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Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet 50
ELENA I woke suddenly, the dryness in my mouth almost painful, my body sluggish and overheated beneath my blanket. The faint throb behind my forehead reminded me of earlier — the sharp sting of a nosebleed that had caught me off guard when Logan’s elbow slammed into my nose. I had cleaned up well enough, pressing tissues against my nostrils until the bleeding stopped. Now, there was a lingering soreness in the bridge of my nose, a faint metallic taste that hadn’t quite left me.I lay there for a long moment, motionless, my body still heavy. I didn’t toss. I didn’t turn. I simply existed, breathing softly in the darkness.What woke me?The question whispered in the back of my mind, nagging at me with an urgency I couldn’t quite explain. I frowned faintly, my brows drawing together, and stared up at the ceiling.I traced patterns on them, then I counted sheep. Anything to make me fall asleep. Still, nothing. No sign of sleep. Milk. The word popped into my mind. Maybe I could drink
Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet 49
ELENA The front door swung open with a soft creak. I stumbled across the front door, one hand pressed against my face, the other clutching the hem of my sweatshirt. I kicked the door closed behind her, blinking hard against the dizziness threatening to topple me.QI was still dizzy—maybe because I lost blood but it was better than earlier.I stepped into the hallway, head down, arms hanging limply at her sides.My clothes were a mess: the front of my pale sweater and the cuffs of my sleeves were heavily stained a rusty red, the once-soft gray fabric now stiff where the blood had dried. Smudges trailed up toward my throat, an ugly map of where I’d wiped her hands without thinking.I knew how I must look — and part of me wished I could disappear before they saw.The house was quiet for a few heartbeats. Then—“Elena?” My mother’s voice called from somewhere deeper inside.I froze.I heard her footsteps, they got closer and louder. I barely had time to brace myself before my mother ca
Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet 48
ELENA I moved before I could think. My legs carried me forward in quick, unsteady steps, my hand reaching out instinctively toward him.I caught his wrist in a clumsy grip, my fingers wrapping around the rough fabric of his sleeve, The man stiffened instantly at my touch.“Let go—” he started, voice sharp with confusion, but he jerked his arm back almost at the same time, trying to free himself from my hold. His movement was sudden, uncoordinated — and before I could even brace myself, the heel of his hand struck me. Across the bridge of my nose. A sharp, nauseating crack sounded, followed by a hot rush of pain that exploded across my face. I gasped, staggering back, my hand flying up instinctively to cup my nose as the first warm gush of blood spilled over my lips and onto my trembling fingers.“Fuck!” I cried out, voice cracking with shock.Tears sprung to my eyes, blurring the edges of the hallway around me. I barely registered what Logan was doing. Lo
Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet 47
ELENA His phone started ringing again.This person was persistent, and I guessed it to be Regina. The ring tone cut through the heavy silence. I rolled my eyes, my patience thinning with every buzz.There was something about that sound—sharp, invasive—that made my skin crawl. I didn’t want to hear it. I didn’t want to hear from him. Not now. Not ever, if I could help it.I caught a glance of him through the mirror. He tightened his jaw and gulped, taking glances at the screen of the phone. He had placed the phone on his lap, his gaze going from the phone to the road ahead, then back. He gripped onto the steering wheel, tightening it, trying to restrain himself. Maybe not give in because I was pissed but I know he was bound to answer one way or the other. If it was, Regina. Then I wondered, what did she have that I don’t? No. I shook my head. I shouldn’t be comparing myself. I turned my head away, arms folded tight across my chest as if that alone could shield me from the fact t
Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet 46
ELENA I turned my face away, letting my gaze settle on the world outside the window. Trees whipped past, then streetlamps, and finally, houses— unfamiliar and sterile-looking, as if they’d been cut from a magazine ad and dropped onto this stretch of road. I didn’t recognize the neighborhood. This was Regina’s neighbourhood. Fancy. We drove deeper in, slowing only as we approached a house that looked just as unfamiliar as the rest. He pulled into the driveway with the same urgency that had carried us the whole way here, but now there was a sudden stillness. The engine cut off.Then after a few minutes, he spoke—calm, flat, distant. “You can come out if you want. Or stay here. It’s your choice.” His hand was already on the door handle. He pushed it open and climbed out in one smooth motion, like he’d rehearsed it. No glance back. No checking to see if I was okay. Just... gone.“What?” I blinked, stunned by the coldness in his tone, the absence of warmth in his words. Befo
Tangled In My Step-brother's Sheet 45
ELENA I watched as we moved past trees and buildings. I took in a breath, trying to hold everything in when air was jolted out of me. The car came to an abrupt, jarring stop, snapping me out of my thoughts. My body lurched forward, instinct kicking in before reason—I shot out my arm, palm splayed, bracing it firmly against the dashboard just in time to stop myself from slamming into it. My heart gave a startled jolt in my chest as the seat belt tightened across my ribs, catching me in that awkward half-folded posture, breath caught somewhere between surprise and irritation. My chest rose and fell in sharp, uneven breaths, the aftermath of the sudden stop still pulsing through me. My eyes were wide, locked in a startled stare, and my head hung slightly forward—jaw clenched, breath caught halfway between shock and restraint. For a moment, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t think. Just sat there, processing.“You alright?” His voice broke through the silence—gentle, but uncertain. He turne
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