Stranger Things Older Brother Novels & Stories

she muttered to no one in particular. Jax barreled past me next, cooler in one hand, six-pack swinging from the other. “Dibs on the biggest bedroom!” he yelled, disappearing up the floating staircase like a man on a mission. And then there was Ethan. He came in last, slower, quieter. He set his bag down beside mine—deliberate, like he wanted them touching—and leaned one shoulder against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching me take it all in. “You okay there, squirt?” His voice was low, amused, the nickname he’d used since I was twelve and still wore braces.

"Hey, look. That was an old clip. I'm not sure but I think it happened way back in our freshmen year. I don't know how anyone still got a copy of that crap when I already made sure it would no longer exist." "Trevor made me watch it." I shrugged. He shut his eyes tightly and reopened them as he muttered a curse. "Damn old cunning bastard." "Hey, he's still your father." I glared at him again, only this time it wasn't as sharp as earlier anymore. "He's ridiculous." He gritted. I suppressed my smile. "You must not think about it anymore. That clip was nonsense. It's part of who I was until I met you." "Why? Who were you before you met me?" I asked, smiling now.

I couldn't say I'm in love with your brother and living twenty feet away from him is going to destroy me. "I'm just tired," I said. "Long day yesterday." Sloane's expression softened. She sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. "It's going to be okay. You're going to stay here, get back on your feet, and then you're going to find a cute guy and forget all about this." I laughed weakly. "A cute guy." "Someone who isn't my emotionally stunted brother," she added. "Seriously. Don't let him get in your head. He's an asshole to everyone."

“Hey! I already can’t feel my legs. You want to make me lose my arms too?” “He’s trying to be mysterious. Keenan, meet my older brother, Lorenzo Bernardi. My actual full blood sibling and ghost of the Bernardi family.”

the dude shouts, whoa he's gone back into playing my big brother. "Well Darrel, I did some digging and it turns out you don't have a little sister, you had an older brother but he OD, which now makes you an only child to your alcoholic parents" Morgan smirks, the guy seems taken back but quickly picks Morgan up by the scruff of his neck.

He seemed to be drowned in some deep thought. I sat there patiently waiting for him to tell me what was bothering him. Dad leaned on his chair and sighed heavily. "I had an elder brother Susanna. Whose name was Christopher. He also had the same scorpion tattoo on his arm." I was shocked to know such a truth. Till this time, no one has even mentioned his name. Is he dead? "What happened to him, Dad? Why have I never heard of him? Where is he now?" I inquired.

I’m about to jump on him like a monkey again and kiss him like yesterday, but a truck approaches at too high a speed, and I can only close my eyes and brace myself. “Don’t leave me because of him, I promise I’m not like him. I’m more like my mom, she’s calm and funny,” I promise. Justin frowns for a second until the truck stops near us in an extremely dramatic manner. The guys installing my door immediately move to stand near Justin as if they want to protect him. Justin just stands up straighter, ready to deal with my father. Except it’s not just my father. Leroy and Lambert get out of the truck too… and Tommy as well. What the hell is my older brother doing here? He should be working.

he said, the corners of his mouth twitching. Big brother? Wait, he can’t be? “I’m Xavier, Christopher’s younger brother.” Oh shit.

Then he said the words I never expected to hear. "Then cut me off." My heart stopped. I felt it stop. The entire world seemed to stop. Robert stared at him. Even the directors looked stunned. Their pens stopped moving. Their eyes widened. Adrian didn't take his eyes off his father. His voice didn't waver. "If that's the price of keeping control of my own life, pay it." Robert's face went strangely still. Like he was processing something. Like he couldn't quite believe what he was hearing.

Two days… That was weird The best friends sat around a old time lunch table waiting for food as they were starving. “Am I the only one bothered that your brother has yet to retaliate us after that night?” Ava asked while chewing a gum. Sophia thought it was weird too but threw her in an unbothered manner. “Maybe he has learnt his lesson to keep it down” Or maybe he was waiting for the right moment to spark…