STEPBROTHER (R-18) novel 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"

You groan, dragging your fingers through your hair hoping it doesn't look completely fucked in the event you run back into Frankie. Not that you're really interested in him, you just figure he's a better distraction than the depressing misery of Olivers absence.

"You haven't been drinking have you?"

You shove your feet in the soft pink slippers you bought and march out into the hallway in your thin, cotton shorts and t-shirt, aware that your nipples are hard from the cool air in the hall.

"You do impulsive shit when you drink"

"How the hell would I drive here if I was drunk?"

"You'd find a way"

You scan the hallway, relieved you manage to get into the elevator without bumping into anyone.

"Yeah, you're right"

You sigh.

"Ive been having a shit time honestly"

"I know"

She knows me so well, there's no denying how heartbroken I am, with her.

"I miss him. Oliver. He's literally all I can think about. I met some guy today-"

"You met a guy?"

you chuckle

Why for her to make it sound completely scandalous

"Yes, I met a guy... he practically ran into me"

"Cute?"

"I guess, but he doesn't fucking compare to Oliver"