All Chapters of A Bully For A StepBrother. : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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The Smoothie.

(SLADE’S POV) When Makaira closed the door behind her, I felt the room slowly lose life. Life I had not felt since mum left. Well, except that one Christmas Day. The day, it all began. My phone started to vibrate and I slightly jumped. Then I hissed at Bullet’s name on my screen. He was the one who had interrupted that moment with Makaira. I was so close, to tasting her, to sucking on those pouty lips. I could still feel her soft hair in my fingers and the brush of her smooth cheek as— I picked up the phone, running my fingers through my hair. “What’s up Bull?” “Fuck you, Ghost! What the hell was that today?” His voice screamed frim my speakers. I tapped speaker and placed the phone on the bed. “I didn’t fail you, did I?” I said tiredly. “Look, I’m exhausted. I need to sleep.” “Did you get the texts?” He hurriedly asjed. “No.” “He wants you here Monday.” I paused. Then. “Whatever.” I ended the call after that and lay back on the bed with my eyes closed. Large blu

The Center Of It All.

(SLADE’S POV) The almost kiss between Makaira and me was one of the worst things to have happened because now I can’t stop thinking of those lips. I was yearning so much that every few minutes, I had the urge to close my eyes and pretend that she was there, with me, in my arms—- “Horton!” An unexpected and heavy slap landed on my neck. I snapped up and glared at Germaine as he sat down on the bench, beside me. He didn’t even glance at me, his eyes were focused on the players on the field. “Playing like a bitch, less than a week to a game, what the hell?” He said, still not looking at me. “You’re on the bench too, Germaine.” I pointed out drily but he laughed and gave me a little punch in the shoulder. “Coach had you out in twelve minutes, Slade. That has never happened.” He gave me a hard glance briefly before he diverted his attention back to the players. “I got out 60 minutes plus and it’s only because coach wants Landon to run trial as a substitute. What’s your excuse?” I d

The Cashmere Top.

(KAIRA’S POV) “When my mum said it, I screamed! I had no idea you were that rich and famous!” Cameron said in excitement. “I’m not rich or famous.” I corrected. “Really?” He said and folded his arms while a smirk played at the corner of his lips. “So, in that case you won’t mind me taking off this ugly baseball cap, do you?” Before I could protest, he took the cap off in a swift motion. I gasped and looked around quickly. We had just gotten in to the mall now and even though it was still morning, it was also a Saturday and so it was crowded. I quickly grabbed the cap and put it back on my head, patting my bun as I did so. “Cameron.” I warned through gritted teeth but he was busy laughing at me. He hooked his arm around mine and started to steer me towards the escalator. “Sorry, love. You said you weren’t famous.” He said in a tone too sweet, it was annoying. “My stepfather is famous.” I corrected. “Alright, Kay. I get it, you don’t want to be part of the Hortons and so you’re

Barbie Wannabe.

(KAIRA’S POV) For one moment, the world was still in the store. “I said, get her out of here or I will have you reported!” Shelly’s loud screech sliced the silence. I quickly handed over the shirt to the sales assitant and walked towards a confused Cameron, taking his hand in mine. “That’s fine. I’ll leave now.” I said quickly. “Come on, Cam.” I pulled but ended up getting pulled back. Because Cameron didn’t move. “What’s going on here?” He asked, his tone measured, showing that he was genuinely confused. “Who the hell is this? Throw them both out now!” Shelly snapped, squeezing her face in disgust. “Cameron, let’s just leave please.” I begged pulling him but he pulled back and wiggled his hand out of my grasp. “Who the hell is this Barbie wannabe?” He said as he took a steady step forward. “Are you talking to me?” Shelly was taking steps forward too, her finger pointed at her own chest. “Please, we don’t want any problems.” The manager said coming closer to the little g

You May Start Eating him.

(KAIRA'S POV) "I still can't believe you turned down those gifts." Cameron said for what could have been the hundredth time since we settled into the booth to have lunch. We were rounding up our meal of burgers and fries with milkshakes. Our diner visit had come after our arcade visit which had come after the mall situation with Shelly. "We already got these, Cam. Thanks to you." I lifted three shopping bags and my eyes darted to one beside him. He crossed his legs, pursed his lips and patted the shopping bag as he said, "We could have gotten more." "For what?" I asked with a dry laugh. Cameron raised his chin. "For having to put up with that ill-mannered twat!" He said throwing his hands in the air. He uncrossed his legs and leaned toward to pick up his vanilla milkshake. "You don't have to let others push you around, Kaira. You came into the store first." He pointed the bottle in my direction before leaning back and sucking the straw briefly. "Why don't you like standing up fo

Pull An Amanda.

