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"Kol, I want to taste your sister." my stepbrother's bestfriend said. I froze, especially now I lay in the middle of them. A girl was svcking off one guy, while the other kissed her in the movie. I couldn't move and my face burned, waiting for Kol's response. He stared at Jim, gave me a meaningful glance. Then he held me in his arms, his chest against my hard niples. "No, she's mine tonight." --- My bully became my stepbrother. Ever since his mom passed away and his dad David married my mom Melina, we had been living under the same roof. Last fall, when Kol went off to college, it was like finally being able to breathe. The house felt lighter without his presence looming in every corner. There were even moments where I missed Kol. He was not awful all the time, he could be funny and protective. Sometimes I could see a glimpse of the boy I used to be friends with. I almost forgot how much I hate him until he returned when summer came. Somehow, he was worse. He kept his eyes on me even more than he ever was before. He found new ways to needle me every day, with his friend Jim always tagging along, ready to snicker at whatever jab Kol throws my way. Just like we were sitting at the long oak dining table now. My mom and stepfather were completely oblivious, but across the table, Kol was glaring at me as if trying to intimidate me, while his ever-present best friend, Jim, was smirking. I didn't know what the joke was, but it was clear that I was the clown. I tried to tell my mom about Kol but she brushes it off, saying,"Boys tease the girls they like."As if that's supposed to make me feel better. It was gross, Kol was my brother. My mom and David got married when we were high school, then Kol and David moved into our house. My mom was a famous actress, and our house was basically out of a lifestyle magazine. Now my tormentor slept in the bedroom next to mine. Mom stood up pouring herself a glass of water, Da
