My Step Brother

Rene'e is from Mooresville, Indiana. She lives there with her dad in a peaceful little neighborhood called Rooker Trace. Rene'e has the best friends a girl could ask for, the perfect house, the perfect life. Until her dad meets someone from Holmes Chapel in the UK and is forced to move there with her and her two kids.
Rene'e finds herself faced with a very awkward situation.


20. Someone I Never Knew

I was in my room playing the song "I Hope You Dance" by LeeAnn Womack on guitar. I could play that and "Last Call" by her, too.

I was practicing as much as I could since Harry and I started this song and everything. I wanted to work on my voice. I didn't want to let him down.


I heard a knock.

"Yeah, come in."

Harry walked in with a smile on his face. "Hey, babe." I smiled and sat my guitar down. "Hey, what's up?" I asked.

He sat down on my bed. "I have a surprise for you."


Oh goody. I loved surprises!


"Oh, yay! What is it?" I asked with so much excitement.

"You mean who?"

I looked away and then back over at him. "Nooo, I meant what?"

He smiled. "It's a who, not a what."

"You're surprising me with a who?" I asked.

He grabbed my hand and laughed. "It's someone you haven't seen in awhile and I think it would be a good idea to see them."

I gasped. "Harry, you didn't bring Edward back, did you?" I laughed as I joked.

His eyes widened as heard that. "Not funny." He smiled as he nodged me.

"Then who is it?" I wish he would just tell me.

"I can't tell you. You won't be surprised."

"I'll act surprised once I see them."

He chuckled. "No, they will be here tomorrow. You'll have to wait, cowgirl." He gave me a wink and then kissed my forehead and got up to leave.


What the heck is he planning?

I gasped as I thought of something. I wonder if he's sending my friends out. He probably just said "who" to fool me or something. I'm pretty sure that's what he's talking about. Who else would he be talking about? Plus, I haven't seen them in awhile.

Now I knew that was it.

I can't believe that they are coming down here.


I started to clean and straighten things up and the whole time I did, I was thinking of all the fun we were going to have. Just like the old days, we made fun out of nothing. 


This was going to be great!




The Next Morning

I jumped out of my bed. I was ready for today, no doubt about it.

My best friends were coming down today and I knew nothing could ruin this day.


I got up, showered, got dressed, ate and waited for my friends to arrive.

"You excited?" Harry asked.

I smiled and nodded.

"Why? You don't even know who it is." He smiled back.

I didn't want him to know that I knew. I just shrugged.


I heard a knock on the door.

"Oh my god!" I jumped up and down clapping.

Harry laughed as he watched me run to the front door only to find someone who wasn't my friends.


I couldn't believe my eyes and who stood before me.

Someone I've despised all these years, someone I should of known and never got the chance to, someone who was supposed to be my best friend but thought of herself before anyone else, even me.


"Mom?...." There was so much disbelief in my voice as I turned my head towards Harry.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked her.

"Your boyfriend got a hold of me." She walked in after she hugged me.


That was fake.


"By the way," She began. "Hubba hubba..."

I narrowed my eyes as I looked at Harry again.

Glad he didn't catch that.

"Mom, I- where have you been for all these years?"

She turned around and stared at me. "Oh, honey, don't dwell on the past. I'm here now." She hugged me again.


I wasn't liking this all too well.


"Now, sweetie, you me and Harry need to have dinner tonight. But right now, I want to take you guys out and just spend time together."


"What? Spend time together? You've had--" Just then Harry nodged me and I looked over at him. His eyes widened.

I rolled my eyes at him. "That's be great, mom." I lied.


I didn't want to be around this women. AT ALL.





Me and Harry spent the day at the mall with my "mom".

We passed Claires and I saw all the Two Direction stuff they had.

I saw their new album.. I've been wanting it for awhile, but my dad hasn't gotten it for me yet. He told me he would.


My mom came over to me. "Well, I can buy it for you." She said smiling. "Who is Two Directions?" She asked.

I sat the CD down and looked away from her. "It's fine, dad is getting it for me. And if you don't know who Two Directions is, you need to get out more. I mean, even dad knows who they are."

She looked at the Cd and then back at me. "Is that Edward Stiles?" I looked over.

" you do know them?"

She shook her head and then picked up the CD. "No, I just heard about him the other day. He's dating Taylor Swift now." I rolled my eyes.

That didn't make me jealous, it just- okay, I guess it did A LITTLE. But that's only because Edward was my celebrity crush....even after he's gone insane and stuff. I won't tell Harry though.

That would completely set him off.

