Stepbrother, I Have A Secret

“What are you waiting for? Just do it, Bev.” Hailee kept on convincing me. I looked at her, apprehensively. “B-But I’m scared. What if-“ Before I could finish my words, she already cut me off.“Oh come on! It’s normal to feel scared but there’s no point if you’d continue being like this. So, try it now. If you never try, you’ll never know.” She then showed me her warmest smile as she caressed my arm.Her smile and her soothing voice were too comforting, and she’s really a great convincer—there’s no doubt on that. In the end, I found myself walking inside the restroom with a troubled mind. My heart never stopped beating so loud, it only worsened as I closed the door and sat on the toilet bowl. It’s as if any minute by now, I’m going to collapse due to the anxiety lingering through my system. I just know I never saw this coming. No one ever did. I just woke up one day and I started feeling the symptoms. God knows how hard I tried to ignore it and disregard the possibilities. But late

The man who I fucked last night is my stepbrother? Is this some kind of a fucking joke?I removed my eyes from the danger of his gaze and shifted it to my mother’s face. My heart was in my mouth as I gathered all of my courage to speak up after a moment of deafening silence.“Tell me you’re kidding, mom.” I said in a controlled voice. She raised an eyebrow at me, as if my words sounded ridiculous to her ears.“I’m not kidding, Bev.” She stared at me for a second before I got to see her sarcastic smile. “Oh, I get it now. Of course, I should’ve saw that reaction coming. We’ve already talked about this matter but I guess, we just couldn’t understand each other.” She toned bitterly.I swallowed hard, not because I was affected by her words. But because I could clearly feel those intense stares from that man named… Atlas.What’s with his stares, by the way? He must stop doing that! It’s as if he could remember what happened last night between us.Or… maybe he really could.My eyes widened

I hate Atlas Cameron and I mean it!I hate the way he talked and delivered his words to me, and I hate it more that he had to always bring up what happened between us that night, plus the fact that he compared me to his slut! And the audacity to call me what? Babydoll? Babydoll his ass! “Please, Bev. Be with me just this once. I’m doing this all for you, honey.” Mom said while we were inside Atlas’ car.“Yeah. Whatever.” I scoffed. Bitterness has its own way to attack my chest. I heard her sigh.I’m well aware of my emotional responses, like me being such a brat towards her. I honestly don’t want to pull this side of me. I’m trying to be mature, as I should but, God! She’s just so insensitive. Does she really think everything’s back to normal now just because I’m here with them, accepting my defeat? There’s no way for it to happen. I just know that after all of these, things will never be the same anymore between us and I’ll forever blame her for that.I quietly watched our house t

What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with my body?Am I sick or something?My eyes were wondering as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. I was done throwing up, my face looked pale that’s why I took my blush-on and lippie to do a little retouch. I pressed my lips together after I applied the lipstick. I stared at my reflection one more time before I decided to leave the restroom. My heart was pumping rapidly against my chest while I was going back to our table. Hailee immediately found my eyes. I have no plans on eating that dessert no matter how delicious it is to my eyes. It’s just, I think there’s something wrong with my smell and stomach state.“What? Why? Are we leaving?” Hailey’s lips parted when she realized I wouldn’t go back to my seat and continue to eat.“I’m sorry, Hail. I just can’t eat that.” I pointed the tuna fish cake.“Seriously? Why? Was the taste that bad? You’re fond of tuna, aren’t you? Is this an exception or what?” She looked so confused and I felt guilty c

Hot tears pooled in the corner of my eyes. I gazed sharply at him before I forcefully pulled my wrist from his hold and hastily marched upstairs, leaving him standing like a fool there. My footsteps were heavy as I walked to my room. I let the shopping bags fall on the floor and threw myself on the bed, my chest tightening and I could feel a lump forming in my throat.“So sorry, baby. You have a very bad daddy,” I sighed while touching my tummy. “He hates mommy. Well, I hate him too…” my chuckled was dry. God, I don’t like this feeling at all. “But don’t you worry, mommy got you. I’m sorry for thinking of getting rid of you. I promise I’ll protect and love you… with all my heart.” I meant it. If I have to keep my baby away from the people around us that could potentially hurt him or her, I’d gladly do it. From now on, my baby’s safety is my priority. Hailee’s right. What I got was a blessing that deserves to be cherished, it was a gift from above that needs my pure care, love and att