My Stepbrother-Too Hot To Handle

DAMIEN:

With the weird arrangements in choosing a partner for the social project, the only person that occured to my mind never to be paired with was Madison. It was a glaring fact that she would suffer fully for the consequences of her actions, and we would both get an F.

After school hours were over, I ditched my friend’s idea to hang out together and went for a long drive. After I had driven round the city so many times, I finally gathered my thoughts and stopped by at a cafe to eat something since I had not been eating well for a while.

As I entered with the expectation to sit at my favorite spot which was always unoccupied, I was quite disappointed to see that a lady had taken the spot which made me turn away immediately. I reluctantly took the next seat in sight, and sat down immediately to start my job.

I ordered cake and cookies to start with, but found it hard to eat after taking a few bites. My stomach was really empty, but I was finding it hard to eat. I requested for coffee instead, and ended up drinking four cups at the spot to quench my longtime hunger.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

The sandwich someone had ordered before me was looking palatable, and I ended up ordering one for myself too. But at the end of everything, I couldn’t even take many bits before I got tired of it.

It had always been like that since I became a teenager. It was some kind of eating disorder, that even made it difficult for me to eat breakfast too. I preferred cereal if it got too worse to handle, and more liquid to sustain me.

However, I think the only food I was able to eat to fill in for a long time was the night that Dabby cooked a meal. I couldn’t believe myself, until I shoved the entire food into my belly. I was rude amidst everything, so such wouldn’t come anymore.

I got busy with the editing and addition of new game features that I planned to do, and spent so much time in the cafe till it was almost closing hours. I realized that I had been sent a report email from our teacher, and returned home after packing up my things.

The scent of a mouthwatering dish engulfed my senses as soon as I made my way into the house, and I knew that it could be nobody else but Dabby. Before she and her mother moved in, the kitchen was rarely used by anyone.

I had walked past the kitchen obviously ignoring whatever was going on there, but returned back because the overpowering scent of a savory dish before hunger was too tempting.

I noticed that Dabby was planning to talk about us being project partners, but I mentioned it before she could. Having no perfect reason for why I had come to the kitchen in the first place, I told her to do project by herself rudely and left.

Okay, I had failed.

First, I was planning to be a bit nicer to her with time by forming a stable relationship, that would be perfect to execute my new and exciting plan. Secondly, I had also dished my chance of getting asked to dinner.

“Shit! Damien. You screwed up. Learn to control your reflexes,” I scolded myself, and weakly made my way up the stairs.

I knew that I could never swallow my pride to call her back for the assignment, neither would it be easy to form a good relationship, since I had been a jerk all these while.

But I was Damien Anderson. And it was nothing impossible for me. I could get any girl I wanted, however I wanted, in what way I wanted. Even the most difficult girls ended up falling for my charms. Dabby wouldn’t be any different.

After having my bath and changing clothes, I laid on my bed and was unable to do anything because my brain was tired. I was exhausted, had nothing reasonable to eat the previous day and all day.

I didn’t keep track of time as I laid on the bed, and almost two hours had passed before I even knew it. When I realized that I couldn’t take the forces that were fighting their way in my stomach to my throat, I gave up and stood up from my bed.

After checking the kitchen for a while after seeing empty pots and a very clean kitchen, I later found out that there was beef jerky, buttermilk pancakes, and baked chicken wings left to warm in the oven.

I couldn’t figure out how she cooked her own food, but it wasn’t so hard for me to eat and digest. Even if I couldn’t eat much of every delicacy I found in the oven, it wasn’t difficult to swallow the food that I chewed, and even craved more.

Returning back to my room and onto my bed, I felt so rejuvenated that I wanted to sleep immediately. Few minutes without moving in my bed, I slept off till the next day.