"Hit me," I whisper, staring up at him, as he towered over me, my back pressed to the wall.
His face falls from one of anger to one of confusion, his brows furrowing, and he looks down, ripping his stupid, show-stopping blue eyes away from my own.
God, even when I'm mad at him, I love him.
He looks at me, taking a step back, in complete and utter shock at my words, "What?"
"Hit me, do it, don't act as you care for me," I spit out, pursing my lips together to keep myself from sobbing.
He looks at me, and I stare back, the silence fills the room and he runs his hand through his hair, turning away from me.
"I'm not gonna hit you, you idiot, I love you" He snaps after a few painful minutes of silence, gently cupping my face into his hands, lowering his tone, "Despite everything, I still love you,"
I find myself leaning into his touch, even though I don't want to, "You love me, but I'm one you've turned on, repeatedly,"
"I'd chose my sister over you, any of you," He says, softly. But for some reason, when he says it, I want to accept it, but I don't deserve to be a second choice.
"Just me,"
He quickly pulls his touch away from me, and only then, can I think straight. I'm upset that I fell for it, again, his stupid love spell.
"Stop! Stop with the bullsh*t about being unloved, you are a part of me. If you don't agree with my motive, I don't care! I never said I was perfect," He shouts at me, throwing a vase off the table, "But I need you,"
This is the original, however, read the re-write version: Beware the boy dressed in all black (My step-brother)
"Can you stop touching me" I said
"Why would I do that. Your so sexy. I want to have you . Come closer to me. Let me teach you what a man's all about" he said
"No you can't " I replied
"Why not " he said kissing down my neck
"Because your my stepbrother and we shouldn't be doing this " I said
"It's ok. If your not loud no one will hear us playing. No one will find out " he said. Now kissing my back
" I'm your brother after all. I just want to show my sister what life is. Be the first for her everything. It's my responsibility to make sure your prepared for everything " he said while reaching down to my----
No one will find out. That's what he said. I hope he is right
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Bridget's dad had left the family 3 years ago. Her mom been depressed ever since. Bridget does something that would help her mom: made a account for her mom on a dating website. But Bridget then regrets this, when her plan took a turn. Now it's to late to fix the mistake.
How can Bridget live with this. How can everything change after pressing enter on a stupid dating website