My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DAMIEN

I didn’t see Dabby run off to the house today after school, and I was really thankful because I think things were working well as expected. No one would find out about our spiteful relationship.

I was still pissed off with my friends about the canceling of plans, and it was probably because Xavier’s family was better than mine. Madison came to meet me in her usual annoying way, and I had to spend the after school hours with her.

I still didn’t tell my friends that I got a new family or anything like that, and I have always been that way because it was the best. No one got to see my weakness, strength or vulnerable side. I never allowed anyone to see.

Madison was acting all annoying and dumb that I wanted to wack her across the face, but the coming week was going to be the last one of our relationship, so she would get what she had been looking for. She knew that I really hated clinginess and possessiveness, and yet that was the most of her forte in the relationship.

I took her around to pick whatever she wanted as my goodbye gift, while she laughed happily and was all over me in excitement. I waited for her in the car and did some of my personal business, and my mind suddenly went to Dabby and her little pool show the previous day.

Somehow, I was intrigued to see if would be the same as today, and I urged Madison to pick whatever she wanted so I could drop her off. It wasn’t like I had not seen girls in bikinis or even their nudity before, but seeing Dabby which I least expected was putting some kind of curiosity in me.

I drove home in the same way and parked outside the compound, and just strode into the house in my normal way. I didn’t perceive any food stench and I wondered what was happening, as I made my way to the stairs trying not to confirm if she was really home.

In the same manner, I moved to my window first this time around, and raised up the curtains slowly to see if she was at the pool. Seeing her on the floater in a red sexy swimsuit one-piece was totally different, that I wondered if it was the same clumsy girl that was shimmering brightly under the sunlight.

I was weirdly immersed in what I was looking at, until I noticed the fact that she started crying when she raised up her head. She was crying really profusely that I got so confused, of what could have suddenly caused her to cry.

It wasn’t my first time seeing so many girls cry before, but watching her brawling really badly made me angry in some sort of way. But then again I started to wonder if I was the reason she was crying, or maybe she hated living in this house.

But honestly either way or whatever happened with her, I didn’t really care. Everyone had the times that they would be sad, and it was just her own turn to be.

My mind suddenly came to its normal place and I frowned at myself, when I realized exactly what I had been doing by looking outside. I knew I wasn’t in my right senses.

The moment I casted the drape of my window down angrily and made to enter the bathroom, I suddenly heard a loud scream from the direction of the window and I wondered what had happened.

By the time I raised the window back to see what was going on, the floater was empty and there was a drowning Dabby.

“Shit!” I muttered, as I quickly ran out of my room and dashed down the stairs to the backyard. Without thinking on impulse, I dived into the pool bare-chested to bring her out of the water before she would drown.

It was so annoying for me to know that I was in such rushed agitation because of a stupid girl, who could never take care of herself properly. Immediately, I brought her back to the floor and tried to perform CPR on her to the best of my knowledge.

Her eyes were tightly closed and her body was still already, but staring at her up close without glasses, tied hair and a bikini was crazy. It was crazy to be in this kind of position with a girl who was never attractive, but was suddenly looking all enticing even in her death phase.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

‘Snap out of it, Damien. Someone’s life is at stake here,’ I cautioned myself.

Without taking it seriously or anything too much to do, I quickly fixed my lips to hers and blew air into her lungs while holding her nose tight with my index finger and thumb. I exerted pressure on her chest again as she coughed out water, and I blew in more air into her lungs.

‘When she totally gets out of this, her ears would bleed from scolding. She was crossing our boundaries already!’

When I saw that her breathing had become normal when she spluttered water out of her mouth, I picked up her body from the pool side and pulled her close to my body in relief.

I hated what I was doing, and Dabby would really pay for this.

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DABBY’S POV

I thought I was trapped in my dreams, but everything became clear the moment I opened my eyes. I knew I was in my room, even if the ambience felt so different. I immediately remembered what had happened to me, as I jerked up to see if I was really in my room.

My eyes caught the clock first and its huge letters had 7:45pm in it, and I wondered how much I had slept to feel so weak. That was when the next thought hit me again. Who saved me?

I was beginning to lose rest in my heart again just after I had survived from drowning, while wondering who had pulled me out of the water. Looking at my body, I was wearing a very huge shirt, which I knew didn’t belong to me. I wrecked Damien’s cologne.

My body shuddered at the thought of what had happened, as I quickly climbed down from the bed to be sure that I was not hallucinating.

Darting my head to the right, there was a glass of water and a huge tin of glucose on the table beside the bed. I quickly rushed over to see what was in the glass, because I didn’t remember putting that there.

The pieces began to come into place. Someone had pulled me out of the water. I was wearing Damien’s clothes and there was glucose on the table. That means he was probably home in time, to save me from my death. I was really thankful…..

‘Wait. So, Damien saw me like this?! He saw me in this crazy bikini? And about the mouth resuscitation that looked like a dream. Was that him too? OMG. My good days in this house are totally over.’

The next morning was not a good one for me because I had a sleepless night, trying to figure out what would happen after things had taken a really bad turn. Mum didn’t seem to notice anything wrong because she visited my room to see me sleeping normally, after I had been fed glucose water by Damien I guess.

I didn’t wait to eat breakfast too and had stormed out of the house so that we would not leave in the same car, but Damien was already waiting with the car in front of the car to pick me up. And I had a strong conviction in my heart that things would go wrong.

“Bye Damien. Bye Dabby,” mum came out to say as she passed me two lunch bags, and I knew I had no choice but to enter the car.

Damien drove normally away from the house the way he usually did like nothing mattered, as I trembled shakily in my heart that I was getting totally screwed by his usual silence. And then, he broke it.

“Why would you try to swim, when you cannot swim?!” I heard the voice demand imperiously, and my mortification from before erased immediately, like I wasn’t just thinking about how vulnerable I was yesterday.

“I.. I.. am sorry. I just, wanted, to take… I don’t know. Thanks for saving me,” I stuttered for a while before my voice became firm, as I heard mum’s words so loudly in my ears.

“Do you know the stress you put me through?! Do you?!” He yelled again so furiously, and I wondered if he was still so angry about the previous day, or another issue had combined together with it.

‘Had his father by chance told him anything about the honeymoon vacation or whatever?’

“I’m really, so.. sorry,” I apologized again with a neck hanging downwards, as I could not keep my eyes straight to meet his eyes. Damien was too intimidating and being with him was suffocating.

“I do not want to have anything to do with you, Dabby Sanders. But you keep crossing the lines! Things might not really end well between us, if you keep this clumsy and annoying nature up. One last mistake, and I’m canceling you,” he threatened grumpily, and I became so dumbstruck. I didn’t know what to say anymore.

“I am really sorry for stressing you out,” I apologized over again, and my phone made a loud ding from inside my bag, which meant someone had sent a message. It could only be one person.

Not minding that my annoying step brother was still talking to me, I quickly brought out my phone and checked out the message that he had sent. It read; I should be in Saticoy by the weekend. Mum has finally found a house there.

I stopped breathing immediately when I read it.

‘Mason was coming to our town?’