(SHELLY'S POV) "Penny!" I gave her a hard shake. "What?!" Penny snapped back, blinking at me in shock as she took out her earphones. "What's going on? Is something happening?" I glared at Penny. We were both seated in the front seats of my SUV where we have been following that damn girl, Kaira! It's clear to see that Penny lost hope in this watchwork we were doing, which explains why she hasn't been paying attention. "Of course something is happening! Look!" I grabbed her neck and turned her so that she was now facing the windshield. "Ow!" She cried holding on to my wrists. I forced her forward, she squinted her eyes and then turned back to me. I released my grip on her. "Is that Slade Horton?" I rolled my eyes, trying to suppress the boiling temper in me. "Who else in this town can afford such a car, Penelope? Can you not be slow, like right now?" I said with gritted teeth. "Why do you think he is here?" I watched her narrow her eyes for what felt like minutes even though i

Cameron Calls.

(SLADE'S POV) "You can't just make whatever decisions you want when it personally concerns me." We had barely driven out of the diner's parking lot before Makaira started to speak. She was clearly angry, I could tell by the way her tiny fists tightened on her laps. "These decisions are necessary." I gave her an empty glance. "Have you noticed how popular you are?" She seemed to relax just a little bit. "Well, I- I see..." "Your face is all over the internet, Makaira. You're currently the most popular person in this town and one of the most popular faces in the country." A dry laugh escaped her lips like she thought it was all funny. "So why are you talking about it like you only just noticed?" She spoke in a measured tone while glancing out the window. "I just did." I returned my attention to the road but somehow I could feel her piercing gaze and so I had to glance at her. She was looking at me like she didn't believe anything I said. "My face has been plastered all over soc

Hot Stepbrother Incoming.

(KAIRA'S POV) "Was he jealous?" Cameron asked, his tone dropping in sultry. I sighed and crossed my leg over the other. "Did you hear what I just said?" I asked weakly. "He's controlling and so disrespectful." "I can swear he was jealous because of the kiss on your cheek." "He said you're not safe because I don't really know you—" "He's definitely jealous!" Cameron exclaimed in excitement and then, "Hold on Kay, no Mum, I didn't borrow it." I stood up from my bed with another sigh as I began to pace around. "Now back to your sexy stepbrother, Ssslade." Cameron said annoyingly. "And him being jealous of—" "Cameron, Slade isn't jealous. He's just trying to make me suffer. Like always." I said tightly. "Oh, you're so clueless, Kaira. It's almost annoying, you're lucky you're cute." "I need to talk to Mum." I decided, still pacing around. "She'll—" "Shhh!" Cameron suddenly burst out from over the phone that I sealed my lips almost immediately. "Oh my goodness!" He exclaimed lou

The Perfect Plan.

(KAIRA'S POV) "Your visitor can't stay." He sounded so cold and unwelcoming that it made my words falter immediately. "Oh. Well I,—" "Then that's fine." Cameron cut in to save me from stammering and then tugged on my hand so I faced him as he said. "We don't want to break the rules over here, baby. So let's just head over to my house." He winked as he added. "You know we will have even more fun and privacy there." I was partially caught between the urge to laugh or to ask him what on earth he was doing! But I had an idea with his eye signals which he tried to shield from Slade with his curly hair. "Okay. That's fine." I had barely finished my sentence, when I heard a scoff. I turned to Slade. "Are you showing your real colours because we're the only ones at home?" He surprised me by saying. The way his eyes dug into me, like he was waiting for an answer. "What are you even talking about?" I genuinely wanted to know. "This is not the sweet, innocent Kaira everyone thinks you

What Are You Doing To Me?

SLADE'S POV) I like Makaira. And I have known that since I first saw her in my dream. But nothing made me more certain than today. Firstly, the unexplainable feeling that hit my guts when Germaine told me about Makaira's fame, the wrenching feeling when I did my personal research. There was the spike of rage when that Cameron guy kissed her cheek at the diner and then the will to kill him when he showed up at my house. Then there was the relief, the lightness that filled me when Cameron said he was gay. I felt so much better until the party started and every Tom, Dick and Harry was asking me about "my stepsister." "So, what about her? Doesn't she live here with you?" This was probably the most annoying person because it was Matthew Ford, one of the closest people to me. The group was seated at a corner upstairs that overlooked the party that was taking place downstairs. Limited people get a bubbling party. My mind was far away in one of the rooms, somewhere on the first floo

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