Step brother

Step Brother
"Sweety! Wake up!" my mum woke me up at 3:30 am. Well, I’m (Y/N) and I live in L.A. only with my mum. My dad leaved us, when I was very young. I’m 16 and I don’t have any brother or sisters........

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5. Step Brother - 5

He kissed my cheek. “I’m sorry for rushing. If you want me to be your first, I’ll wait for you. I promise you.” I smiled and hugged him. “Thank you. I love you so much.” “I love you too baby.”

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The party was over and me and Justin went downstair. Everyone was gone. We didn’t even say goodbye. I looked at the clock and it was 3 am. “Let’s clean this place. I don’t want my mum to find out we were drinking.” “Yeah, you’re right. When are they coming?” I took the trash bag and out empty bottles in it. “Soon. So we need to hurry up.” He nod and we cleaned living room. When we were done he came closer to me. “Are you tired?” He took my wrist and kissed me. I put my arms around his neck. Suddeny, mum and Patrick went home. We broke the kiss quickly, but they saw us.

"What are you doing?!" My mum yelled. We were shocked. "I… We.." Justin couldn’t finish the sentence. "Shame on you Justin!" Patrick was yelling. "Go to your room (Y/N)! It’s your fault too." "What about him?" I looked at Justin. "Go to your room!!!" She screamed really loud. I ran upstairs and cried. I hardly closed the doors and jumped on the bed. I was crying for whole hour.

Suddenly I heard footsteps. “Justin?” I soflty whispered. Doors opened and my mum came in. I rolled my eyes. “Where’s Justin?” She was looking at me frustrated. I heard Patrick was still yelling on Justin. I ran out and looked downstairs. “She’s your sister! I’m so disappointed right now. How could you do this?” Justin looked down. “But I love her.” “You’re too young for love. You can love her only as sister.” “No! I won’t! I will always love her!” Justin screamed. Than I heard punch. “You’re not living here anymore.” “No! Justin!” I ran dowstairs and hugged him.

"(Y/N)! Come back! You’ll be punished!" "I already am. He’s leaving. That’s the worst penalty." I looked at Justin. He wiped my tears. "Get out of my face!" Patrick yelled and Justin went out. "Justin!" I screamed and went with him. But Patrick grabbed my hand and pushed me inside. "You don’t go anywhere." I looked at his eyes. "You’re not my father and you’ll never be. Justin is the only reason I’m living here. If he goes, I’m going too." That hurt him a little.

"(Y/N) go to your room! We’ll talk tomorrow." I cried louder and ran upstairs. "I hate you both!" I closed the doors and lied on the bed. What am I going to do? I can’t live without him. "I’m going to found him." I whispered and grabbed my bag. I slowly opened doors and quietly went downstairs. I heard voices from kitchen. I ran to the doors and opened them. Lucky me, they didn’t hear me. I went outside. I took my phone and called Justin. "Justin, where are you? I’m coming for you." He didn’t say a word. He was just moaning and whispering something. "Where are you?" "I don’t know. I’m sitting on a bench." I knew what bench he was thinking. The closest bench near night club.

I sat in Justin’s car. I found keys in his room. I drove to him.

I stopped the car, when I saw him. He was drinking beer and crying. “Baby.” I ran to him and hugged him. “Come let’s go home.” He kissed me. “No, I’m not going to this evil house, full of darkness.” I nod. “You’re right. I know where can we go!” I took his hand and sat him in the car. “Where are we going? I don’t have money for the hotel.” “No, we’re going to my father. He said, I’m always welcome in his place. He’ll understand.” I turned the key and drove.

He was so tired. He put his head on my legs. “Justi-” He was already sleeping. I smiled. When we came, I parked the car and helped Justin came out. I knocked on the door. “Dad!” I was so happy to see him. “Sweety, what’s going on? Who’s he?” “Can’t explain now. Can we sleep here?” He carried Justin in. “Ofcourse.” I stepped in and put my jacket on the sofa.

