All Chapters of A Bully For A StepBrother. : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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Space buns and Sabotage.

(KAIRA'S POV) "So, not only do you spend lunchtime—" "Not every lunchtime—" "Anytime you please, you go to Shakes and Fries. And that's not all at all, your dad is a partner of Shakes and Fries so you're entitled to your own personal shakes and fries." I waved my hand around the empty diner which was a smaller version of the main Shakes and Fries. Shakes and Fries is the biggest diner in PineCrest and the whole district. It's also the 40th best in the state and on the top 600 of the best diners in the country. And now I just found out that there's a mini Shakes and Fries, through the main warehouse and personally made for the Hortons and allowed access to whoever they wanted. I thought deeply about it then, about how it would feel to be connected to such strong influence, to have so many things at your fingertips. It must feel so good to be rich. "It does." Slade said and I bit my lower lip as my eyes wandered around. I didn't think I had spoken out loud. "You'll understand h

I’m Going To Die.

(KAIRA'S POV) The car ride felt like an eternity. I lay curled in the darkness of the trunk, my body pressed against the cold metal floor, every bump and turn of the road sent jolts through my spine. My heart hadn't stopped racing since I'd slid the cover shut, and I was certain Slade could hear it pounding from the front seat. What the hell am I doing? The question echoed in my mind over and over. I had no phone. No plan. No idea where we were going and just hiding in the trunk of a car like some kind of criminal. And yet, I couldn't bring myself to regret it. Because I needed to know. That he would be okay. The thought surprised me. When had I started caring so much? I didn't have time to answer that question. The car slowed down, and I felt us descend as the road became rougher.. My heart hammered even harder. The car came to a stop, and I heard the engine cut off. Then silence. I held my breath, listening intently. Footsteps. The crunch of gravel or concrete. A door o

Lady SpongeBob.

(KAR’S POV) Everything happened so fast that I wasn’t sure of how I got shoved in to a room with dim lights. I staggered to the ground and only as I sat up did I notice the boots coming towards me. I jumped to my feet and took several steps backward. A short, bald man with a full beard was walking towards me with a creepy grin on his face. He leaned against a table, the only furniture in this room and his eyes traveled down my body in a way that made me want to throw up. He started to walked towards me and something about his steps didn’t feel right. “Come on Mina, I’ve been waiting for you for a damn hour.” He grunted. As he got closer, the smile on his face faded and my body became cold immediately. I took another step back and met the wall. “Why the hell do you have that look on your face? Are you Mina? That’s the name, the hooker on the phone gave me.” He hiccuped and staggered slightly. I realized then that he was drunk and he got close enough for me to confirm with th

A Side Of Me So Dark.

(KAIRA'S POV) "Slade!" I wasn't sure it was him when I screamed out his name, because he was putting on a mask. But then, I saw the hair, the way he walked in, his body, his voice… I cried out but I had barely shut my mouth when a slap came down on my face leaving the tangy taste of blood in my mouth. "You bastard!" I heard Slade growl so loudly that I would never have imagined him capable of making so much noise. "You fucking bastard!" The next seconds were too chaotic to be understood. "Ghost, get out of here and mind your business." One of the men who had his right hold on me said. My head was spinning from the slaps so I couldn't move too much. But then, I started to hear movements, slaps, punches and somehow my body never hit the floor. Then I suddenly swayed against someone who took me in to his arms. I took in a deep breath and teaes of relief slid down my face. It didn't even take up to ten seconds before everything was over. Slade pulled me back gently to look at

A Ghost In The Ring.

(KAIRA'S POV) We walked in silence. Slade's hand was on my back, guiding me through the narrow corridors, but he didn't look at me. Not once. His jaw was set, his shoulders tense, and I could feel the anger radiating off him in waves. I wanted to say something. Anything. But the words wouldn't come. My mind was still reeling from everything that had happened. Especially the way he'd looked at me when he said "How the fuck was I supposed to forgive myself if something had happened to you?" "Here." Slade stopped in front of a door and turned to face me. His eyes were cold again, distant, like the man who'd held me moments ago had disappeared. "Makaira." He paused, his jaw tightening. "I need you to listen to me." I nodded, my throat dry. "There's something you need to know before you go in there." He looked at me, and for a moment, the cold mask slipped. "I fight. That's what happens here. That's what I do." I stared at him, my mind struggling to process his words.

