My Stepbrother secret-possession

Guilt, Regret And A Taste Of Agony

In my room, I seek solace, trying to catch my breath. Vicious Embry had succeeded in tearing me apart as she pleased. I shiver with anticipation, fearing the unknown.

How long does it take? A minute? A second? For my mum to burst through the door. How can I ever gather the courage to show myself to the world?

A knife has pierced my chest, going deeper until I'm bleeding internally.

I had to force myself to rush out of the dining room. With Lilith's hateful glare from across the room and Leigh's audible heavy breathing, the walls seemed to close in on me. Even now, on my bed, I feel suffocated. My frail body can do nothing but produce a flow of tears.

I have become toxic, and by staying here, I will only bring pain and destruction. How soon will the poison I've buried spread throughout my world and bring me down with it?

Hugging my knees to my chest, I allow the pain to engulf me as I deserve. I am to blame. Despite the goodness God has provided, I fell in love with the one person forbidden on this terrestrial planet. Even now, all I want is to find solace in his heavenly embrace. I am a sinner, and I cannot have happiness.

The screeching sound from the door startles me, and wordlessly I wait for my mom's outburst.

"What's that about?" It wasn't my mom; it was the person I fear facing.

"Mmm?" I struggle with my constricted throat.

I hear her hiss before taking a few steps forward. I refuse to look at her, knowing all too well the hatred she's currently directing at me. "You know what I'm talking about, Ava. You better tell me she's wrong," she pleads in her aggrieved tone. And I wish I hadn't come here. I truly am the snake; I'm neither innocent nor naive—I don't deserve this family; they're too good for me.

I'm mute; I have no shield, not even a word to support me. I am defeated, and it's evident to everyone. "Ava?" Lilith's impatient tone fills the room. "Is there something I should know?" She practically yells. I flinch, consumed by guilt.

I find myself trying, but the words continue to fail me. "I... I just..."

She takes a shaky breath, her voice turning cold as she asks, "There's no way, right? There's nothing between you and Leigh, huh? What's on Instagram, is it fake?" Desperation laces her words—the desperate need to believe she's right twists the knife in my chest.

Her hopeful tone sparks sympathy within me, but it's for no one but myself, so I force myself to mumble, "Yes," amid a pool of tears drenching my skin. I should know Lilith well enough by now; I should know the consequences of pushing her too far.

The bed starts to shift and lower as she positions herself closer to me. "Why would Embry do that?" She questions, filled with anger. Nevertheless, I battle my sorrow. "How could she be so cruel? She didn't just hurt you, Ava; she's trying to blackmail my family."

"It doesn't matter; it's Embry anyway."

Lilith snorts and takes a moment for herself before she speaks again. "Hey, look at me." She places her fingers under my chin, forcing our eyes to meet, and I'm greeted by the familiar version of Lilith. "I would never let anyone, whether it's Embry or any other fucker, mess with my family. You are my family... and Embry will regret messing with my little sister and big brother."