The King of Assholes is My Step-Brother?!

Chapter 4: "Goodbye Graceful"

Our lips met. We were kissing! Me and Ronnie Radke! Me and my step-brother from hell! As soon as I noticed we were kissing, I pulled away, blushing. 

What just happened?!?!

I ran to my room as soon as Ronnie let go of me. This couldn't happen!! Seriously! Why?! Why did he have to turn his head?! My feelings just got all jumbled up from that!

How do I REALLY feel about Ronnie?

I wasn't even sure how I felt now that we kissed... But he's my step-brother! Girls just don't kiss their step-brothers! Not like that... UGH!!!!!!

I sat on my bed, hugging my knees to my chest, as tears streaked my face. Suddenly, my door opened quietly, "Aria...?" Ronnie stepped in.

"Go away!"

"No. We need to talk."

"No, we don't!" I couldn't look up at him. He only made it worse by sitting on my bed and pulling me into his arms. "Ari, I'm sorry..."

"I don't care. That wasn't supposed to happen! You're my step-brother!"

Ronnie kissed my neck, "'Step' being the key word. We're not actually related at all." He kept kissing my neck between every couple of words. It only made me cry harder, "Stop..."

"I know you feel the same..." He was TRYING to do this to me! I pushed him away, "Please leave me alone, Ronnie!" He left my room, obviously discouraged.

I just wanted to be left alone! I may have even preferred if Ronnie verbally abused me again over this... UGH!!!!! I wish my mom never married his dad!

Exhausted, I made my way to my dresser and changed into my pajamas. I turned my CD player on repeat, and cried while Andy Biersack's beautiful voice sang me to sleep. I was so done with today.

I woke up the next morning to someone whispering my name. "Hmm..." I turned a little and then a hand rested on my waist. "Ari, wake up." It was Ronnie.

"I'll wake up when you leave."

He sighed, "Fine..." Then he left. Thank god.

I set some clothes out on my bed and undressed for a shower. Before leaving my room, I wrapped a towel around myself and went into the bathroom.

After singing just about every Automatic Loveletter song I knew, I wrapped the towel around my body again and got out. I started wiping off the steamy mirror when Ronnie slammed me against the wall. My back hit the wall with a thud, and Mom called from downstairs, "Is everything alright up there?!"

Ronnie covered my mouth, "Yeah! Aria just slipped! But I got her now!"

I glared at him, "Asshole move."

"No, an asshole move would be if I did this," he kissed me hard, still pinning me to the wall. I didn't kiss him back, just squeezed my eyes shut, hoping he would stop.

Finally, he pulled away, and I had tears streaming down my cheeks. Ronnie sat me on the counter and I tightly held the towel around myself. He gently touched a bruise on my arm right when my mom walked in. "Aria! Are you okay?!" I bit my lip, making no sound, and Ronnie nodded, "She's fine. A little shaken up and a little bruised. But other than that, she's fine."

Mom looked relieved, "Thank you, Ronald. You're so good to your sister." With that, she calmly left.

Can she NOT call me his sister?! I'm NOT his sister!!