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96; Murder

Author: Diana Jones
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-24 23:08:21

I ran back to Noah’s room. My hand hesitated before I knocked. I had no choice. I took a ragged breath and knocked.

“What again? Here to beg for the real address?” his voice growled from the other side.

I rolled my eyes as the door swung open. “Nikki came to the house.”

He cocked an eyebrow, then folded his arms across his chest. “Our house?”

“Yes! My mom just said she came here, said she was your girlfriend, and that she’d wait for you in your room. And my laptop is missing. I think she stole it.”

“Okay?”

My eyes widened. “Okay? That’s all you’re going to say?”

Noah let out a deep breath, dropping his hands to his sides. “See, Rosalie, you confuse me. You call me a jerk and a monster, then you run to me for help. What are you expecting? Don’t you think you’re contradicting yourself? Would a monster help you?”

My mouth hung open. “I… I just wanted to inform you and ask for her address. It’s not like I’m telling you to follow me to get it back.”

“Hmm… you can do better than that, Rosal
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  • Bullied by my Stepbrother    118; Familiar

    The words hung in the sterile air between us. It’s not for David.I took a sharp step back from the hospital bed, and my shoulder bumped into Noah’s chest. He didn’t move. He was like a solid wall behind me. He let out a small, low chuckle that vibrated through me, a sound that was part shock, part something else entirely.I couldn’t process this here. Not with my mom looking so broken, not with Noah’s knowing presence at my back.“I… I’m going to go,” I stammered, with my eyes still locked on my mother. “I’ll come see you tomorrow.”“No,” she whispered. She still wouldn’t look at me. “Don’t. There would be no need for that. Just… focus on school. I’ll be fine.”“No, I need to–”“I said no Rosalie. You don’t have to. I might even be home before you come home. Just relax and don’t worry about me, okay?”The dismissal stung, but it also gave me an escape route. I turned and practically fled the room, Noah following silently in my wake. We walked through the hospital corridors and out to

  • Bullied by my Stepbrother    117; Not David

    The hospital lights shine bright in my eye.The chairs in the waiting room were hard plastic, and I sat there numb. I was staring at a scuff mark on the floor. Noah’s arm was around me, but I couldn’t feel it. I just felt cold.Hours passed, and my head was heavy. My eyes burned and I must have fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew, Noah was gently tapping my shoulder. He lifted my head from where it had slumped against his chest, and he turned my gaze to his.“Rosalie,” he said softly. “The doctor’s here.”I jerked upright. My heart was leaping into my throat. A doctor in a white coat stood in front of us with his face kind but tired.“Your mother is stable,” he said, and a wave of relief washed over me so strong it made me dizzy. I let out a deep sigh of relief.“She’s severely malnourished. Dehydrated. She’s pregnant, she needs to be eating for two, not for none.” He gave me a pointed look. “We’re hydrating her and we’ll get some nutrients into her. She needs rest.”“Can I s

  • Bullied by my Stepbrother    116; Tears

    The final bell rang, and I practically launched myself out of my seat. My backpack felt like it was filled with bricks. I’d woken up so drained, so tired, I almost didn’t come. I had no energy for anything.I didn’t look back as I shoved my way into the hallway. I didn’t have to. I could feel him. Noah’s presence was a constant, heavy shadow all day. We were almost at the exit when Nikki stepped in front of us, blocking the way.I rolled my eyes so hard I saw my own brain. A loud and frustrated groan tore out of me. This was the last thing I needed. The absolute last thing.“Whatever it is, the answer is no,” I snapped, not even breaking my stride as I tried to walk around her. “And you can forget about trying to talk shit to me because of the laptop. I'm not doing any of your bizarre shit."A smile crept on her lips, and she popped a bubble with the bubble gum she was chewing."I'm not here to negotiate, dork. I'm here to inform you." She leaned closer, and her voice dropped to a w

  • Bullied by my Stepbrother    115; Fucked up but with an emerald

    David stood in my doorway, with his tall frame blocking the light from the hall. My face fell as I let my gaze fall on him.“What are you doing here?” I asked. The anger and humiliation were still a hot coal in my chest.“I’m sorry,” he said, stepping inside and closing the door softly behind him. “I got caught up in something. I shouldn’t have made you wait.”A bitter laugh escaped me. “Yeah. Right. You would have also gotten caught up in something if I had rode with you?”He didn’t argue. Instead, he let out a deep sigh and his eyes drifted to the canvas on my easel. It was a violent storm of red and black. He let out a deep sigh again, then he did something that completely disarmed me. He walked over to me and picked up a clean brush. He dipped it in a smudge of crimson on my palette, and without asking, began to stroke the color onto the corner of my painting.I pulled back, ready to yell at him for touching my work, but the words died in my throat.I just watched him.His stroke

  • Bullied by my Stepbrother    114; Losing my mind

    His words hung in the air. It was toxic and suffocating. Do you want me to touch you?I stumbled back a step, with genuine shock freezing the blood in my veins. “What… what would make you even say something like that?”A cold, knowing smirk twisted his lips. “What would make me say it? You came in here dressed like that. Then you were clearly pushing out your chest… and then you were talking about me ducking my ‘hot coworker’. It seems to me quite well that you’re playing a very dangerous game, Rosalie, and you’re not nearly as good at it as you think.”“I just came for answers,” I insisted, but my voice sounded weak even to my own ears. What the fuck? Is that how I seemed?The confidence I’d walked in with was crumbling, and a cold dread was taking its place.“Well, you won’t get one out of me. I have already told you that.” he said smoothly. “The answers lie with your mother, not with me. She’s the one in the right position to tell you.”And just like that, a crushing and humili

  • Bullied by my Stepbrother    113; Touch me?

    I didn’t even care that Noah was in the room with me. I started pulling at my school shirt, and I started to unbutton it.Noah’s eyes widened, and his eyes fell to my chest. “What are you doing? Have you lost your mind?”“Of course not, It’s the only way,” I shot back. My voice was trembling with a mix of fury and desperation. “My mom won’t talk. Everything is making me lose my mind. I need to know, it’s for the best for both of us… And David is the only one who has the answers, and I can… press him.”“You don’t know my dad like I do!” Noah’s voice was low and urgent. His hand closed around my wrist to stop me. “He doesn’t get ‘pressed,’ Rosalie. He gets angry, and then presses you. He’s literally the one that does the pressing. This is a terrible idea.”“Well, I’m out of ideas, Noah! My life is blowing up and everyone is just whispering and lying! I need to know! We need to know.” I yanked my wrist free, and I resumed unbuttoning my shirt.“Yeah but my dad is not going to spill if h

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