Secret obsession with my stepbrother

Episode 8

HAYLEY..

School hours went by quickly and I had to take a cab home. Alessia quickly left with Chloe and her clique and Bryan was busy with training. Easton wanted nothing to do with me so I had to go home. I needed to take a nap.. I hurried home and went to my room to take a nap. Mom and Chris had gone to honeymoon like they said they would. I wondered when they would come back since they didn't say anything.

I couldn't say when I slept off but I was jolted awake by the incessant moaning coming from the next room.

“Ohhhh. Yes! Yes! Easton. Feels so good….” I tilted at the sound of that voice and fluttered my eyes closed the more, I still wanted some more sleep.

“Oh..fuck me Easton! f**k me so hard! Uhhhh! Yes! Yes! Yes!” She kept moaning and I bit my lips, gently sitting up from the bed. I heaved a deep sigh.. The sound of Easton clapping in and out of her echoing through the walls..

“Oh s**t… Your d**k feels so good…” I quickly took the pillow and closed my ears. He couldn't even wait for a day to start bringing girls home!

I would definitely tell Chris about this! Now I can't even take a nap in peace! I stood up, letting out a groan. I quickly rushed downstairs, I can't bear to keep hearing those silly sounds. I walked to the fridge and filled my glass with chilled water. I gobbled it down and sighed. He has no respect for Chris and besides he isn't the only one staying here! He should respect my presence.

‘or is it because he doesn't look at you l, Hayley' My inner voice countered and a frown quickly covered my features.

I went over to the couch and sat down for a while, thoughts swirling in my mind. I picked the remote control and switched on the TV. Maybe they would distract me from the thoughts of feeling unwanted. I tried focusing on the TV until footsteps started echoing down. I turned to see Easton and the girl coming down. It was a different girl again. Isn't he even afraid of catching a disease? Such a manwhore.

Easton didn't act like he saw me but I could sense the girl feeling a bit uncomfortable at the sight of me.

Easton escorted her out and returned in a few minutes.

He was about to head upstairs, still not acknowledging my presence. My heart sank and I found words coming out of my mouth.

“Can't you control the way you bring ladies home? You are not the only one living here” I said out of the blue and he halted his steps and turned to me.. I quickly lowered my chin from his piercing stare.

“I can do whatever I want, Flatley. It's none of your business.” He responded in an icy tone.

“You act like a saint in front of your Dad only to do shitty things behind his back. It hasn't even been up to twenty four hours yet and you are messing up with different girls. I live here too, can't you at least respect my presence?” I muttered and blinked my eyes, cringing at the words I just uttered. I'm nobody. Why would he care about my presence?

He burst out into a perilous laughter, making me feel more stupid.

“Your presence? Don't be ridiculous….. it's none of my business that you are here. In Fact I don't even want to be in the same space with you so let's say you are invincible to me” He replied and I twitched my lips.. He doesn't have to keep reminding me.

“I don't need to be visible to you but I couldn't take a nap because you guys were making a lot of noise. What if I tell Chris that you are bringing girls home and disrupting my peace” I threatened again. It was the only thing I could do at this time.

“You better not try that…” Easton 's tone grew more cold. He becomes sensitive each time I talk about telling Chris..

“Unlike you, he only needs my reputation and grades, Flatley. You can't even boast about any! Dummy!”

I clenched my fists slowly. He was the one at fault. How does this align with the fact that he is messing up with girls!

“What's so special about being smart? You act like you are god. It doesn't…”

Easton cut my words short with a scoff...

“Is that why you wore padded bras to school? To get noticed by guys now huh?” He asked in a jeering tone and words failed me immediately.

I couldn't clap back anymore, he won again. I feel miserable right now.

“Stay out of my lane, Flatley.” He gave his last warning and walked upstairs.

I let out a deep breath of anxiety, frustration. I couldn't even say how I feel anymore. I have always wanted to be in the same space with Easton but he wants nothing to do with a dumb ass like me. I know I shouldn't be having these feelings. We are step siblings now but I can't help it.

I stood up and began strolling upstairs to my room.. I always calmed my worries and thoughts with music or drawing but my sketchbook is filled with images of Easton.

As I arrived at the hallway that led to my room, Easton 's door was slightly ajar and I found myself looking in there.. He was pulling off his T-shirt. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sight of his sexy abs and muscles. Easton was almost perfect. No wonder these silly feelings of mine can't stop growing.

I found myself staring at those muscles with my mouth agape, my hand stuck on the door knob. He was so hot, like a Greek god. As he pulled down his trousers, I gasped, my cheeks flushing in embarrassment. This is illegal. It's illegal to be this alluring and hot. His well defined muscles, his abs, and his manhood was visible from his shorts, I couldn't stop myself from staring. Just then, our eyes met and a hiccup stifled out of my throat. I quickly turned the door knob and rushed into my room, my heart pounding in my chest.. He caught me again.