Stepbrother j.g.

Chapter three

<<Elizabeth>>

   I wake up the next morning deciding to not go to school, simply because I had overslept about three hours, it's almost eleven.

I slowly walk downstairs, praying that my mom's at work. I look out the window, immediately doing a little happy dance, seeing that my mother's car isn't outside.

I make my way back upstairs, retrieving my phone to see a missed call from Jack and Nasia, my sister.

I decide on calling Jack back, immediately regretting it once he picks up.

Before I can speak, he beats me to it "Where the fuck are you bitch?" he says in a harsh and a little frightening tone.

Out of pure fear, I hang up but before I do I quickly respond telling him "none of your damn business", not giving him the pleasure of knowing I'm scared.

Trying to get my mind off of things, I get out my laptop, ready to watch my favorite movie, breaking bad. After about halfway through the movie, I start to doze off.

I'm awoken to the house alarm going "front door open" and hear faint voices.

"Elizabeth!" my mom yells from down the stairs. "Come meet your new stepbrother." stepbrother?

As I'm walking down the stairs I hear an almost too familiar voice, followed by another familiar voice. What is life?

I walk into the kitchen, wanting an explanation as to what's going on.

Almost as if reading my mind, my mom speaks up. "You know those papers me and David were filling out yesterday?" I quickly nod "those were registration papers for our marriage license."

After a few minutes of silence, David finally speaks up. "During your mother's work hours, we went to the courthouse to make it official." He smiles.

My mother then grabs me by my shoulders, directing me towards Jack, oh hell naw.

"So back to what I called you down here for." I think I'm gonna die. "This is Jack, your new stepbrother. He's such a sweetheart, you'll love him." My mother beams.

"Liz, would you mind helping Jack with his and David's bags?" "No problem" I respond, faking a smile.

We walk out the door, not saying a word to eachother. When we reach the car, Jack flips me over, pressing my back to the car.

He leans down, his lips grazing my earlobe, then gently biting down on it. He whispers in my ear.

"I'm going to make your life a living hell" and with that he grabs a bag, making his way back into the house.

I also grab a bag and start to trail behind Jack, afraid to get too close. After what felt like forever, I'm finally back inside my home.

I place the large, heavy suitcase on the hardwood living room floors, heading upstairs.

I enter my room, deciding it's time to take a shower. I open my bathroom door, finding Jack wet and in a towel. Damnnnnnnnn zaddy.

His head instantly snaps toward me. I had completely forgot that the guest room, which I guess is Jack's new room, and my room are connected by my bathroom.

He pushes me out, slamming my door in my face. Who the fuck does he think he is?

Authors note: another update👏🏽😜

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