My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DABBY:

I changed the direction of my step instantly, and decided to run through the field in front of the school. Mason told me that I should meet him in front of the drama club room at the other side of the building.

As I was about to run out, I saw two hefty guys standing before me and I recognized them as Damien’s friends. I became scared.

“Hey there, kitty. How is it that you keep getting roped with Damien everytime?!” The first one whom I knew as Bryan asked, and my tongue became tied immediately. I was terrified to my death, because of the overbearing tension his eyes carried.

It made me realize that Damien didn’t tell friends anything about himself or family, and it could never be in my place to tell them. But not answering their questions meant trouble too, and I started to think of reasonable answers in my head.

“I do… not know why. It just hap.. pens like that,” I stuttered in a pitiful voice, with no plausible answer to tell the two angry, protective friends of Damien, “Probably because of what happened with Madison,” I continued immediately after I finished my sentence, and another word occured to me as I quickly added it.

“No. No. Why was he even standing with you this morning? Like why was he meeting with you this morning around where he lives?” Xavier asked again with a very stern face, and I began to think of what to say fast. Bryan was looking like he was ready to punch me at any moment, and I knew that he could do it. I couldn’t risk that happening to me.

“My family just moved to the neighborhood last weekend, and Damien saw me coincidentally this morning. He just warned me never to be seen around him, because he wants no scandals about us ever again,” the lies came out my lips so easily, as I painted a beautiful tale for them.

“You keep causing him problems! Don’t you know that is a problem for our group?! It is so bothersome that you are everywhere around him like a stalker!” Bryan continued so angrily, and instantly dragged my shirt to push me close to him. He was locking tightly around my neck with my clothes, and I knew I would soon be suffocated.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“I am really sorry,” I began to plead in tears, as Xavier told Bryan to leave me alone and that it wasn’t my fault. However, Bryan looked like someone that was out of his mind already.

“Stay away from him! The next time there is a you and Damien in the same sentence. You are dead. Got that?!” He squeezed even more tightly, and I began gasping for breath because he wasn’t listening to Xavier, by even tightening the cloth around my neck the more.

‘Was that how I was going to die?’

The attention of people were already on us, and the anxiousness in the air was palpable. Bryan looked so out of it, and they were not even helping. Suddenly, a strong force swung Bryan’s hard free from my neck. I fell to the floor immediately, and struggled to breath.

“Stop it. Bryan!” Damien yelled at him, and Bryan regained his senses immediately. He looked at me to see what he had done, and the attention of people that were in him already.

I was coughing frantically while trying not to cry, and two guys suddenly came before them to pick me up. They were Mason’s friends from the cafeteria, and they quickly helped me away from the trio’s sight. It was a scary feeling, and I felt life leaving me.

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“I cannot believe that the bastard’s friend tried to do this to you!” Mason gritted his teeth, as he applied ointment that he had gone to get from the nurse around my neck. I begged him that I didn’t want to go to the infirmary again, so that they wouldn’t ask what had happened.

“I think he was out of it for a moment. It is nothing,” I tried to defend them for myself, so that they would not end up coming to revenge against me if I reported their friend.

The only thing I could not stop thinking about was the way Damien angrily freed me from his friend’s grip, and the look he gave me when our eyes met briefly was a sentimental one. His actions really surprised me.

‘He had been trying to make me miserable and sad everytime we met, so why was he trying to help me? I would have probably expected him to join his friends in the bashing.’

“Someone like that should be ostracized from the students, and given a compulsory stay home. We are reporting this to the principal!” Mason said silently as he continued to apply the ointment, which made me flinch fearfully as I turned to look at his face.

“Please, Mason. I cannot risk anything further than I had done. It was quite hard to give them a plausible story that nothing was between I and Dalton. I do not want to drag it any further.”

“This is the problem, Dabby. Trying to cover up for people who do not even give a damn about you. So much for a guy that cannot even tell his closest friends that you are his sister,” Mason hissed angrily, and I sighed. He was really pissed off about everything, and I wasn’t helping matters by trying to use sick words to persuade him.

“He probably cannot. It would bruise his ego and make people talk even more. He cannot afford to lose his popularity because of me.”

“You and defending him all the time. Was that why you didn’t tell me that you guys have been home alone?” Mason sounded hurt as finished his last sentence, and I gasped in surprise because I wondered how he knew that, “I thought we were friends.”

“Yes, we are. I like you so much as a friend, and I do not want to ever lose our friendship, Mason. I didn’t want you to react about me and Damien being home alone. I am really sorry,” I pleaded with him because I didn’t want his feelings hurt. He was my best friend, if I could say.

“That isn’t a problem, Dabby. I just want you to be fine. Damien is a jerk, and he might try to vent his frustration against you. I just want you to be free from pressure,” he responded genuinely, and I smiled as he held my right hand gently in his.

“Thank you so much, Mason.”

“About you and Damien being a subject for scandal, we need to do something about that because those girls are brutal. And it might only stop if Damien gets a new girlfriend,” Mason said to me, and I widened my eyes in shock.

‘Who knew when that would be?’

“I am so stressed out about being the major healines lately. Should I perhaps convince him to start dating again?” I suggested momentarily, and I realized that my suggestion even sounded dumb.

“No. Can you even do that? Face Damien and ask him to start dating a girl so that you can finally rest from getting in scandals with him?” Mason teased, and I sighed terribly. Everything that looked like a solution was just so hard.

“No, I can’t,” I mouthed sadly, “What do I do then?” I asked Mason. He always knew what to do at tough times.

“You just take the lead. Be the one to break that trend,” he told me, and I sure was not slow witted enough to not understand what he meant.

“How do I even do that? I do not have anything like that,” I informed him apologetically, and he gave me a puzzled look because I was feeling down.

“Oh dear Dabby. You do not have to feel bad that you have not dated before. It is not even a big deal,” Mason tried to encourage but I shook my head. People would probably laugh at me and mock me, if they heard that.

“It probably is,” I mumbled and sighed again with my head hanging downwards, which made Mason chuckle. He suddenly put his hands on my cheeks and turned my face to meet his.

“Do you wanna pretend with me?

Pretend to be in a fake relationship, and let everyone know that we are dating,” he suddenly asked.