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appreciate the positive things in life again. I owed a lot to her and therefore I’d be forever in her debt.
    Lately Kurt’s behaviour had gotten a lot worse though, he used to call me once a week, which I thought was a lot already since we broke up. But until recently he kept calling me multiple times a day, sending me text messages when I didn’t answer the phone. But it was none of Brad’s business, I didn’t want to involve him with Kurt anyway, Kurt was a bad influence on everyone.
    “Okay then. Just wanted to check if you were alright.” He gave me a smile.
    “I’m fine.” I met his smile with one of my own. “You can go now.” I nodded at him, it seemed like he had missed the fact that I was standing there with only a towel wrapped around my body.
    “Right,” he answered. “But listen, about last night,” he started.
    “Don’t start. It’s okay, I don’t need to hear it. You have your life and I have mine, I understand,” I interrupted him.
    “But…”
    “No but. It’s fine, now leave,” I snapped at him. He stared me in the eyes for a moment and then left, closing the door behind him. I watched as he walked, so manly and so attractive. But still my stepbrother and still the guy who hurt me by sleeping with another woman. A guy that did that to me didn’t deserve me. Besides, it was for the best like this. A stepbrother and stepsister shouldn’t have anything to do with each other sexually.
    I sat down on the side of my bed and sighed. I’d snapped at Brad and it felt bad, I actually felt sorry for him. But I had to stay strong, I had to make a point and I was sure I’d succeeded in doing that.
    My phone rang and I checked it, Kurt again. This guy was getting on my nerves, he was practically stalking me right now. I was sure I could go to the police for something like this, but I was sure it’d stay with calling only. He’d never do much more besides calling and messaging me. At least that’s what I hoped.

 
    Brad
    I stood in front of my mirror and brushed my teeth, getting ready for the day. After the bad experience I’d had the other night it was obvious I had to set things straight with Sarah. There was no doubt I felt something for her, why else would she be on my mind all the time? Why else was she the first one to succeed in gaining my interest that much, that I practically became obsessed with her?
    After having put on my clothes I was ready for the day. Just some more perfume and I was ready to go. Suddenly I heard someone shouting, almost screaming really. It was Sarah, something was wrong. I rushed outside my room and slammed open her door. There she stood, her eyes bulged open and looking at me, a towel wrapped around her body. This time however I didn’t focus on the fact she was barely covered, I was more concerned with what was going on. Apparently her ex-boyfriend had called her and she yelled at him. It got me thinking, why would her ex-boyfriend still call her? And when he did, why would she scream at him? Maybe there was still something they had to settle between the both of them, or maybe he’d just said something wrong. I knew damn well how women could react in some situations. I’d probably never know because she didn’t want to tell me. She was probably still mad about the fact I’d had sex with another woman last night even though I couldn’t really count that as sex. Sure my cock had been inside of her for a few minutes but it went flaccid real soon, much to my own annoyance.
    I really wanted to apologize for what happened the past few weeks, how I’d treated her bad and how I’d used another woman to make something clear to her. That wasn’t the right way to handle that and she didn’t deserve that either. She was too much of a nice girl to play with like that. My time for an apology would come sooner or later, but it had to wait because she didn’t give me the chance to this time.
    With a sigh I left the room and headed downstairs to get breakfast.