Forcefully Claimed By My Alpha Stepbrother

Chapter 6

Fiona

The next day at school, Ethan and I had a history class together. The moment he stepped into the class and sat down, I knew I had to be the most unlucky person in the universe.

His eyes met mine as he talked to his friends, and he gave me a dirty look before looking away. I wondered why he had to act like a five-year-old sometimes.

Finally, the teacher came into the class and the lecture began. The teacher asked a lot of questions, and luckily for me, I had read up on the topic the day before, so I answered almost all of them.

“This is what I'm always telling you all. Fiona is a new student, yet she's answered almost all the questions I've asked. You need to act more like her,” the teacher praised and I smiled.

I felt a stare on the side of my head and I looked up to see who could be staring at me, and it was none other than Ethan. His eyes were narrowed as he watched my every move.

It was creepy, but I forced myself to look away from him.

Finally, the class ended and I started to pack my stuff when someone stopped me. I looked up, and it was Ethan.

I sighed inwardly. It was starting to get old.

“I have something for you to do,” he said as she held onto my bag to stop me from hanging it on my shoulder.

“What is it now, Ethan?” I asked as I sighed.

“Since you're so smart even the teacher praised you, how about you help me complete my assignment? You shouldn't have any problem doing that now, should you?”

He had a stupid smile plastered on his face like he wasn't basically bullying me.

“I can't help you, Ethan. I have my own assignment to finish too,” I said, trying to pull my bad strap from his hand.

“Did it sound like I was asking your permission?” his eyes narrowed.

He let go of my bag and raised his hand, giving his book to me.

“Take it,” he nudged at me.

When I refused to take it from him, he dropped it on my desk and moved away from me.

“You should have it done by this evening. Don't let me ask you for it,” he said and walked away.

I stared down at his book, a frown on my face.

Why did I have to do his homework for him when he wasn't even treating me nicely?

He was such a bully, and I knew if I didn't say something, this situation would just keep happening. I finally mustered up the courage to talk back at him, but by the time I turned around to say something, he wasn't in the class anymore.

Such a dumb ass.

I sighed and picked up his book and headed to the school library. Who knows, maybe if I did his homework, he would stop bullying me and become a little nicer.

I walked to the library using the school map and I was amazed at how large it was.

It was the biggest library I had ever been in. The shelves were huge and needed ladders to reach books at the top. It was really magnificent. At that moment, I knew it would become a place I frequented.

I brought out my book and placed it beside Ethan's. I glared at his book before finally opening it up to see what he had done.

I scoffed. “He hasn't even started it, and he said that I just needed to finish it up. Liar,”

For the assignment, we had to do a lot of research, and what I wrote in mine couldn't be the same as what I wrote for Ethan, so I knew I had my work cut out for me.

I got to work immediately, looking for the necessary books and papers. I would have to stop class if I wanted to get it all done, and that was what I did.

For the rest of the day, even past lunchtime, I researched, read, wrote down, and then researched, read, and wrote down again, all because of Ethan.

The hatred that I had for Ethan grew the more I wrote in his book.

“I wish I could kill him,” I said to myself.

He would absolutely deserve it.

After hours and hours of work, I was finally done. I couldn't express the amount of joy I felt in my heart at finally finishing both mine and Ethan's.

Forgetting I was in the library, I raised my hands and let out a celebratory shout that echoed across the whole library and then everyone turned around to look at me like I had gone crazy.

“I'm sorry,” I winced.

I packed up all of my stuff quickly and rushed out of the library back to the main school complex where I was to meet Ethan and give him his books.

I was holding a lot of books in my hand, because I remembered that we were asked to bring some books to class from the library, and I had to carry Ethan's too.

The books were really heavy, and coupled with the fact that I hadn't eaten anything and was really exhausted from doing the assignments, I felt really weak.

As I reached the stairs, I tried to rearrange the books in my hand very well, so that they wouldn't drop, but it wasn't working so I decided to walk up the stairs like that.

I wasn't seeing where I was going as the books were blocking my view, so I let my legs guide me.

When I had almost reached the top, I missed a step and lost my footing, and with all the books I held in my hands, I went tumbling down the stairs.

It seemed I had hit my head really badly, as my vision was getting blurry, my hand felt broken and my body ached all over. I tried to stay awake, but no matter what I did, nothing was working.

I just lay there, my whole body hurting and unable to move, all the while praying that someone would come to my aid.