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IT'S ALL YOURS

Author: Mmeso. L
last update publish date: 2026-07-01 23:17:51

ASHLEY

I clear my throat, looking at him. I need to say something, anything, to break the tension that’s getting heavier the longer we just look at each other.

“So, no one else knows where you live?” I ask, my voice barely audible to him due to the distance between us.

Jeremías doesn't answer immediately. He just stares at me, his eyes low and soft as he sits in one position.

“It's almost like a new place. No one knows this address.”

“So, it's just me?” I press, my fingers digging into my elb
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    JEREMÍAS Ashley furrows her brows. “Nightmares?” “About you bleeding,” I say, my voice low. “You have nightmares about that, right? When you plead with your parents to stop your bleeding. It's always the same.” I feel her movements stiffen and her eyes widen slightly. She's figured out that I know. She nods slowly, her eyes fixed on my face, trying to figure out how I know about it. “Yes. But–but how did you know?” She asks, her voice barely audible. “Caleb has no idea about it either.” I licm my lips, my gaze never wavering from her face. I'm battling everything in my not to tell her anything right now. Screw Caleb. Starting something he can't finish. He's still choosing not to be smart even after all these years. Everything is always for his benefit. “How long have you been having those particular nightmares?” I continue. I scan her expression intensely, searching for a hint of reluctance or giving up. I would prefer she stops asking than hearing the truth. It will af

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    MISSING ME ALREADY?

    ASHLEY I furrow my brows at André as he flashes that signature smile again. Fuck. He really needs to stop that or I'll have to glue his lips together. It's too casual and strange at the same time. It makes it impossible for me to know his true intentions. I can't tell if he's a good or bad person. “You're safe, Ashley,” he says, his voice firm. His tone is sincere which makes it more confusing for me. “Trust me, it's not like that. I just want to keep in touch. That's all.” I let out a surrendering sigh, the cool night air prickling the skin on my bare legs. Whatever. If he has good or bad intentions, I don't mind. At least, if Jeremías decides to ghost me suddenly or ignore me again, I'll have a direct link to his inner circle and find out what's wrong. I reach out and take his phone. I quickly punch in my digits. Just as I hand him back his phone, the front door peels open. I look up to see Jeremías standing near the door, wearing a blue tank top, shorts and socks. His h

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    ARE YOU HITTING ON ME?

    ASHLEY André shrugs, tucking his hands in his jacket pockets. He averts his gaze to his phone, glancing at the blank screen for three seconds before turning back to me. “I'm not sure, but I think I heard it from Jere.” I shake my head once. “Jeremías doesn't know that much. He doesn't know my middle name or my first name—probably.” With the way he calls me by my last name, I suspect he doesn't just like the way my first name sounds. “Then, it's definitely from Caleb. When he used to visit during the holidays back then, he was quite the talker,” he says immediately, not waiting a second for me to end my words. I keep quiet. Caleb does know my name, but he isn't the kind to be so interested in memorizing and saying my full name to people. Weird. André exhales sharply, leaning away from the sofa, his posture upright. His eyes darts around the house, his lips still curling into that normal smile. “Aren't you bored, staying here?” he asks, his tone casual and low. “Caleb just l

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    MY GOVERNMENT NAME

    ASHLEY I remain silent, my heart thumping hard against my chest. I love Jeremías. I do, right? Do I love him? Gosh. I had asked Jeremías to go against his swear code and make an exception for me by loving me. I wanted him to. But did I love him? Or was I just saying all that to him because he was inside me then? I glance up to see Caleb's intense, searching gaze still on me. I quickly look away. Now, I'm not even sure if I know what love feels like anymore. I had spent my teenage years up until recently, loving only Caleb that I don’t know if it was really love to just a familiar affection towards him. And maybe, just maybe I had desperately wanted to move on from Caleb and try something else except for love. And I had chosen his brother—either a wrong choice or a right one—to channel my emotions to. Now, it's all messed up. I cared for Jeremías. Yes. But the truth is I still care much about Caleb's feelings and emotions more than Jeremías'. And terrifyingly, it might not c

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    I'M NOT LEAVING

    ASHLEY I walk down the hallway, my bare feet pressing against the cold floor. I can't wear these heels anymore. They're bruising me in ways I can't describe. The hallway is silent, except for the soft footsteps of the cleaners descending the stairs after their work. What do I expect? It's still 7:30 in the morning. I'm wondering why Jeremías had sent me home this early, but I don't bother asking him too many questions. He might get irritated easily. I feel energetic. Too energetic, unlike my normal tiredness. Maybe it's because I slept well or I slept in Jeremías' home. It's a step ahead for me. The last time I visited, he had sent me home. I was expecting him to do the same from the club. But I was surprised when I woke up in the middle of the night to see myself on his bed. Though he wasn't with me, it was enough for me. It's a progress from where we last were. I glance at his sweater that's still on my body. It's warm and keeps his scent lingering on me. As I stroll to

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN?

    JEREMÍAS I pull up in front of my parents house, glancing through my window. I see the familiar back of my father's red Mercedes parked in the middle of the driveway. He's home. I turn my head to my side. Ashley is sitting beside me, looking pretty as the morning light hits her fresh, smooth skin from outside. Her hair, usually wild, is pulled back into a bun, leaving her neck exposed and fucking delicate. I stare at the neck—at the soft skin that looks vulnerable and easy to bruise.Then, my eyes drop to her left wrist. She had massaged the joint with ice earlier before putting on the wrist splint again. Every time I look at that black fabric, my jaw tightens. It is my fault. She had gotten hurt because of me and it was surely causing her pain. Damn. “Aren't you coming in?” she asks, her almond shaped eyes fixed on my face, eagerly waiting probably for me to follow her in. I glance back at the figure of the house, then back at her. “I have something urgent to take care of.”Sh

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    UGLY TOO

    ASHLEY “Caleb!” What the hell? After all the ‘thinking about it’ and needing just closure, I find him inside a pool, tongue in tongue with a Spanish that ghosts him. I wish he doesn't know how to swim. I can just push them far apart and watch him struggle to get to her. He jerks his head arou

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    GOTTEN CLOSURE

    JEREMÍAS I surely didn't expect Caleb to bring anyone with him as he was coming, and especially not her. I knew they were best friends but I didn't know she was far different from how Caleb had described her the last time he visited alone. But she? She's pretty and delicate, in a way that make

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    NOT OFFICIALLY

    ASHLEY Ohhh. So, he's the distant first Cruz brother in the family. Caleb never really talked about him, but whenever his mum suggested he was going to visit his brother in Spain, he would refuse, saying that he likes how they barely know each other. “Your name.” “Huh?” “What's the name, los

  • 90 Days In My Bestfriend's Stepbrother's Bed    HIS STEPBROTHER

    ASHLEY I swallow hard, my cheeks flushing red. My hands are resting on Caleb's warm chest muscle. “Yes. Definitely you and I,” he says, his smile sheepish. “If you want, it can happen now. I can quickly call up Josh for you while I have my share of fun with Mirabel. My face quickly stiffens an

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