To Hate My Stepbrother

Mason’s POVContent rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Ava wouldn’t talk to me, I stood at her door knocking for hours and I knew she heard me but chose to ignore.

Turning the door knob, I’d wanted to let myself in but the door was locked. Standing dejected, I stood by the door and hoped she would still come outside but she never did.

Walking back to my room, I couldn’t help but think about how I’d messed it all up. How could I have fucked it all when I was just starting to have all I’ve ever wished for.

Closing my eyes, I tried to sleep but most of what I did was tossing and turning on my bed thinking about Ava.

The night went by and I tried to talk to her but she was still ignoring me. She acted like I never existed and I’ve never been this hurt aside when I traveled after graduation.

I tried everything I could, I’d wanted to take her to work but she preferred ordering a ride, I proposed taking her out to dinner but nothing worked.

It went on like that for two days and I felt like I was dead inside, I felt empty and with each passing day I kept missing her immensely.

I watched her walk to her room and without thinking, I followed behind her and got into bed with her. I felt like a lovelorn teenager but I didn’t care.

“Please, just please.” I pleaded, holding her hands and she finally agreed to hear me out instead of pushing me away.

“This is the same reason you threw away what we once had,” she started, her voice breaking and I could hear the hurt in her voice so much that it felt like a dagger piercing through my heart.

“Your silence when I asked a simple question was enough response that I needed.” She added and I closed my eyes in frustration.

She was hurt and angry and I knew it, I could see it because her eyes weren’t as dilated as they usually are whenever she sees me. They were red and burning with rage.

“It’s over, I’m moving out in a week and I don’t want anything to do with you so please, leave my room and leave me the hell alone.” Her voice was raised.

I’d wanted to say something but she didn’t give me a chance to, I was chased out of her room like an animal and I couldn’t blame her.

What on earth was I thinking about my response for?

Turning to beg for another chance with her, she slammed the door in my face and I was left hanging.

It seemed as though the universe was against me because the week flew by and I just couldn’t watch her leave.

She’ll be moving out today and there’s no way I was going to allow that. Getting her a bouquet of flowers and a single rose, I ran as fast as my legs could carry me to her room.

She looked pale and she was packing her clothes into her bag. Turning her over so she could look at me, I got on one knee and handed her the bouquet.

“Please,” I muttered, my voice threatening to break if I said another word, “don’t leave me please. I can’t, I just can’t deal with you going, Ava.” I added.

“There’s a lot you don’t know so please just give me this last chance and some time, that’s all I ask.” I finished and looked away.

I couldn’t hear looking at her because I knew how much pain I’ve caused her, I knew all the awful things she went through because of me and I just wanted to make it right.

“Do you love me?” She finally spoke and the question was unexpected but I wouldn’t waste as much time as I did answering her other question.

“Yes, I do. I love you so much and I don’t know how I’ll be able to live without you.” I confessed with a bitter smile.

“I can’t make the mistake of losing you once again, it was hell.” I added and she pulled me up.

We talked things out and I was finally able to get her to stay, we confessed our love to each other and I was the happiest.

She wasn’t going to move out anymore and she’d instead moved her things into my room which I loved because that was a new step into our relationship.

We finally decided to name our relationship and we’re dating now, everyone around was happy for us. We’d thought of informing our parents and a part of her was scared of the rejection.

Pulling out my phone, I called my dad and he picked up almost immediately, I cleared my throat and braced myself to be able to break the news to him.

“I have something to tell you,” I finally let out and he sighed before asking about Ava, “she’s fine.”

“Is she there with you?” He asked and I was confused, I told him that she is and even set the phone on speaker so Ava could hear him too.

“Congratulations to you both.” He said and my mouth dropped open, I had no idea what he was congratulating us for and when I asked him he told me he knew about us already.

“So you’re not mad?” I asked and he laughed.

“Why would I be? You never saw each other as siblings and whatever makes you happy, makes me happy too.” He answered and I let out a breath that I had no idea I was holding.

“Thank you.” I muttered, Ava spoke to him and her mum and she seemed even more happy for her. She told Ava that she’d told her things would work out and now things are finally working out.

I was happy for the people around me and after hanging up, I picked her up and dumped her on the bed before kissing her.

“I love you.”