Stepbrother Romance: After Mine (Contemporary Stepping Book Series)

by GP Joyner

  “Shut up, harlot!” she shouted back and pointed the gun at me.

  “I will use this as leverage for the rest of your miserable lives”, Margo announced as she dug into her black trench coat and pulled a cell phone. She fumbled as she tried to get the camera to work and Gavin took this as an advantage. He swiftly lurched over to her and without warning slapped the gun from Margo’s hand. The gun must have gone off as I heard a loud thundering noise envelope the room. I curled myself in a ball on the bed and thought of what was going on.

  “You fool”, Margo shouted and I could hear both of them struggle. They were both on the floor and thanks to the handcuffs I was not in a position to help Gavin. For a woman, Margo put up a strong fight and I only looked up when I saw Gavin get to his feet. His arm was circled around Margo’s neck as they both got to their feet and faced me.

  “Where are the keys?” Gavin asked and I knew he must have been referring to the handcuff.

  “By the table”, Margo whispered in defeat. Gavin walked slowly in reverse to get them. He took them and threw it my way. Margo had only cuffed, my left wrist and I slowly uncuffed my hand and set it free. I sat up and waited for the next course of action, wondering what to do next. The cold air that blew past me from the window reminded me that I was naked and I immediately started fishing around the room for my clothes.

  “Gavin, I thought you loved me”, Margo shouted amidst tears that her eyes couldn’t contain anymore. “How could you do this to me?! Cheat with your own sister?!”

  “In his defense, we are only related through marriage”, I answered. I had somehow gotten my courage back now that the tables had been turned.

  “Have you no shame?!” Margo directed the question at me and again I searched my heart. I tried to feel guilty, maybe Margo’s tears would move me but that was not the case. I felt disturbed but not remorseful, I wanted them to take the drama elsewhere but I was not sorry. I looked around the room and wondered on whether I should leave it or not. It was my house, they were the ones trespassing. Gavin however looked guilty, I guess it was because Margo was the mother of her children and that fact was always impaled in him.

  “I’m sorry”, Gavin mouthed. His arm was still around her neck and she would occasionally struggle to go free.

  “Don’t be babe, she is having an affair with two other men”, I said. I felt jealous and it was an ugly feeling. For the first time in my life I decided not to roll over and get stepped on. I wanted to claim what was mine or what I thought was mine rather.

  “Is that true?” Gavin asked a silent Margo and from the look on her face it looked true. She looked over at me, angry and spat in my way. I looked up at her and had a sinister smile plastered on my face, I felt like a hero or winner of some sort.

  “True or not, I am better off sleeping with whoever I want than the two of you. You are so pathetic, have you no boundaries?!” Margo asked and I knew what she had said was true. I looked at Gavin and searched his face; I couldn’t tell whether he was feeling sorry or remorseful. He had no emotion on his face and I wondered if he was to choose which side he would fall on.

  Margo tried wriggling out of Gavin’s firm grip but it was not so easy for her. I however kept my distance and watched her squirm.

  “The two of you are disgusting!” she went on to say bitterly “I am going to file for divorce and I will let you tell everyone else why. I will make both your lives miserable”.

  “Good luck proving that”, I said.

  “I found out that you have been sleeping with each other for the last three years, do you think I have no evidence?” Margo said.

  Her words got my attention this time and my heart froze for a second. I looked at Gavin and then focused my attention back to Margo. Suddenly she got my interest and from the look on Gavin’s face, his as well.

  I didn’t know what to say and before I could do anything I watched Margo reach into her trench coat and stab Gavin in the thigh. Gavin let out an earsplitting howl as he let go of Margo and fell to the ground.

  She then turned on him and flung the knife again at him, this time into his shoulder. I winced as I listened to Gavin scream again and looked at Margo. She had a dangerously deathly look on her face and without warning I launched my weight forward at her and landed on her back. The knife was still in her hand and the look on Gavin’s worried look got me scared.

  “Let go of me, bitch!” Margo said before swinging the knife towards me. I felt a stinging sharp pain in my left thigh and equally let out a loud scream. I dropped to the floor next to Gavin and could feel myself drift in and out of consciousness. Margo looked at both of us, her knife still perched in her hand with both our blood on her coat. She walked over to where Gavin had made her throw the gun and picked it up.

  She then walked over back to us and looked at us with a disgusted look printed on her face. She pointed the gun to Gavin then back to me and then back to Gavin again.

  “Any last words?” she inquired and the thought of dying all of a sudden rattled me. Who would Shantell be left with if I die?

  “Margo don’t do this, we can come up with some kind of arrangement”, I blurted out.

  “Would you look at that?” She replied “This whole damn time I have not detected a single ounce of remorse in your voice”.

  I felt agitated and nervous as I pondered on her words. Even at that time when I was faced with the possible choice of death I couldn’t get myself to feel sorry for what I had done.

  I turned to Gavin at the sickening thought that this might be the last time I see his face. His lips were white as day, and completely still. My eyes dropped to the floor again and I looked at him, he looked peaceful and I hoped that he was not knocking on heaven’s door. The pain from my thigh was blinding and all I could think about was Shantell and no one else. All the same, I couldn’t get myself to admit that I was sorry and I looked Margo straight in the eye.

  “I am not sorry Margo”, I said resigned and slumped my hands next to my body.

  Margo let out a sinister sarcastic laugh before placing the gun to her temple.

  Click.

  I thought the echo was the most jarring part. The loud thundering sound of the gunshot deafened me and I looked around at the floor. There was blood everywhere and I could not feel my head. My eyes slowly shut as my body lost all control and gave in to the darkness that was enveloping me.

  THE END

  About the Author

  As wild life supporter, and active yoga instructor, Joyner has no doubt developed an affinity to a wild imagination.

  Having spent most of her youth on a farm just out of Calgary, Canada, with her three older brothers, she often found herself escaping to a new world, written by her own hand. An intelligent and accomplished student in her youth, she made her first foray into writing during her sophomore year of high school, when she wrote a novel titled Aunt’s Kitchen. She has been leisurely writing novels since then. Today, she lives in a quiet suburb in Alberta with her husband and two beautiful children.

  Other books by this author

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  Paranormal Series

  Phoenix Wolf Pack

  Stripped Bear

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