To Hate My Stepbrother

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had a presentation today and I had stupidly slept in! I really shouldn’t be blamed cause I wa

lso had to walk to the bus stop, I sighed as I hurriedly walked and it wa

tion material was cradled carefully in my

ened in a f

ion in my head, and the next moment, out of nowhere, a solid ma

nd, I dropped my perfectly crafted practical, just as I felt insanely hot liquid seep through the front of my shirt and arms. Next

llided with the hard granite f

e spot where this commotion had taken place, and to my horror, I looked a

ed hor

eg. I had bruises over my elbow and knees, pain shot up the rest of my body and I knew the p

ld feel the ache as I moved, and then my eyes flew wide

yself from crying as I stared at the damages don

y ruined project scattered over the wet ground. A few empty cups of coffee lolled on the ground as well, proving to me that t

feet away from me. He had a glare on his face, and his

ere and point fingers at me, for something he had done. It took me day

rally gone down th

stood up in a jiffy, not minding the exc

here, and instead of you tendering an apology, you had the

e presentation had most definitely already began, coupled with the fact that my project was already ruined, I had automati

terally so fuc

moved closer to me, his figure was intimidating but I wasn’t scared one bit, if

? Five? Shouldn’t you watch where you’re fucking going? I literally cannot believe you right now, and you’re demanding an apol

ed myself wi

and my voice was starting to shake as I spoke. I wasn’t about to let him see me in a

lready soaked through with coffee on the floor. “– is months of hard work, months of sleepless night

g and I clenched my fist in anger when I saw the scowl forming on his fac

to you?” He asked and my mouth fell open once again. I made to say

you so you don’t get to stand here in front of me and start telling me about how I’d ruined months of your hard work. Do you know how

spoke, as I shoved at his chest harshly. “A jerk, a total jerk! That is wh

deemed fit to describe me is none of my fucking bu

I didn’t do or say anything at this point, I would find myself staying up late while

and fell face down into some of the coffee on the ground and a satisfied smile played out in my f

und. I attempted to pick the soiled papers but it was of no use. I hadn’t been able to ba

stop, looking like I just got out of a dumpster. The bus must have definite

ing but do

and that the stupid stranger who had caused all these to me would definitely

ome across the arrogant asshole ever again!” I muttered