STEPBROTHER (R-18)

Chapter 49

Scarletts P.O.V

Sleep is just as disrupted in your dorm as it is at home, only instead of waking in sweat with your heart pounding from another emotional tense dream, you awake to the sound of your phone blaring obnoxiously.

Probably Bri, drunk and babbling.

You glance at the phone, eyes widening when you realise its three in the morning and as you suspected, its Bri.

"Hello?"

You hate how your words are raspy from your dry throat, but she shouldn't expect anything less considering she's just bombarded you at 3am.

"What dorm building is yours?"

"Why?"

"Guess who's here to surprise you?"

"Satan. Its 3am."

She giggles from the other end.

"Nope! Me! Want me to come up? Or should I wait for you out here?"

You groan, rubbing at your eyes as you register her words

"How the hell did you get here? Its a six hour drive, bitch"

"Girl... when I'm determined, I get shit done. I missed you! And I don't start for another few weeks, so a bitch. Coming to visit you"

You roll your eyes and laugh.

I shouldn't be surprised

You pull the blankets off you, and swing your legs around to press your feet to the ground.

"I shouldn't put it past you. You won't be able to get in the building. I'm coming down to let you in."

I swear if I get yelled at for this shit...

"Yay!"

"I look like shit"

"Oh who cares"

it doesn't look completely fucked in the event you run back into Frankie. Not that you're really interested

been drinking have

your thin, cotton shorts

shit

drive

"You'd find a way"

hallway, relieved you manage to get into the elevator

"Yeah, you're right"

You sigh.

a shit time

"I know"

knows me so well, there's no

He's literally all I can

"You met a guy?"

you chuckle

for her to make

I met a guy...

"Cute?"

he doesn't fucking compare

"Really?"

close. It just felt... I don't

'hm's' on

out here? I'm a little

yeah, yeah... I'm

to the parking lot, frowning when you don't see her jumping animatedly in front of

the hell are

"Just hurry, bitch"

from

I'll let

you can get back in your room, and you frown when you walk out a few feet and spot Oliver like

"Bri..."

was a good idea. Really only drove him here because he was drunk fo the first three hours whining about you. He's

down to your side, the phone dangling loosely in your fingers as he begins walking towards you.

fucking let you go. It doesn't matter how

slap back down to his sides and shrug. His words make your tears spill relentlessly down our cheeks as he stops a few feet in front

here... he's actually fucking here. I cant

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