Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bullied by my Stepbrother : Kabanata 61 - Kabanata 70

I jolted awake to violent banging on my door.Shit. Not this again.My hand flew to the other side of the bed before my brain fully processed I was awake. It was cold sheets. Noah was gone.Thank fucking God.The door swung open before I could respond. Mom marched in and perched on the edge of my mattress. Her floral perfume clashed with the lingering scent of... him."Time for the attic," she announced, like a prison warden delivering a sentence.I squinted at my alarm clock through crusty eyes. "Isn't it too early for this shit?""It's nine.""Nine?" I shot upright, the sheet pooling at my waist. Had we really stayed up until—Mom's gaze turned razor-sharp. "You look exhausted. Stay up all night?""No." I cleared my throat. I got up from the bed then started walking over to the door. I rubbed sleep from my eyes as I trudged up the attic stairs behind Mom. The wooden steps creaked under our weight with the smell of dust thick in the air."Aren't you going to have breakfast first?

Noah POVRosalie clasped my hands, and said,“Tell me what happened that night.”The stern look in her eyes was impossible to look away from. It’s like justice is staring straight back at me from deep down in the abyss. I’ve kept this memory to myself for so long. It’s time I tell someone.So I lean back and gaze out the window at the winds blowing outside, and I bring myself back to that night when both our lives changed forever.The DayThe music was loud and the alcohol was flowing. Even though we’re not old enough to drink yet, no one cares. Derek always threw the best parties at his dad’s beach house. It’s the perfect place to host the final party of the summer before school begins.I was dancing to the rhythm, drinking from one cup to the next and getting drunk and high on the beat. I was living the life while I still can because I knew when the football season starts, I’d be working hard toward getting that scholarship. That was the only time I had to relax, so I was going to

Fuck... I want to fuck you so bad." Noah's voice was a broken whimper, his breath hot against my neck.The words snapped me back to reality like a bucket of ice water.Shit. Your stepbrother. You might share a father. What the hell are you doing?I shoved against his chest, putting space between us. My lips still tingled from his kiss. "Stop."Noah's eyes burned with hunger. "Do you know how many times I've fucked my fist just imagining you?" His hand trailed down to grip himself through his jeans. "Your moans... those perfect fucking nipples...""I said stop." My voice trembled."Did it yesterday morning." He took a step closer, crowding me against the wall. "Had your panties pressed to my face while I came.""Noah—""My cock aches for your pussy." His palm cupped me through my leggings, making me gasp. "Want to fill you up, mark you with my cum—""STOP!" I shoved him hard enough to make him stumble.His eyes widened. "What the fuck, Rosalie?""This is wrong." My nails dug into my pa

He lifted me by my hands until I was on my knees again in front of him. I know it would be stupid of me, but I feel the Noah I had seen all this time isn’t capable of doing all these. He’s just hurt, and thinking with rage.“I’m sorry,” I said, the words catching in my throat. I didn’t realize that he had been walking out the door until I’d already blurted the words out. He was leaving here?“For what?” He stopped and asked a second later. I could hear the suspicion in his voice.“That you’re so hurt by what happened to you turned into a monster. ” I instantly regretted the words once they were out but it was too late. His heavy footsteps were loud and hard against the floor as he walked back over to me. I knew he was angry before he even spoke but I didn’t know how much until he spoke.“That’s where you got it wrong,” he gritted and slowly unzipped his jeans. He gripped my hair in his hands and tilted my head back, slightly so he could look into my eyes. “I’m not hurt, I’m the on

Noah let me downstairs, and just as in Justin’s party I sat at a corner. I really hope I don’t see Annie. Because that time, Noah was not this. And I know Annie would want us to leave this party.The deafening blare of the speakers and Noah’s gaze seemed to always find me no matter where I hid. The party had been in full blast for over an hour. I watched the swing and sway of half-naked girls in short skirts and the raucous, hormonal males stumble and party, drunkenly from room to room.Being a teen, I may not have found this so bad if I had some friends here, or wasn’t being threatened. I was isolated to a corner of the room and directly across from me I could see Noah surrounded by other kids though he didn’t seem to be paying much attention to them. Instead his gaze would find its way back to me. I’m sure if he gave his group much attention he would notice the hot brunette, who I was sure was one of the girls checking him out everytime he got to school.I began to think of reasons