All Chapters of One Night With My Stepbrother : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Vera's POV"Let's see how confident you are once you've got burns on your skin." Sarah said, a wide, wicked smile spreading across her face.My eyes stayed locked on the lighter in her hand, the small flame dancing at its tip, inching closer to my skin. Then, out of nowhere, the memory of firefighters battling the fire that swallowed our old house came rushing back. The flames. The smoke. The screams. My father's body being carried out of that burning house.My heart slammed so hard I could hear it pounding in my own ears.Sarah stepped closer. "Liam won't look at you twice after this." Her smile stretched wider.I wanted to move. I wanted to yank my hand away, but the two girls still had me pinned against the locker.Sarah lifted the lighter and pressed it against my right wrist. Pain tore through my body, and I sucked in a sharp breath. The heat against my skin felt unbearable, and for a second I could almost smell my own skin burning.But I didn't scream.Instead, the scream I'd le

Vera's POVI didn't know where to go. All I knew was that I wanted to be as far from that dance studio as possible right then. My feet carried me down the hallway without me paying attention to where they were taking me, my mind still stuck on everything that had just happened. Sarah. The lighter. The pain still throbbing on my wrist. And the way I'd fought back against all of them.After a few minutes, I found myself standing in front of the restroom. I pushed the door open and stepped inside. It was quiet in there. I walked straight to the sink and turned on the faucet, water rushing out fast.My eyes dropped to my hands, then to my right wrist, the spot where Sarah had burned me still stinging. I moved my fingers around it carefully, avoiding the burn itself. A small smile crept onto my face. At least I hadn't let them walk over me like some pushover."I need to wash their stench off my hands." I muttered, sliding my palms under the running water, scrubbing carefully, keeping cle

Vera's POV"It'll sure be funnn." She dragged the last word out, then tilted her head. "But since you've already got somewhere to be tomorrow, I guess it's fine."My eyes drifted toward the field. "The party's tomorrow." I turned back to her. "Let's see if I can make it work.""It'd be so nice to spend tomorrow night with you." She smiled, though the smile looked stiff on her face.I was about to say something when her phone rang loud, cutting our conversation. Queen pulled it out fast and pressed it to her ear."What?" She listened a few seconds, then rolled her eyes. "Eishh, it's fine, I'm coming."She ended the call and dropped her phone, her hand landed on my lap. "I have to go, Vera. Kingsley just called, said he's about to leave.""Ohh." I nodded. "Okay, bye.""Bye." She pushed herself up off the bleacher."Isn't he supposed to be on the field?" I asked, looking up at her."He faked being sick to skip practice."My eyebrows shot up. "He's a smart guy." I gave her a wink.Queen g

Vera's POVThe dance studio door swung shut behind me, my school bag hanging from one hand, and the strap dragging along the floor. My eyes drifted toward the hallway leading to the field and the football locker room."He should be in the changing room by now." I whispered, and started walking, my footsteps echoing soft through the empty hallway as I passed the door to the field. I kept going until I reached the locker room and stopped in front of it.My hand rose slowly. I almost knocked, then dropped it back to my side. "There'll be a ton of naked guys in there." Heat rose in my face at the thought. "I'll just wait for him."I stared at the door a few more seconds, then moved to the narrower side of the hallway, where the wall curved around the locker room. I leaned my back against it, positioned so anyone stepping out wouldn't spot me unless they turned around. I dropped my bag by my feet.For a second I thought about sitting on the floor, but stopped myself. "No. I can wait standi

Vera's POVMy feet felt heavy as I walked down the hallway, my bag hanging from one hand. My stomach felt heavy too, as my mum had made sure I ate way more than enough before she let me leave the dining room.I stopped in front of my door, my eyes moved to Liam's door beside it. I bit my lower lip as I stared at it.Should I knock?I could just go in and ask him about Peter right now. But I was tired, and I wasn't sure if Liam would even want to talk about it tonight."No, Vera." I whispered to myself. "I'll talk to him tomorrow."I turned back to my own door and reached for the handle.The moment I opened it, bright light spilled into my eyes, and I blinked hard."I forgot to turn off the lights," I muttered, letting out a tired sigh as I stepped inside.But I stopped almost right away. My eyes had landed on my bed and Liam was lying there.He already had on a black singlet and sweatpants, his head resting against my pillow like the bed belonged to him and not me.I slowly turned to