"Babe, I love you so much." Justin was sleep talking. "Is he your boyfriend?" My dad asked me. "No, it’s a long story. I’ll tell you tomorrow. Thank you." He kissed my forehead. "Ok. Goodnight baby." I took Justin on my old bed. I didn’t change his clothes. I lied next to him and cover us with blanket. We fell alseep.

Next morning:

I woke up and looked next to me. I wanted to kiss Justin, but he was already up. I stood up and went to the living room. “Morning. Dad, where’s Justin?” “Morning. He made a breakfast with me. And he told me a really long story about you two. Sweety, don’t listen to his father and your mum. Don’t lose him, he’s a good guy.” I smiled and hugged him. “Thank you dad. I love you.” he caressed my hair. “Morning babe.” Justin came from the bathroom. “Justin.” I smiled and kissed him. “So, where are we going today?” I asked him and sat at the table. “I thought we should go take our stuff and go somewhere, they’ll never find us.” “Good idea!” I ate breakfast and cleaned the mess. I took my bag and jacket. “Dad, thank you so much. I love you!” I hugged him. “No problems. You and Justin are always welcome here.” Justin smiled. “Thank you sir.” We went to the car and drove to our house.

"What about money?" I asked Justin. "Don’t worry, I can borrow dad’s money. He don’t need it." I smiled. Yeah, borrow. He’ll never return it.

Justin parked the car infront of house. “Remember, be quick as possible.” I nod. I opened the doors and ran to the house. Justin followed me. I opened the house doors and quickly ran upstairs. I took my and Justin’s clothes and put them in my bag. I slowly and quietly closed the doors and ran downstairs. I opened the doors. “Where were you?!” Mum grabbed my arm. Her look was so angry. Angrier than usual. “Sleeping? I’m going on the morning walk.” She closed the doors. “We were calling police. (Y/N), I’m not stupid. Where is he now?” “Why are you asking? You don’t really care.” She let my arm. “I’m his second mum. Ofcourse I care.” “You’re not his second mum. And you’re not even a good mum. If you were a good mum or second mum, you wouldn’t let him go. And Patrick… O gosh, my dad would never do this to me. And you didn’t react. Now I know, why dad left you.” She looked at me. I saw tears coming from her eyes. “I love him mum. I let you to be happy with Patrick. So, let me to be happy with Justin.” I cried. She looked out and saw Justin waiting for me in the car.

"Please…" I begged her. She wiped her eyes. "I’m sorry sweety." I smiled. "Thank-" "No chance. I don’t want you to be with him. I’m going to get Patrick and tell him, Justin’s here." "What?" She went to the kitchen. I ran to the car. "Drive!" I ordered him. He obeyed me and drove. I looked back and saw Patrick. "Sucker." I showed him my middle finger. Justin laughed. "So, where are we going?" I asked him and put my head on his shoulder. "I don’t care as long as I’m with you." I kissed his cheek.

He stopped the car. “I borrowed a lot of money. A lot.” I giggled. “Let’s go to the hotel.”

We went to the hotel. “Babe, go the reception and book a room for 2. I’ll be right back.” I nod and went in. The hotel was beautiful. I went in the line and waited. “(Y/N)?” I turned around and saw my ex. I was kinda shocked. “Hey Robin. What are you doing here?” “I came here for a week with my friends.” I smiled. “That’s cool.” He nod. Justin came to me and gave me my credit card. “Here you go babe.” “Is he your boyfriend?” Robin asked and made a weird face. “Yeah dude, do you have a problem?” “Well not really.” Justin was angry. “Than stay away from her.” Robin rolled his eyes. “He’s my ex.” I whispered in Justin’s ear. ” I don’t care.” He took my hand and we ordered room for 2.

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Part 6 coming tomorrow :) And I’m sorry, I said this part will be dirtier. But maybe next one <3

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