Caught Kissing My Stepbrother.
In my defense, I didn't have a choice…well, not really.
Okay, so since the pipe disaster, I’d been sleeping approximately six feet from Jace Carter every night, separated by a strip painter tape. So that Tuesday night, when he sat up on his side of the room, and said to me "I can’t sleep, Izel. I have an idea though. Get dressed, we're leaving," I didn't even get the dignity of pretending I was sleeping because I was watching tiktoks.
So, I just went. I mean, how could I say no? "Where are we going?” I asked. We were sneaking downstairs, tiptoeing carefully as we crossed our parents room.