Step-Brother? Not Really

Chapter 6

"I think you and I both know what this whole 'moving in' thing means," Nash began. At this point I was forgetting all about how this summer was going to be different. I was terrified, but an terrified as I was, I stood my ground. "What are you saying, Grier," I said with an attitude that I even surprised myself with. "It means stay out of my way," he said taking a step closer to me. I didn't move back, though, I stood in the same spot as before. "It means your summer may just be a living hell." he took another step closer, and another, and another, only this time I took a step back. That was enough for me to be against the wall, with Nash's face just inches from mine. "I didn't exactly have a say in any of this," he continued. I felt his hot breath on my face as he spoke. I laughed and said," Oh, and you think I did?" His face stayed blank. "I know, you just want your mom to be happy, and that's exactly what I wanted for my dad, excpet not like this. This won't be fun, trust me, but it will be much worse if you rat me out for anything," he said and grabbed my wrist, which had been against the wall beside me. "And I mean anything," he said as he began to squeeze my wrist, rather hard. At that moment, I couldn't be more thankful to see a complete stranger in my life, but the door opened a revealed a younger version of Nash. I guess he saw the terrified look on my face, because he walked right up to Nash and screamed, "What the hell are you doing?" For once, Nash Grier was left speechless, because his dad and my mom walked in the room after they heard the screaming. Nash quickly moved from his position, holding me up againt the wall. His dad was pretty pissed because he called Nash out of the room to "speak with him" and after that all I heard was yelling. I started unpacking my boxes and about an hour later, I heard a knocking on the door. "It's open," I called out. I heard the door open, and I saw Nash walk into my room, once again.