Step-Brother? Not Really

Chapter 7

"Hey. Um. Listen. Anjelly. I'm sorry for what I did before. To be honest I wasn't really like this before a lot of stuff with my family happened. My mom and dad got divorced and that really affected me a lot and I don't even know why I'm telling you this right now, but um. I'm sorry so." Woah. Nash Grier not only just gave me a horrible apoligy, but he just opened up to me. He basically just showed that he trusted me. I don't know why, but I had to fight the urge to run to him and just squeeze the shit out of him. "You know. Um. I feel kind of the same way, I mean my parents affected me a lot and my life was so different from this and I don't know I just kinda blocked everyone out, but I accept your apology and thanks. You know, you didn't have to do that," I responded, secretly fighting back the tears that were building up in the back of my eyes. "Actually I didn't have a choice," Nash said. I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?" I asked. "Well I was kind of told to be nice to you from now on, so I guess this is a start, you know?" he said raising an eyebrow. "Work in progress," he spoke again, this time playfully hitting my shoulder. My expression suddenly went from 'forgiving' to 'I can't believe I really thought this asshole could change'. "Yeah," I said. "You know, you just totally ruined this whole apology thing. You can leave now, you may not have had a say in moving, but you have a say in where you are right now. No one is holding a gun to your head and making you stay in this room. The bedroom door is right there," I said as I angrily moved clothes from the box on my dresser, and into my closet. He looked at me with shocked eyes. Did he really not notice what he just said? "Well maybe I want to stay," he said. I scoffed. "Really? And what's here for your to do?" I said still moving clothes. I heard Nash move across my room and stop by my side. "I don't know, spend some time with my soon-to-be step sister?" he said, putting his arm around me and giving me a squeeze. I gave him a dirty look and attempted to reach a box on top of the stack labeled 'pajamas & stuff'. Obviously, I was too short and needed help. I didn't really ask for any, but Nash practically pushed me out of the way and grabbed the box with ease. He set it down on the floor and began opening it. He stopped when he saw me staring at him raising an eyebrow. "If I'm gonna spend time with my sister, I might as well make myself useful right?" he said. "No, i am not your 'sister' and don't you have your own stuff to unpack?" I said placing my hands on my hips. Before answering, he just laughed. "I don't unpack," he said. "I just kinda wait, until I need anything and I just take it out." He began opening the box again. "Nice," I huffed under my breath. I turned around to look out the full length window in my room. I heard Nash removing whatever was in the box and placing it on the bed, but I tried not to agknowledge him. I heard him come up behind he, so I cautiously turned around as he held up a pair of my black lacey underwear. He winked and clicked his tongue, as I stood there at loss for my words. Nice, Angelina. Very, very nice.