Chapter 9 Because He Has To Be Gay

• 9
• I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, since yesterday neither of us had seen each other and even though after what happened our relationship is probably more broken than before, I just wanted to keep the peace for our parents.
• "How is Sam..." I tried to ask, but as soon as he heard my voice, he continued walking, ignoring me and leaving us both alone. Kitty looked at me and then laughed at what had just happened.
• "He's not talking to you?" I relaxed my shoulders because I had no idea what was going on. "Your brother is so..." My best friend pursed her lips and stopped herself.
• "He's not my brother! And if you want to be just another one on his list, go ahead..."
• I attacked, moving away from her furiously. How could she declare those words knowing that she's making my life impossible? Dad and Barbara were already at the dining table waiting for my arrival. Aaron had his eyes fixed on his phone, smiling every now and then.
• "Good morning..." I kissed dad and Barbara, passing over my stepbrother. Kitty arrived behind me.
• "Daughter..." Harold gestured towards Sullivan and I widened my eyes because I will never give that idiot a good morning kiss. "Romina Western, do I have to remind you that we are all family here?" The player boy raised his gaze, leaving his phone on the table to pay close attention to what was happening.
• "Damn it! I hate him!"
• "Breathe, Romina! Breathe so you don't kill him!"
• "It's okay, Harold," my stepbrother shouted, pretending that this really affected him. "I don't think I'm good enough for her and she will never accept me, right?"
• The pale-skinned boy with dark eyes lowered his head, but I could see from here that he was smiling. Liar!
• "ROMINA!" Dad pronounced my name loudly. "When are you going to understand that Aaron will be treated as my son? He is your older brother and you must greet him the same way you greet us..."
• "But..." I protested, dropping my teddy bear to the floor. Kitty tugged at the edge of my pajamas and shook her head for me to obey my father's orders. "Fine, but I want you to know that I hate this..."
• I swear I had never felt so humiliated in my life; Aaron stood up from his chair, puffing out his chest slightly to match his height with mine.
• "Our first sibling kiss?" He whispered as he pressed his face against mine.
• -"Fuck you..." Mascullé pasando la lengua por su mejilla. Sullivan se echó hacia atrás aterrado, tocando rápidamente su rostro. La expresión en sus ojos era demasiado divertida, sus mejillas estaban rojas y sus piernas se volvieron inestables.
• Mi stepbrother mordió su labio inferior, tomó su móvil y salió disparado de la sala como alma que lleva el diablo.
• -"I think..." -Espeté reprimiendo mi risa”"He doesn't like me..." -Me senté de golpe con la palabra "Triunfo" pegada sobre mi rostro. Catalina negó divertida, mientras papá y mi madrastra no entendían lo que acababa de suceder.
• "I've declared war on that panty-dropper!"
• -"What are you all doing today, Sunday?" Inquired Harold's wife, taking a bite of melon.
• -"I'm going to Long Beach with Kitty." Responded, releasing a bit of playfulness, while my best friend smiled.
• -"Who's going?" -Interjected dad, setting the newspaper aside.
• -"My older brother, Mr. Western." The brunette vomited a bit nervously. "And some friends from college..."
• Harold looked at me immediately. "All guys?"
• -"There will also be girls..." I defended.
• -"OK," My father's eyes settled on Aaron, who entered the room again, but I perked up when I noticed he was wearing another sports outfit and his face was noticeably damp.
• -"Did he shower because I touched him?"
• -"I'm going with them..." Spoke my damn stepbrother, grabbing an apple from the table. "Why? I can, right?"
• God, help me.
• -"You're invited!" Kitty shouted, showing her hunger.
• -"Do I have another option?" Dad and he shook their heads.
• -"Can I bring Maribel? I mean, there's no problem, right?"
• -"Why would there be one?"
• -"Maybe you'll be overshadowed in a swimsuit..."
• -"And Donovan too!"
• I shouted, getting up from the table.
• Aaron brought his chest too close to mine, his hands touched my shoulders as he whispered slowly, "We'll see who has the bigger ego..."
• EGO?
• What does he...?
• He's not talking about that, right?
• Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
• Pervert!
• -"You're a damn pervert!" I immediately backed away, trying to focus again on my task. What is that guy thinking? Harold stood up and said goodbye to his wife, as today the board of directors of our university would have an important meeting due to Bobbie Tejeiro's resignation.
• I walked with Kitty to my room to start getting ready. I was determined to make this crappy day the best of my life. Donovan, my best friend's older brother, was a sexy guy, and even though he was over ten years older, I had a crush on him throughout my adolescence that never came to be due to friendship and age.
• I pack a couple of swimsuits in my travel suitcase, along with sunscreen and makeup. Catalina tries on one of my beach dresses and decides to wear it in the end. The beautiful curls of her hair look shinier than usual. She and I have been together for a long time, and more than a friendship, I feel like our relationship is like that of sisters. We trust each other with everything and help each other out.
• Kitty's parents passed away when we were in high school. Her brother took care of her, taking custody of my friend and showing not only the family court judge but also society, which judged him for taking on such a responsibility, that the love he felt for his little girl would help him educate and guide her on the right path.
• "Do you think your brother will like this?"
• I rolled my eyes as I saw her put on a huge beach hat that I had never worn in my life. "I don't know what's gotten into you, Kitty! Do you really like that beach hat?"
• She nodded, smiling with that sparkle in her eyes that shows me she won't stop until she tries out his huge and thick... Personality... "He's going to break your heart, and the only one who will be harmed here is me."
• "Why you?" she asked, taking off the hat. "Who will open their legs for him? You or me?"
• "You shameless!" I exclaimed. "Who has to put up with you crying when guys leave you? Me! Last time you filled my desk with snot while screaming 'I was not born to love, no one was born to love.'"
• "You're being dramatic," she huffed, rolling her eyes. "I just want to give your brother a good time at least all night." I tried to hold back vomit as I saw her swaying her hips. "Someone end my life now!" Catalina slid her hands over my shoulders to calm me down. "It's just sex, you need to push him away from you to have peace in your life, I'm giving you that, what more do you want?"
• I walked away angrily. "Last night you said you were convinced that Sullivan was jealous of me! What changed?"
• "Maribel," I frowned because I didn't understand. "If he cared about you as a woman, he wouldn't be sleeping with someone else, and this morning he showered just because you touched him. He finds you disgusting."
• A cold shiver ran through my body, as if a torrential stream was trying to destroy my security and emotional stability. "Do you think he finds me disgusting?"
• The sound of the click of my shorts made Catalina look at me somewhat dazed. "I feel like he's just messing with you because he wants to screw you over, but I will have sex with him and make him forget about you forever." The kiss on my cheek that she had just left me with left me static.
• I don't even know when I went down the stairs, I didn't even realize when Maribel appeared wearing a tiny blue dress that made her long and toned legs look amazing, causing Paul and my classmates to drool over her. Now I understand why Sullivan keeps sleeping with the brunette, compared to me, I am too small and simple, there is no grace or elegance in my appearance, I am just Romina because of my last name.
• “Where is your brother?” I asked, looking at the wristwatch on my wrist and realizing that it is almost ten in the morning. I hadn't seen Donovan in about six years, so this meeting made me a little anxious, and it certainly did, a dark-haired boy with huge eyes, an athletic body, and shiny, smooth skin suddenly appeared in front of us, wearing a sweatshirt that showed off his prominent rear and strong, muscular legs.
• “Why do you have to be gay?!