Chapter 1 Oh, My God

• I just finished washing the plates and walked towards the dining room to eat the eggs I just fried for myself and as I sat down. I heard the doorbell ring, I got annoyed and grumbled, couldn't they have just walked in using an extra Key, whoever that person was shouldn't disturb me and it better not be one of those mom's useless boyfriends. I got up from my chair, wearing a white Tank-Top and a pink bum short and walked towards the door, unlocked it and opened it. I was about to yell at whoever the fuck was knocking to get out of here and stop bugging me. Then, I saw my mom with all smiles and a man beside her who was in his late thirties.
• I rolled my eyes, not again. Not another boyfriend, what the fuck.
• "Hi dear,' my mom greeted me and came inside with this boyfriend of hers. I stood in front of them and eyed both of them, especially the man and he waved at me.
• "Hi, you must be Alika. My name is Andrew and your mom has told me so much about you,' he gave a smile and stretched out his hand for a handshake. He was man in his mid-thirties, six feet tall, black eyes, white skin, mustache in his fucking face and his hair was so shiny and it looks a lot of oil was rubbed on his hair.
• It was too shiny.
• I scoffed, this man isn't handsome at all. What did mom see in this man? Is it the dick, probably, good in bed, but he doesn't like the type that has the strength to bang mom's ass, or is it his money. I know my mother better than anyone else. The boyfriends she always brought to the house were muscular and she always make stupid noises, whenever she's on bed with them in her room, forgetting that she had an seventeen year old in the house. Is she that desperate to get married?
• The man seems rich though or probably wealthy, because the shoe he was wearing cost a couple of dollars.
• I looked at him for a couple more minutes and turned my face away, ignoring him and heading back to the food I prepared earlier.
• "Don't worry, dear,' my mom said with her sweet voice and rubbed his chest with her hand. "She's just a teenager, once we get married she will be used to you around her and won't do such a thing again?' I almost choked on my food.
• They are getting married?
• "I know how children behave these days, I quite understand you, my dear,' Andrew said and smiled at my mom and kissed her cheek.
• "Once we get married in three days time, my son will be moving in with us and I also hope for the two of them to get along and I will always be with you. I love you so much, Nelly.'
• "I love you too, Andrew,' my mom sweetly said and they both shamelessly kissed in front of me.
• What kind of couples are these?
• My mother didn't care to ask me if I was okay with her getting married. What kind of a mother is this, that only thinks of herself. She always thinks of herself and never asks for my opinion. She has always been like this, since I was little and she never cared about me. It was always about herself and how to keep her youth and beauty, she didn't like to wash clothes, clean the house, cook or even do anything relating to work, it was always the maid she hired that was doing all the work.
• What a heartless human being?
• They both came to the dining table and sat down opposite me with my mom smiling sweetly at nothing.
• I got angry and got up from my chair and walked to my room, I don't have time for this nonsense, as soon as I got to my room, I sat down on my bed and took my phone and opened it and then, I began to browse through my phone and watched some videos and dozed off with the phone on my face and lay down on the bed.
• Few hours passed, I woke up hearing some noises coming from the dining table and looked at the time on my phone and got up, curious to know who was making the damn noise.
• I walked as fast as I could and as soon as I got there, I saw a handsome dude talking on the phone and he was so hot. I couldn't take my eyes off him.
• Who was he, I've never seen him before and who did he come with.
• I walked up to him and said. "Who are you? What are you doing at my house?' I stood in front of him and he looked at me for a second and smiled.
• "I will call you later, dude.' He hung up and put the phone in his pocket and he faced me. "Fuck! You are hot,' he exclaimed.
• "Huh,' I pretended, like I didn't know what he was talking about. What was this Jerk talking about? Though, I felt flattered, but I didn't let it show on my face.
• "Yeah, you are hot and sexy, though,' he chuckled. 'Are you Alika, my step-sister?' He asked.
• What?
• He...he was my Stepbrother. No way, I can't believe this. He was the one that my mom's whatever fiancée was talking about.
• OMG. How come, this wasn't happening, right?