Mia was up and across the room before I could blink, her small arms wrapping around my body. I was shocked, causing my reaction to her touch to be slow. I lifted my arms wrapping her in a tight hug, crushing her to my body.
“I feel the same, Talon. I know that love isn’t something that you’re experienced in, and I know that all the odds are stacked against us, but I do care and I do love you.” I gripped her harder in my embrace, her words washing over me. Relief flooded me as I realized we both felt the same way about each other.
“I’m fucked up, baby, and I promise you I will screw up about a billion times, but I will always make it up to you. Always.” I placed a kiss on the top of her head, my body melting into hers. I had made a lot of bad choices, screwed a lot of girls, and wondered aimlessly through life without meaning. Finding Mia and our parents getting married was of fate. Mia was meant to be mine. There was not a fucking doubt in my mind.
“Does this mean Talon fuckin’ Reed is officially off the market?” she asked me, her voice muffled against my chest.
I smiled to myself. My girl was still using my old name; the name that I was called all around campus, a name that would soon be nothing but a memory.
“It means that I belong to you and that’s all the matters, baby. You and me. Nothing else.” I couldn’t believe I had spoken those words. Never in my life would I believe that I would be saying such a thing, even more so about one girl.
“I hated you once Talon. I hated you with a passion. I’ve realized that hate had nothing to do with you but more with me. I didn’t understand you, or the loss that we both shared in life. You have grown on me, and the emotions you bring out in me are some I have never felt until you came along. I love you, Talon.” I couldn’t help myself. I had to seal this happy ending with a kiss. I pulled her face into mine and placed my lips against hers. She was my air, my water, my food, my life now.
She’s Still A Bitch
Things changed from that day forward. Talon and I were stuck at the hip. We were sneaking into each other’s rooms almost nightly and spending every day at school together. Our parents had no idea what was going on and things were fine that way, or at least I thought so. All that changed one day when I came home from classes to find Talon, his dad, and my mom sitting in the living room. Talon had a frown on his face. My mom however had a murderous glare on hers.
“You’re screwing your stepbrother?” The words were spat at me. I could feel the force of them, the distaste in them. She was judging me, judging Talon.
“Excuse me, but who I screw and who I don’t isn’t really your concern.” I gave her just as much attitude. I wouldn’t let her degrade us like this. She needed to learn that what Talon and I shared wasn’t just some hook up shit.
“I’m done with you, Mia. Done with you making me look bad. Do you know what this could do to our family? If word gets out about you and Talon people will look at us differently.” My mom seemed so disappointed. I wanted to care that she was hurt over our decision, but in reality I didn’t care. I wanted her to understand that, I needed her to.
“Then be done, because Talon and I will not give into what you want. We have been doing this shit for months and you’re just now are catching on, so why don’t you just pretend like you never knew and let things be the way they’re.” I was furious.
“Calm down, babe,” Talon added, I cut my eyes to him. He smiled at me, and even I wasn’t immune to that smile. I melted a little bit, the bitterness in me evaporating a small amount.
“I refuse to let them tell us what to do.” Talon’s father looked at me his eyes trying to read me.
“I don’t think that’s what your mother is getting at, sweetheart.” I couldn’t help my reaction. I had lost my father, this man wasn’t my father. My mother was barely doing her job. I had let those emotions, and the pain that came with them go months ago when things with Talon grew serious. We shared the loss of a parent and that’s what brought us together.
“Who gives a rat’s ass what she’s getting at. I’m an adult. Talon’s an adult. We will make the decisions we see fit for ourselves. If you want to judge us, then you can walk right out of our lives.” I kept my words straight to the point.
Talon blinked slowly like he was in some sort of trance, and then he got up off the couch and walked over to me.
“Mia’s, right. I love the shit out of her, and if you can’t respect that and deal with it, then I guess you don’t need to be in our lives.” Everything Talon said made me want to take my clothes off and climb on the table and wait for him.
My mother rolled her eyes, and Talon’s father sighed. I knew this day would come when my mother judged us and Talon’s father either agreed or disagreed.
“We aren’t of blood relation so get over it.” Those were the last words I would speak to my mother about this subject. Talon was finally mine, and I finally saw through his anger and pain.
I loved him. He loved me. And being stepsiblings would never change that.
The End
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