"Yeah...he's in that band and I am completely in love with them. Like my whole room is covered in them and Edward."

Harry jumped into the conversation "And Taylor Lautner. My little Twitard over here." He smiled as he wrapped his arm around me.

My mom chuckled. "Well, I believe it, she's always been boy crazy! Ask her about Justin Timberlake."

Harry looked down at me and smiled. "Justin?' He asked in amusement.

"I was 5." I said before he could burst into laughter.


Was all she remembered was my Nsync phase? She wasn't around for anything, but that, hardly.




We went to a restaurant called Hibatchi. It was a Japanese restaurant.


My mom was going on and on acting so fake. She acted like we were once so close. I saw right through her and so did Harry, she wasn't fooling anyone. He knew how she really was.


"I mean, I couldn't ask for a better daughter..." My mom said ending her sentence.


Spare me. She didn't even know me.


I think Harry could tell I was getting annoyed with her by this point.


"Racheal, would you excuse us?" Harry excused us from the table.

He pulled me around the corner.


"Did you tell her that you know about her and what she did to me and my dad? Because she is acting like she's the worlds greatest mom out there, or something. I seriously can't take her anymore." I said rubbing my temples.

"No, I didn't. Do you want to leave now?" He asked.

i shook my head. "No, I know you just want me and her to clear things up between us. I will try and tolerate her for you." I smiled weakly at him as I looked up and kissed him.


He pulled back and smiled. "yes, for me, please. I'll reward you later for it." He winked.

I giggled. "Good, I think I may need to get rid of some stress after tonight." I replied running my fingers down his chest and biting my lip.

He watch as I did and bit his own. "Don't test me women, I would take you right here, right now if I could." He smiled.

I rolled my eyes and smiled as I pulled him back into the dining room.


"There you are! Food is here!" My mom said.


We sat back down and started to eat our dinner.




When we got back home my mom came inside.

My dad and Anne were not home, they must have been working late tonight. Which was a good thing, because my dad would flip if he saw my mom here.


I showed my mom around the house and showed her my room.

She walked in and looked shocked. "Oh my, you weren't joking when you said you were in love with Edward..."

"Yep." I stood next to my doorway as I folded my arms over my chest.

She looked around my room and smiled. "You can tell alot from a person just by looking at their bedroom."

i rolled my eyes and stood still.

"Well, you haven't been around for half my life. What are you learning about me?" I asked.

She looked over at me. The smile that was on her face was now gone.

"Renee, don't start. I came back."

"Because Harry wanted you to." I said. "The only reason I put up with you tonight is for him." I started raising my voice at her.

She pointed her finger at me, "Don't you raise your voice at me! I am still your mother."

I walked up to her and just stared into her eyes. "You're nothing to me." I said.

She didn't move, but I could tell she was getting angry.

My mom backed up and turned. "Your dad has made me out to be the bad guy." She was putting on an act.

Harry now entered the room, I'm guessing he heard all the yelling. He stood behind me and didn't say anything to us.


I clenched my fists. "DAD?! YOU'RE BLAMING DAD AGAIN?! AFTER ALL THESE YEARS?! WHY WON'T YOU JUST GROW UP AND REALIZE ALL THAT HAPPENED WAS YOUR FAULT! YOU!" Harry pulled me back a bit, but my mom turned around and was very angry with me. She raised her hand and struck me right in the face.


I felt a stinging sensation on my cheek. Her ring had cut my right cheek and it was now oozing blood.

Harry instantly caught me before I hit the ground. "Renee!" He called out.

I was trying not to cry, I didn't want to seem to her. "Get out." I demanded. "DON'T EVER COME BACK INTO MY LIFE. I HATE YOU."

She stared at me for a moment. I wanted to hit her back, but I was stronger than that.

She eventually left after bumping into me.


I sat on my bed after she had completely left. I held my face as I cried now.

Harry sat by my side and held me. "I'm sorry, I should have asked before I invited that terrible person back-"

I looked up at him still holding the cut. "It's not your fault, Harry. You only did what you thought was right." I said sobbing.

And he did, I couldn't be mad at him for doing something he thought was right. "Don't think I'm mad at you, baby. I'm not."


Harry cupped my chin and looked at my cut after moving my hand out of the way.

"I'll get you some ice, sweetie. I won't let anything like this happen again. I blame myself for this-"

"Don't! Don't you dare blame yourself for what SHE DID. Nothing is your fault."

He nodded. He kissed my forehead and pushed my hair back.


"I love you." He said and left to get the ice.


I sat there shocked. He loved me? He loved ME? HE LOVED ME. Harry loved me.


"I-I love you, too." I called out.


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