Novel & Cerita Days With My Step Sister Wiki

“She’s my stepsister.” “Step,” Jacks said dramatically, raising a finger. “Keyword, step.”

My stepmother always had things to blame me about, but as I always did, I thought it would go away somehow and her temper would lessen if I didn't say anything, and then she had to leave me alone. This was not her first time throwing dirty words and curses at me, but today was different. More than anything, I would have liked to just enter my room and lock it up, and maybe get into my chores as early as I could get before any of them woke up. But that seemed so far-fetched now with the arguments going on and they have both refused to go to bed for the night, everyone but my little sister. My step-sister Dani, who is just a little over five years old, is the only source of joy in the family.

Taylor's shouting. I ran into another obstacle early in the morning. Oh, what a day and what a mood. "Hello, dipstick. Everyone has eyes, but I can't seem to find them in you," Elsa, my step-sister who is just a year and a half younger than me, said with a cunning smile. She always enjoys taunting me.

We were sitted now, making our orders. I took a sip of my coffee, watching them watch me. Ugh! They were so relentless. I decided to give them something. “Okay. I know what you're thinking and honestly you're right. But I would much prefer if you guys stopped looking at me like that.” I started. “Bu-” Stephen started but I held up my hand. “It's fucked up but it's true. I have feelings for my step sister.” “Actually—” Stephen began. But I interrupted him.

“I was gone, you know.” “I noticed,” I said without looking up. “The packhouse was quieter.” She frowned more. “I was gone for many days. I came back today.” “Just a couple days, kid.” She huffed. “Doesn’t matter. I still came back and I still don’t like you.” “Noted,” I said, flipping to another page. “I’m glad you don’t like me.” “You should be nice to me. I’m Mira’s sister.” “And Mira is my stepsister,” I replied flatly.

-A Year Later- “Hurry, Teyana! Your brother is here and wants to meet his stepsister!” I groaned into my pillow and ended the FaceTime call with Sean, my boyfriend—though even that label felt... loose lately. I knew better than to wait for the third shout. My mother would storm in if I didn’t move fast. I checked the time. 8:40 a.m. It was a Saturday. A freaking weekend that made two weeks since I moved into this house. And instead of sleeping in or pretending I didn’t exist, I had to meet my new stepbrother. A stepbrother I hadn’t asked for. A family I hadn’t agreed to join.

“And my son is going to love you. He’s always wanted a brother.” I froze. “I’m sorry… did you say son?” “Yes,” she laughed like it was the most normal thing in the world. “He’s at a frat party at the naval academy tonight, you should go too. I know you’re starting your summer job tomorrow, but you’ll meet some students, maybe bond with your new stepbrother.” I swing toward my dad. “You didn’t mention a stepbrother.” He scratched the back of his neck. “I… figured you’d meet him soon enough.”

As she plated the food, her phone buzzed on the counter. Her stomach dropped when she saw the name. Stepmother. Zara’s hand trembled as she picked up. Before she could speak, her stepmother’s voice erupted, venomous and loud: “Is it your mission to ruin this family? Are you so desperate for attention?” Zara froze, pressing the phone tighter to her ear. “I know you didn’t walk into that marriage on your own will, but you’re here now, so the least you can do is respect us. If I hear one more bad thing about you if I hear one more whisper of shame I swear I’ll kill myself!”

“I have an older brother. He’s my best friend, and even with our hectic lives, we make sure to get together at least every other week, if not more.” “Sounds like you work a lot.” He nodded. “Days like this don’t happen very often.” He let out a sigh and brushed the back of his fingers across my cheek. “I would love more days like today.” His blue eyes were dark and looking at me with so much intensity, there was hardly any volume to my response. “Me too.” “What about you? Any siblings?” I shook my head, using my “no” to clear my head a little and loosen his hypnotizing grip on me. “I’m an only child, but I do have a stepsister. She lives with her mom in Georgia, so I don’t see her very often

Then we bid each other goodbye. * The rest of the week flew by and the weekend came just like I hadn't gone through hell throughout the week. I have been loggerheads with my step mother who was looking for every chance to put me out but I make sure to not give in to her. I don't see a reason why I should dance to her tune. The only reason I was neglecting her actions were because Lucas hasn't called back over the analysis which I am still expecting anyways. "Who's that?" I asked grumpily after hearing a knock on my door making me wonder who might be, I opened the door and was surprised to find my step sister, Ginger who stood eyeing me like she was disgusted to see me.