Home Is Where The Heart Is

Pretty Boy

When we got to the house I began to feel the excruciating pain in my back and I mentally cursed Derek. Before I got in my shower I stood in front of the bathroom mirror trying to look at the bruise that I know is forming on my back. I realized that I needed my phone and without worrying about putting pants or a bra on I left the bathroom in only my thong. Everyone left to get food. I reassured myself as I walked into my room and grabbed my phone. I walked out of my room and turned around to shut my bedroom door.

"Shit!" Kieran hissed from behind me and my body froze.
"Kieran?" I asked softly as I glanced behind me to see Kieran standing with his back turned to me, covering his eyes.
"Yeah?" He groaned in response.
"Why didn't you leave with them?" I asked innocently as I turned around, trying to cover my upper half.
"I-I didn't want you to be alone." He admitted and I smiled walking toward him and placing a hand on his shoulder.

"What is your problem? Have you never seen an ass before?" I laughed for a moment before Kieran spun around quickly, to face me.

"I was taken by surprise!" He yelled, trying to defend himself.
"Are you okay?" He refused to look me in the eye as he shook his head.
"I saw the bruise." He mumbled. I immediately felt self conscious and tried to walk away, when he grabbed my hand and pulled me back. "Don't run away from me, Please." He begged. I smiled and nodded.
"How bad does it look?" I asked. He wrapped an arm around my shoulder then turned my back to him. He pulled out his phone and snapped a picture before turning me around to face him. He handed me his phone then walked into his room. Once his bedroom door shut his phone vibrated and I glanced up at the message.

Ty: Like shirtless? No bra? Only in a thong? Dude, You are going to go insane if you don't sleep with her.
I couldn't help my curiosity so I clicked on the message and read their conversation.

Kieran: Shit, I need to screw something.
Ty: That can be arranged, but why?
Kieran: My fucking stepsister is walking around shirtless, in a thong.

Ty: Like shirtless? No bra? Only in a thong? Dude, You are going to go insane if you don't sleep with her.

My eyes widened and I quickly exited out of the conversation before Kieran walked back out.
"Go take your shower." I heard his low voice growl from behind me. "Tell my dad that I went out. I'll be back later." He kissed my temple then started down the stairs. "Bye, my love." He yelled up the stairs. I never noticed his slight Australian accent and now that I had I have to, once again, make my shower cold. Waiting for Kieran to get back was horrendous. I sat on my bed waiting to hear his bedroom door shut and by ten o'clock it hadn't happened. I snuck down the hall and crept into his room laying down on his cold, empty, bed. I laid awake for two hours and at midnight I was finally able to drift to sleep.
I woke up the next morning beside of Derek.
"What the hell are you doing?!" I Scolded him. He sat up confusedly and ran a hand through his hair.
"What are you talking about Santana? I live here?" I stared at him and shook my head.
"This isn't funny Derek, where's Kieran?" I asked beginning to get angry.
"Who the hell is Kieran? And why would you be waking up in his bed?" My eyes widened as I jumped out of the bed and ran to my parents room where my mom was getting dressed for work.
"Mom why the hell is Derek in Kieran's s bed?" I asked with my arms folded across my chest. Her eyes narrowed then she turned to look at Robert.
"Santana dear, are you seeing things again?" I stared at her in confusion trying to figure out what the hell was going on. Before I could argue with her I was being held back by two men, as I screamed Kieran's name.
"Kieran!" I screamed as loud as I possibly could. "Kieran." I yelled softer.
"Kieran." I blurted as I sat up, breathing heavily, in Kieran's bed. I glanced at the door and saw that Kieran was standing there watching me.
"Are you alright?" He asked me as he walked into the room, shutting the door behind him. I nodded as I watched him slip off his shirt and shoes.
"Just a nightmare." I responded trying to tear my gaze from his ass while he took off his jeans.
"A nightmare about me?" He asked as he climbed into the bed, beside me. I nodded again and laid back down onto my side to face him.
"Yeah." I mumbled as I stared into his eyes.
"Roll over." He ordered. I smiled and did what I was told, leaving my back turned to him. Before I could ask why I felt his arm wrap around me, pulling me against his bare chest. "You're safe. No one will ever hurt you, especially not me." He mumbled against my head. I smiled and placed his hand on top of mine, entwining our fingers together and peacefully drifting back to sleep. I shot up at three next morning with the greatest fear that my mother was going to walk in on us. I stood and snuck out of the bedroom and into our parents' room where I saw that they had already left for work. I let out a sigh of relief and I started back toward Kieran's room, surprised to see that he was standing in the doorway grinning at me.
"Worried about getting caught?" He asked groggily. I shook my head and walked toward him.

"No, because we haven't done anything wrong." We both knew that I was worried, actually, that I was having a freaking heart attack.
"Can you just come back to bed?" The sentence played a million times over in my head before I began to walk toward him, stopping when I stood directly in front of him. His eyes studied me, like they knew my next move. I gently grabbed his face and stood on the top of my toes, not breaking eye contact. Before I could talk myself out of it and before Kieran could protest I pressed my lips against his. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped my legs around his. Kieran deepened the kiss, tugging on my bottom lip with his teeth. He walked forward and pressed my back against the wall causing me to groan in pain. He stopped kissing me and pressed his forehead on mine.
"Oh, I'm sorry." He apologized for hurting my back. I smiled and kissed him again before stating that we should probably get more sleep. He agreed and we walked back into his room and slowly fell back asleep.