One Roof With My Step-Brother.

NEGLECTED.

I don't know his name, will I just call him Stepbrother and not his real name?

"You mean you want to know my name, what my name is right? He chuckled and snickered at me.

Why the hell is he having fun with this? Does he think this is a joke?

"Yeah, I need to know your name and who allowed you in here,' I smacked my forehead as I suddenly remembered, of course, it will be my mother and that old hag of a husband. Why am I even bothering myself and wasting my time with this i***t that claimed to be a stepbrother of mine?

He better watch his back because I wouldn't take it so easily with him

This is my home.

"Never mind,' I shook my head. "As long as you are in this house, stay away from me. Don't talk to me, because I don't want to talk to you and neither do I want a brother instead. So get lost,' I strictly warned and grimaced as I walked past him.

I've had enough of anyone's stupid drama right now, and these people should just leave and stay the hell away from me.

I never wished to have a brother, and neither did I ever say that I wanted to have a father.

I don't desire any of these at all and it makes me sick to the stomach, just the thought of those illusions.

"You are so beautiful,' he said, and that stopped me in my tracks as I turned to him and he winked at me. Didn't he just hear what I just said?

'Are you deaf?' I questioned with a frown, turning towards him.

Just because he thinks he is so handsome doesn't mean he can get away with anything he does and thinks he has the privilege.

"No, I'm not deaf and I'm hearing every damn thing you are saying and don't think I will want to lose that,' he said and put his hands in his pocket.

Why are both of his arms just filled up with tattoos? How old is he, anyway?

"Lose what?' I eyed him suspiciously, and he walked closer to me and I stepped backward as he took each step.

Who the f**k does he think he is?

"You are my type and I like that,'' he disregarded my question with a smirk.

He eyed me and kept taking each step towards me, while I kept going back and then I felt my back hit the wall.

OMG. How am I going to cope with someone like this with no brains?

Yes, that's what I will call him because he is so f*****g annoying and getting on my nerves? And, the fact we are going to live in the same house not only scares me but also makes me furious.

I need to avoid him. That's what I want right now.

"Seems like we are at a dead-end and I like that.' he came close to my face as he slammed both his hands on the wall on each side of my face. "You are blushing,'' he uttered, and then I could feel his stare on my lips and his eyes.

I couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"I'm not blushing and don't be so full of yourself. You are not my type, believe it or not, you are not my type. f**k off,' I tried hard to talk so boldly in front of him. It wasn't easy to do that and besides, he was so handsome and his looks were giving me this strange feeling.

My body felt so f*****g hot and it was like I couldn't breathe properly and he was just so good.

He smelled so good. Looking at him made me want to kiss him, and his lips looked so soft and yummy.

What the hell am I thinking for someone I just met who claimed to be my stepbrother? And, of course, he was my stepbrother and not a regular dude. Right, that should bring me to my senses, which will be more like it.

This is insane.

"What are you thinking inside that little brain of yours?'' he smiled and, out of annoyance, I pushed him away?

That's right, he shouldn't have said those words. It made me feel like a fool and what's with all this attitude?

I feigned ignorance, strolled past him and began running towards my room and not even looking back at him.

I was so embarrassed and wished I had never talked to him today. Why wouldn't I just shut up and stay on my own?

Instead, I butted into something I'm not supposed to do at all.

I hate living like this, living in the same house with these people and not like, I couldn't care less about him.

I went to my room and shut the door, went to my bed and lay down on it and spread out my legs on it.

This bed was so fluffy and relaxing, it also helps in relieving my stress.

Could this day get any worse? Why is everyone just invading my life and can't they just stay far away from me and let me be?

Stepbrother? Geez?

Why do I have to get a Stepbrother? Why does my stupid mother have to get married?

To be honest, I hate this family stuff, I see it as an illusion, nothing more.

I loved being alone, I don't want a family and a stepbrother.

It freaking sucks, I just want to be all by myself, the word called "love" is f*****g fake.

When you love someone, it is all about an imagination.

They betray you and stab you in the back, that's why I don't want to love anymore.

I just want to be all by myself. At times I detest myself and wish I was never born to such a mother, my life was about pain and sorrow.

Sometimes I feel like I was born in the wrong family or I should never have been born at all.

I wished my mother aborted me when she discovered she was pregnant with me.

I feel like fate has cursed me to never feel or experience happiness in my life.

I wish my father had never left me by the roadside and left us.

I turned and faced the ceiling with tears flowing down my ears. We were once a happy family, what happened to us?

Maybe, if I wasn't born, then, things would have been distinct.

My mother has never cared about me.

She abandoned me, sold herself to prostitution and pushed me aside, all in the name of, she is working for money to put food on my table.

I never asked her for that sort of sacrifice.

I just wished for her to be a normal single mother, show me love and affection, yet it was the opposite.

They were a lot of times I nearly got raped because of these men, she brings home and she doesn't see or reason with me when I complain about it.

She then nagged me for hours to stop disagreeing about any single thing she does, because she doesn't know why she should value what I say or take actions which could wreck her job because of me.

I was heartbroken.

She brings a lot of men home with her friends, parties all night with the loud music and noises, a couple of times the neighbors have to call the cops because of this very same issue.