All Chapters of A Bully For A StepBrother. : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Pool House.

(KAIRA'S POV) "Don't ever let anyone take what's mine?" His. The word echoed in my head, hitting me like a wave. Did he just mean the words he spoke? Since when was I his? Since when did he want me to be his? But I didn't ask. I couldn't even breathe properly at this point. I knew that if I dared opened my mouth to speak, I would find myself saying the wrong things. Slade's arm tightened around my waist. My hands flattened against his shoulders, feeling the heat radiating through his jacket as our bodies moved closer. I could perceive his cologne, the musk mixed with mint scent. So cool, so nice. I leaned in to him and he exhaled softly giving me a m good whiff of wine from his breath. I dared to look at him, to look into those eyes. Dark, thick.. His hand moved, lower and I gasped. Louder this time. "What are you doing?" I hissed at him, my cheeks were flaming. Slade leaned closer and my heart started thumping in response. "I'm making sure we don't humiliate our parents." He

Let’S Play Dare.

(KAIRA'S POV) What had come over me? Why am I crumbling at the sight of Slade Horton kissing someone else? Why does it suddenly feel like someone stuck a hand into my chest and dug out my heart. Worst of all, I can't seem to look away, even though my eyes have started burning me. Slade's hands are still, not pulling her to him, but she's not pushing her away either. "Don't pay them any attention." Someone said, taking my hand and leading me away. I noticed someone I hadn't seen in the room. Where did he come from? A tall guy, with a familiar face that I couldn't place. He had golden brown hair, which was cut short but very neat and sharply carved. He had brown eyes which had golden flecks in them too. "They're just messing around. They aren't even a real couple." He said, folding his arms. "I don't care." I lied, releasing my hand from his hold. The boy raised an eyebrow at me and then extended his hand for a shake. "Germaine Sterling." He introduced. I hesitated, but took i

HIS POV.

(SLADE'S POV) Makaira's face turned pale and then pink color spread to her cheeks, her mouth slightly parted. She snapped her head upwards at Germaine who was holding the deck of cards. "I swear it's what the card says!" He said with his hands raised and the card shown out to everyone. She doesn't want to kiss me, I thought with a plunge to my chest. And you've had your two shots already so you can't avoid this dare." Matthew laughed cheekily. "I'll take the shots for her." I declared, sitting up. "That doesn't happen here, Mr. Novice." Jackie laughed at me. "You can't take shots for her, Slade. It’s a rule ." Penelope said with a shrug. I glared at the group. I hate these games! And I never play! If only Kaira had listened to me. "It's a damned make out! And you're not even siblings for real! Can we get on with it?" Shelly said in her familiar irritated tone. "You know what? Maybe we should skip this round." Germaine said, shuffling the cards again. "This is the only card w

A Fall Or A Push.

(KAIRA'S POV) I am honestly not sure of how I came to be inside the pool. To be honest, I should be thinking of how to survive now, I should be scared of drowning but my lips were still tingling from the kiss I shared with Slade, like it wasn't minutes ago already. I wanted to replay and replay the way his hand held my head when he kissed me back sensually. I could feel his arms around me, holding me tightly like I had the key to his life. Holding me closely like he wanted to feel me just as much as I— "Makaira!" Water burst from my lungs. I coughed so hard my chest burned. Strong hands kept me upright. "Makaira." The cool evening air hit my wet skin. I was shivering. But I barely noticed. Not when he was this close. "It's okay. It's okay now." I could hear Slade's voice clearly, I could also feel his hand rubbing my back gently. But when I opened my eyes and found his face, so close to mine, I was shocked to my bones. Had his emerald eyes always been so beautiful? Water

The Embarrassed Parent.

(KAIRA'S POV) "Oh my God. I want to disappear." I heard Mum gushing from the room. "As you should." I called from the bathroom. I gave my face one last towel pat and then came out in my Mickey Mouse nightgown and my hair tightly in a bonnet. Mum's face was covered in her hands, her perfect hair updo was now a pretty mess of hair clips, pins and a lot of loose strands and she was wearing Tom's suit jacket over her beautiful ivory wedding dress. To be honest, we looked very much alike when we walked up the stairs and to my room together. Similar physical descriptions, oversized tux jackets, messy hair and a red-dipped embarrassed face. I looked worse with a broken heel, drenched dress and streaking makeup. Yes, I don't want to talk about how similar to a clown I looked and the front row seat I gave Slade Horton to that. "I feel so embarrassed." She said in a muffled tone, still not lifting her head up. "The word you should use is ashamed, Mum." I wagged my finger at her. She lift

The Poem.

