My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

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It was past evening already, and Mum could finally affirm that I looked perfect enough to go for prom. Mason came around to pick me up at home in a car, and he was looking so stunned by his expression when he saw me. Yeah, I knew I was killing it.

It was more stares, jaws dropping, astounding looks, and more expressions that I couldn’t decipher, the moment I made my way into the prom hall with Mason holding my hand. There were so many things to look forward to, that I made sure to leave my pains down at the door of the hall.

The party mood kicked in almost immediately with nice music, and there were glasses of champagne rolling in everywhere and there. I was laughing and talking with my Mason and his friends, when Amelia, the girl who won the valedictorian of our set came to drag me with her.

“And shall I and the most outstanding of the set take a dance together,” she flashed a smile at me, and I took her hand in pleasure as we both started to dance together.

She was always second after me in class, and was the nerd you couldn’t bully or look down on because she was feisty. We had talked a few times before when I first came to school and beat her in the exams, and I think there had been this air of competitiveness between us ever since. She had never beaten me since, and probably didn’t like me either. But she finally got to be valedictorian thanks to Mum.

We danced together a popular dance so flawlessly, and we soon became the attraction in the hall. After we were done dancing, Amelia was called to take over from the event host temporarily, and she smiled really brightly on the stage as she made a few jokes.

“Now we are going to call upon the lady with the most astounding dress, and also the year’s most outstanding student to give her speech,” I heard Amelia say, and the spotlight flashed on me immediately from where I stood.

Walking to the front before everyone in the room put so much tension in me, but Mason helped me get halfway to the front before I climbed the stage.

“Good day everyone. It’s just Dabby. Nerdy girl who got involved in so many school scandals in the last months. I am here again before everyone, and I am feeling really good.

What I would like to say is that regardless of what you feel and what anyone makes you feel, you are loved regardless. It doesn’t have to be from the people you expected it from, it can be from the person or people you least expect.

Stand up for yourself, because people would pick on and use you if you decide to become prey. Be nicer to yourself and love yourself more, because you can do it better than you have ever imagined. Embrace your mistakes, and try to become a better person so that they don’t define you.

You don’t know what you can do or how far you can go, until you have given it a try.

Don’t let anyone’s words define you. You are the author of your own life. Don’t let anyone decide how you are going to write, and just make sure you are scripting the right things.

Thank you all for the love I’ve received, everyone and I am so grateful for this opportunity,” I ended my speech after so many minutes of my emotions being put forward, and I was proud of myself as I was given a round of applause by so many hands of people that were looking at me in the hall.

I came down from the stage to meet Mason when I walked down, and he kissed my cheek as he spun my hand over my head, “You did great, Dabby. I am proud of you.”

It was another shocker for me when I was announced as prom queen, and Damien’s friend, Xavier was announced as prom king. We danced again and had so much fun after we were crowned, but my heart couldn’t help but worry for Damien because I had not seen him since the party started.

The fun went on for so long till late in the night, and I finally took a break to sit and rest from my heels. I had a lot to drink too when we played a lot of games, and I just decided to watch everyone from where I sat. Mum seemed to be messaging me that she was waiting for me at the school park too.

‘She would have to wait,’ I groaned.

A approached me a few minutes later when I bent to unbuckle my heels, the scent was so familiar that I couldn’t mistake him for another person. I raised my eyes to meet his eyes from the height that I was seating, and it was hard to break from his gaze.

“You came,” I found my voice finally after seconds passed, still staring at him in his tuxedo and hot look. He looked even more good-looking.

“Yeah,” his mellifluous voice answered, which made the butterflies in my belly flutter, “Can we go someplace apart from this place?” He asked me.

“I waited for you,” my voice was barely a whisper when I told Damien, the moment we had walked away from the party to the school field.

“I’ve missed you so much, Dabby. I ran here as soon as I heard that you might be leaving tonight,” Damien said with a shaky tone as he held my hands into his.

“What are you talking about?” I asked anxiously when he said that, trying to decipher what he meant by his words.

“Your Mum is probably waiting for you at the park or something. You are leaving tonight,” he repeated himself, and I gasped in shock at his revelation.

‘How can Mum just be so spontaneous about everything?’

“What am I going to do, Damien? I’m leaving and I cannot get the chance to…. To say so many things that I want to. How hard it has been for me,” I stuttered in my breaths that I was trying hard to catch, as tears streamed down my eyes in intense pain.

“It has been so hard avoiding you too, Dabby. I just had to do it because my father told me about his contract marriage with your Mum, and the things he was going to do if I didn’t say away from you,” Damien rushed his words while he was still holding my trembling hand, and I was crying badly because I had nothing to say. I could only think of how much pain he had been in because of his father.

“What do I do? My heart is breaking, Damien. What would I do without seeing you?” Were the only words my lips could utter, asides from the thousand words I had told myself that I would tell him if we get to talk again.

“Calm down, Dabby. I can fly to meet you wherever you go, and we can be together aga………”

I crashed my lips into his and kissed him so passionately as if my entire life depended on it, because it was hard to believe that I would not be seeing him hours away from the end of prom till whenever.

We kissed so desperately again and again more intensely than we had ever done, and I was trying hard to control my tears which would not stop falling. It was so hard to accept the cold hands of reality that were embracing me.

“Dabby,” I heard the voice from behind me, and it turned out to be Mum. Turns out that she had been looking for me.

“Mum, how could you do this? I asked you when we were leaving and you did not answer!” I yelled at her in anger as I walked to meet her from the direction that she was approaching.

“I’m sorry, darling. There was a change of plans, and I cannot sleep another night in this town. Our flight leaves in forty minutes,” she almost stammered as she explained to me, and I was fuming really badly because I couldn’t understand her.

‘How could I?’

The night ended as a sad one for me with saying goodbye to Mason, and other friends whom I had made through him was so hard. I couldn’t even get a chance to say goodbye to the house that I’d lived in for months because of Mum. She didn’t want to return there because of Damien’s dad.

Saying goodbye to Damien was the worst of all, because I had bawled my eyes out as we hugged for so long under the moonlight.

“Goodbye, Dabby,” was the last word I heard before the car zoomed off.