Austin's POV
"This whole time you knew and you still didn't tell me?! Mom this is disgusting. I cannot believe you. How am I supposed to tell that?! That would be like social suicide for me. And her. I can't believe this."
We can't be. It's not true. I knew she said her parents were divorced but I didn't know her dad was engaged to my mom! So we are now related?! This can't be happening. How the heck am I supposed to tell someone I have been dating for a month and a half that I am her step brother?! It is going to be so awkward. When am I going to tell her is another good question.
Well I definetly won't be acting normal around her. No more kissing, hugging, dating. No more "us". Now it's me and her. Brother and sister. Well better check kissing my sister of the bucket list. I should've known it was too good to be true. I finally found the one girl that I liked and poof. There goes my momma magic and now we are siblings.
And I am helping her throw a party. So more time with her equals more uncomfortable moments, more awkwardness, more lying, more disgustingness, and more lovey dovey. Ugh. I shake the feeling out of my head as I focus on my homework. Okay so if x=2 y=4 z=6 d=8 and k=7 what does
3[zx - (k-4 + d)(6x -y)]
Simplify as?
-180
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After a couple hours of more math, science, and religion, I let my mind wander off again. I've realized the more time I spend not doing anything, the more time I have to think about things I don't want to. Tests, FAMILY ISSUES, parties, etc.
I grab my keys off my wooden dresser and head to the garage door. "Mom I'm going out. I'll be back!" I tell upstairs. Before she can even respond I am out the door. I don't even know where I am going. Maybe to Alex's house. Maybe to tell her. Maybe to just drive and sit out. Am I being to dramatic about this? Am I acting too drama queen? I mean I just found out my girlfriend for a month is actually my step sister! I don't get why my mom just now told me. "I wanted you to not worry about dating." "I wanted you to have fun." "You finally found someone who likes you back." Yeah well it would be nice if the girl wasn't my sister. It would be nice if I didn't have to worry. It would be nice to have fun. But no.
And now I am forced to tell her. "Hey Kaitlyn I am breaking up with you because you are actually my sister. So I have to love you anyways. See ya around sis." Wouldn't that be smooth. I can't do this. But I can't keep pretending either.
Kaitlyns POV
Ahhh. This is so confusing. Boys are confusing. Life is confusing. I'm confusing. And I'm also confused. What if I just broke up with Austin? Would that be bad? I mean considering I no longer have those type of feelings for him its only fair right? Maybe I'll wait. Lets just see how it plays out the next couple of weeks. That seems like a good idea. Plus, he still needs to help me plan the party and I don't want any awkwardness.
I grab my keys off the counter and pull on a Pink sweatshirt. I cant say I look attractive today because I don't. I'm wearing baggy sweatpants with a sweatshirt and my hair pulled up in a tight pony. I sit in my car, turn on the radio, and start backing out.
I drive for a while so I can think. I'm not going anywhere... just enjoying the ride. I know sooner or later I'm going to have to decide. And I already know something will defineitly screw me and Austin up. I might as well save him and I the pain and say that we should only be friends. Its not a bad breakup and I bet he is thinking the same thing to be honest. Its not that he has been weird....its just that he hasn't been talking to me or texting me or even looking at me. I cant help but think I did something wrong. And if I did I have no clue what I did.
I finally step on my brakes and pull the car into park before I realize where I am. This is the place me ans Austin first met. Where he told me I looked a little under age to be drinking. But I honestly don't mind being here. Maybe it will help me think.
At least I thought that before I walked in and saw Austin in a booth alone. I walk over to the table and sit on the opposite side. What do I say?! What is there to say?
"Need to think?" I blurt.
"Wanted to clear my mind a little." I see the tiredness in his eyes from so much concentration.
"Have you been here for a while?"
He looks up at me. "2 hours."
"Dang boy, what are you thinking about?" He gives a small smile but still seems on edge. He looks out the window, just staring. "I have never seen you like this. Honestly what's up?"
"I don't even know. Kaitlyn, you said your parents were divorced right?" I shake my head yes and he continues, "Well our parents met. My mom and your dad. And now... now... they are engaged. So this. Us. Me and you. It isn't going to work out. I cant date my step sister." I don't know if this is considered a breakup or not so for a second I just stare.
"Now would be a good time to say something..." If I could than I would but I can't. I can't come up with any words to say right now. I can't even come up with words to explain my own feelings. Maybe confused, angry, more confused. This isn't what I expected to be on his mind.
I take a deep breath before asking, "When did you find out?"
"Today. About 3 hours ago. Most of the time spent here was deciding how to tell you and when but you made that easier than I thought it would be."
"So when were you going to tell me? We're you gonna tell me at all?!"
"Of course I was just not this soon..."
"Wow. That would've been nice to know like 3 hours ago that you were actually my brother."
"What difference would it have made? I heard people saying you were going to break up with me for Tyler."
"Why are you bringing Tyler into this?! Are you that jealous of him?!"
"I'm not jealous! I never was! I had you and I trusted you! He never had you. I did. Not him. Me. So why are fighting for him?! Are the rumors actually true?!"
"I'm sorry but the customers are complaining and we can't have any fighting in our joint." He pushes us towards the door.
We get outside and I look at Austin. "It's okay. We were finished anyways." I turn and walk to my car, ignoring Austin's calls.
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I Hate Loving You.
Teen Fiction"Get off me you perv. I asked for a ride home nothing else." 16 year old Kaitlyn Rider pushes away from the school'a most known player, Tyler Renolds. Tyler is your average player- good looks, charm, grades, and a star football player. "Yeah but yo...