Step-Brother? Not Really

Chapter 5

I walked into my new house, already seeing Nash come out of his car. "Don't see me," I thought. I was totally dreading the moment we would actually have to speak to each other. I knew he was going to make a rude, insulting comment, so I thought I'd save myself the tears for now. I was releaved to see Will step out of the car, next to Nash. I don't really know why, but maybe Will had a little more controll over Nash, then I did. "Do you know where your room is?" Will asked, with Nash still next to him but refusing to make eye contact with me. He had a disgusted look on his face, one that almost scared me. I shook my head in responce to Will's question. "I'll show her," said a voice, but it wasn't Will's, It was Nash. I let out a little sigh, but maybe he'll be different. Maybe he'll stop with all of the judging and commenting on everything I do. Maybe he'll stop being the reason I cry myself to sleep everynight and feel so insecure. I didn't get a chance to protest against having Nash bring me go my new room, before he was walking me down the hallway with his large hand placed on the lower part of my torso. Although I did feel a tad uncomfortable with his hand's sudden contact with my back, at first, I didn't attempt to move it or tell him off for it, not that I ever told him off for anything. I knew this summer would be different though, I knew I had to be stronger, and that's exactly what I was going to do. I attempted to pry his hands off of my torso and with an uneasy look on my face, I said, "Can you just show me my room please?" "Of course," he said almost sarcastically. He had a smug grin on his face, and I was already starting to feel the hairs stand up on the back of my neck. I followed him all the way down to the end of the hallway and he pushed me into my room so hard, that I stumbled. He as well walked into my new room and he closed the door behind him.