(SLADE'S POV) "That's something I never thought I would see in my lifetime." I murmured audibly the moment Dad shut the door. He passed me with a scoff. "What exactly were you two even doing? And by the stairs?" I demanded, following him as he unbuttoned his shirt. Dad stopped and I saw the smirk pulling at his lips. "You know what? Please don't answer that. I don't want to know." I said quickly. "You know what? This is getting more annoying. I was hoping you'd be feeling humiliated." "I don't care what you think, Son. I've walked in on worse with you. This is nothing compared to your escapades." He shrugged out of his shirt. "You're my father." I grumbled. "The only person I care about is Kaira." He paused with a heavy sigh. Then he turned to me. "Do you think she hates me now?" "I think she does." I cleared my throat. "Mum, you're a woman of elegance, not someone who would let a mannerless man take her by the stairs." "Shut up." Dad growled at my act and I sniggered. "We w

The First Christmas.

(FIVE YEARS AGO) (THIRD PERSON'S POV) (DECEMBER 25TH, 2019) It was the first time in five years that there would be a Christmas party hosted by the Hortons. It was the first Christmas party since Margo Horton's disappearance. The house was beautifully decorated and the rooms were colorfully fully lit to celebrate the season. For a family with only two members currently present, the mansion was filled with many people. All workers and close relatives. Slade Horton, aged 12, was seated at the foot of the stairs, watching as the workers of the Horton household sang Christmas carols. He was barely noticed by anyone and was so carried away by the carols that when a gentle hand landed on his shoulder, he jumped. He calmed down when he saw that it was his nanny. "It's only me, Slade. I'm so sorry that I startled you." Shanice's gentle voice assured him. She squatted so that she now met him at eye level. "'S okay." Slade said, hugging his fitted leather jacket tighter to himself. Sh

Warming Up.

(KAIRA'S POV) His hand held a fistful of my hair and bent my head over. My eyes followed his, almost magnetic, unwilling to stray away from those cold green eyes of his. But when they finally did stray, they moved down to his perfect lips and I found myself biting mine as I waited. Patiently. For him to bend over and to seize my lips— RING! RING! RING! I opened my eyes with a frustrated groan and stared at the pretty collages on the ceiling before I turned to the tabletop alarm clock and tapped it to silence. 6.00 a.m. Mum and Tom left for the airport two hours ago. I know because I heard her come in, drop a note on my table and place a deep kiss on my cheek. I held on to her briefly for a hug before she actually left, then I rolled over to my side. Now, with sleep out of my eyes, I realized that Mum was gone. I would be spending the next three weeks with Slade as my only family. "I need to stop seeing him in my dreams. That makes things worse." I muttered to myself as I walked

The Perfect Horton Kids.

(KAIRA'S POV) I was grateful that school was scanty because I didn't want to attract attention coming to school with Slade Horton. "What time?" He asked, parking the car without looking up at me. "Huh?" He turned to me and I swallowed a lump in my throat. "What time are you done from school today?" "Oh." I shrugged lightly. "I have the Ink Club meeting after school. I'll be done around 4 today. You don't have to wait for me, I—" "That's perfect. I'm done with football practice before 4 today. I'll see you later." There was no room for argument in his tone. It all sounded finalized so I found myself nodding at him. Eager not to get lost in those eyes as I easily seemed to do, I grabbed my bag and left the car like the seat was burning me. Then I walked quickly towards the school building. I let out a deep breath, soaking in the fresh air that welcomed me. It was obvious that I was breathing better now that Slade was nowhere around me. So why did it still feel odd without him ar

Not A Horton.

(KAIRA’S POV) I have lived in PineCrest for thirteen years, which means I have also had the privilege (thanks to Tom Horton) of going from PineCrest elementary to PineCrest high school. I kid you not, despite all these years I have made no friends. Literally, none at all. The most attention I get is when I am getting bullied or being laughed at and the only people I am cordial with are a few of my teachers (especially Mrs Skye, the ink club matron) That being established, you can imagine how antisocial and you must believe me when I say that I have no idea who the angry but pretty brunette, holding my phone is. Her almond eyes looked me over like my presence deeply disgusted her. “I am Vanessa Whitmore, my dad is a big sponsor of our school, you, nobody, who the hell do you think you are?” She greeted. I frowned, unsure of what to say. She leaned forward, her palms on the table. “It doesn’t matter that your cheap mother found her way in to the Horton family, you will always be

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