growled. "What are you talking about?" my mom asked. "Of your STEP SON," I raised my voice. She looked at me with an angry glare, and took a deep breath. "Kiara, what the hell are you talking about?" my mom growled. "He rapes me. You see this scar?" I pointed to my bruise on the side of my face. "HE did that."

My mom sighed, and grabbed my hand. We walked straight toward Chresanto's room. My mom walked straight without knocking. He was playing his Xbox 360. 

"Hey m-" he started. "SHUT YOUR ASS UP YOUNG MAN!" she cut him off. "What happened with THIS?" 

My mom yanked my face to the side exposing the big scar/bruise. I winced in a little pain.

"You mean you don't know what THIS is?" my mom growled. "What happened to your face Kiara?" he pretended to be shocked. I broke into tears of frustration. "I fucking HATE YOU," I screamed as I charged at him. I tackled him on his bed, and began to punch him repeatdly in the face. "Get OFF me," Chresanto yelped. My mom pulled me off of him, and directed her finger toward my room. I stormed to my room, and slammed my door. I can't take this anymore longer. I'm hating how he rapes me, hits me and is getting his way out of it. I hate him.

"Kiara, I'm gonna make a deal with you," my mom came into my room. "What that?" I growled. "I haven't told Chresanto, and I'm not going to," she said, "I'm gonna set up cameras for your room, his room, the living room, and my room starting in the morning."

"Oh really?" I asked nonchantly. "YES Kiara. Now, get some sleep," she said. I nodded, and settled into my bed. I sighed, and slowly drifted to sleep.

The   Next    Week

My mom got the cameras installed. Every since the cameras been installed, Chres haven't made one move at me. Or at least yet.

"Kiara, I have to go now. Be good, and mommy loves you," she kissed my cheek. From the corner of my eye, I seen Chresanto staring at us, and I know what my mom said seemed to hurt his feelings. But, in all honesty, I don't care about his feelings. I went to the bathroom, and used the restroom. I flushed the toilet, and began to wash my hands. I looked at my hands, and when I looked up, Chresanto was behind me.

"What do you want?" I growled. He ran his hand down my waist slowly. "Chresanto move," I demanded. He locked the door sneakily. He ran his hand down my back, and softly planted his lips onto mine. My eyes shot wide opened. Chresanto has never been this way. It was very weird and creepy. "Chresanto," I whispered. He kissed me softly. "Just let this happen," he whispered softly in my ear. "I really like you."

He picked me up, and I found myself liking what he was doing. He laid me on the floor, and began to kiss my neck. I hissed rubbing on his back. This is very wrong to do this with my own step brother. It's very nasty. "Don't you think this is nasty?" I asked. "No," he shook his head. "Technically, we're not related. My blood doesn't run through yours. We're just strangers to each other. I've always had a big crush on you since second grade, and when my dad married your mom I had to have you."

"What?" I growled. "I liked you. My dad married your mom, and that obviously ruined my chance to be with you," he said. He kissed me. "I didn't ever know." I said. He nodded kissing my neck. "Just this one time, please?" he looked like a begging puppy dog. I planted my lips onto his. He kissed me back passionately.

Fifteen   Minutes    Later

"Auh Chres," I moaned as he pumped himself hard into me. He was moaning caressing my body. I clawed onto his back, and he sped up his pace. This felt so good even though it's wrong.

An   Hour    Later

I laid in my bed staring at the ceiling. I was full of regret of what just happened. I never would of thought he felt this way about me in any way. I always thought he'd always hated me. I feel so guilty for treating him wrong this whole time. I turned to my side, and went to sleep.

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