The Bungalow.

(KAIRA'S POV) "You can't be serious, Ghost. You're going to get me killed." Bullet cried out as Slade started for the door, duffel bag over his shoulder and my hand in his as I followed closely behind. "Stop saying that, you're going to make her think you can actually get killed." Slade said. Bullet hurried after us and pressed his hands together before me. "Our boss is a bloody monster and he will kill all of us if you leave this place with Slade. Just stay back and say hello to him, Lady SpongeBob." Slade had opened the door now and he turned to Bullet with a bored expression. "Stop calling her that." Bullet sighed. "You're really going to leave without seeing him?" He asked. "You came late today, didn't see him pregame, boycott your entourage today, didn't use your dressing room and now you want to—" "He'll be fine. I didn't lose." Slade said. Bullet shrugged. "You're going to get me in a lot of trouble but at least it's pay day so I can drown my sorrows at the bar later." "

Because You Made Me Feel Something.

(KAIRA'S POV) I followed Slade up the stone pathway, my jelly slippers silent against the smooth surface. The front door opened with a soft click, and Slade stepped aside to let me enter first. I stepped inside and gasped. The interior was breathtaking. Open-plan, with high ceilings and exposed wooden beams that gave it a rustic yet modern feel. The living room was spacious but cozy, with a large sectional sofa facing a fireplace that stretched almost to the ceiling. Soft rugs covered the polished concrete floors, and abstract art hung on the walls—pieces that looked expensive and personal. A kitchen sat off to the side, all marble countertops and stainless steel appliances. Through a set of glass doors, I could see a backyard with a pool, its surface glittering under the moonlight. It was perfect. "Slade, this is..." I turned to face him, struggling to find the words. "This is amazing." He shrugged again, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "It's just a house.

The Note.

(KAIRA'S POV) "I was angry with you because you made me feel something through that note of yours." My fingers tightened into my palms. I wanted to say something but my tongue was heavy and my throat, dry. All I could do was try to control how hard my heart was pounding. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have." I finally forced myself to say. The only words that would make sense in this situation because I am certain I have not made Slade Horton feel anything other than anger and irritation. "Why are you apologizing?" He asked, his face serious. My fingers played with my hair instead of answering and my eyes couldn't hold his anymore so they wandered around the room. I suddenly heard the ruffling of a chair and clothes then footsteps before his sneakers appeared in front of me. I looked up, just as he was trying to crouch and our foreheads collided. "Ow!" I said as he grunted. We both held our foreheads, our faces were now so close to each other that I could almost feel his lips again

The Custody.

(KAIRA'S POV) Sakura is my paternal grandma and my only surviving grandparent. After Dad's death, Mum and I had to leave Saitama, but Sakura never forgot us. She supported us, called, visited, and paid for my flight tickets to visit her in Japan too. Seeing her here is not so shocking, seeing as she has always loved Mum as a daughter and may want to support her in her new marriage. But from the looks of things, I had it all wrong. We were all gathered in the living room. My first time here, actually. I'd never had a reason to step into this part of the house before. It was overwhelming—pricy leather chairs that looked like they'd never been sat in, sleek stereos that probably cost more than my mother's yearly salary, and the biggest TV I had ever seen in my life. It took up nearly an entire wall, a massive black rectangle that seemed to swallow the light around it. I stood between Mum and Sakura, feeling small and exposed. Slade was leaning against the wall, close to the door, hi

Tom’s Decision.

Chapter: The Boarding School Threat (KAIRA'S POV) I was not expecting Slade to say anything about this. And especially not now when I was almost getting shipped off to Tokyo. At least, he waited until Sakura was gone to start confessing. "You were or you still are?" Tom Horton's voice sliced the silence, the first to speak after Slade had dropped the bombshell. "I—" "He doesn't." I answered quickly, but Tom wasn't looking at me. He had his eyes fixated on Slade, his jaw clenching so tightly that even I could see the muscles straining beneath his skin. "You're not even ashamed." He hissed at Slade. "Tom." Mum cautioned, stepping forward. She gave him a look, one that I assumed was suggesting he should take things easy with Slade. But with how angry Tom looked, I doubted that would work. "Let's go upstairs." He said to Slade, his voice so low and hoarse that I almost missed it. I exchanged a look with Slade before he turned around to follow his father out of the living room. Som

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