To Hate My Stepbrother

Mason’s POV

Getting into my car, I slammed the steering wheel as hard as I could before driving to the office. I couldn’t get the look on Khalid’s face when I turned out of my head.

He had just seen me send him and his mother packing out of the house. Frustrated, I tried to bury myself with work but I couldn’t.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

I kept getting distracted and I was unable to fully concentrate on what I was doing. Frustrated, I asked my secretary to cancel all of my appointments for the day before getting out of the company.

I needed some time to myself, I wanted to think about what I was doing and what to do next. I needed to think about how to get Ava back into the house.

Driving off, I drove directly to a bar and I’d already made up my mind to drink till I no longer knew what was going on around me. I wanted to drink till I lost consciousness because the pressure on me was killing me.

Placing my order for shots of tequila, I picked up my phone and punched Ava’s number to call her. She’s the only person I wanted to talk to.

She’s the only one I need in time like this and I don’t know how far I can go without her by my side. The phone kept ringing and I’d thought she was ignoring me until she picked it up.

“Hello?” She said softly into the phone and I let out a sigh that I had no idea I was holding in the first place.

The sound of her voice is like music to my ears and for a moment just by hearing her voice, I felt a little bit better. If her voice can make me this calm I know how much her presence would help me.

“I need you.” I sniffed into the phone, I had no idea what was wrong with me and I felt like I’d lost all sense of masculinity that I had in me.

“What? Are you okay?” She asked and I could hear the worry in her voice as the questions kept coming.

“I really need you here, Please Ava. Everything is just so upsetting and overwhelming and I don’t know how long I can hold on for so please.” I begged and hoped that I’ll get a positive response from her.

“I can’t, Mason. I can’t come to you and run into your arms or make all of this disappear because I just don’t have the ability to do that.” She finally said after a while of silence and I groaned.

“Please. Just come here, I really need to see you.” I just wanted her and even if she wouldn’t talk to me, I only wanted to feel her presence.

“I can’t, Mason,” she responded, standing her ground, “remember I told you when we met, I just can’t go back to loving you like all of these never happened.” She explained, reminding me of the last time we met.

“I can’t just go back to living with a man who I know has a child elsewhere that isn’t mine, my heart just can’t handle that. It’s too much for me.” She added.

“Ava…” I called softly but she continued talking anyway, not wanting to hear what I wanted to say.

“You can’t take the child away from his mother now so the best thing to do is to get married to her and I know how much she wants that too.” Ava finished and my frustration just keeps building up.

“I can’t and I will not get married to Aisha,” I replied firmly, “Ava, C’mon. I love you, I always have and I always will. I can’t get married to her because I want to get married to you!” I finished hoping she would understand.

“I’ll hang up now, take care of yourself.” She said before hanging up on me.

How does she expect me to be fine when we both know that I can never be until she’s back in my life.

Not giving up, I sent her the address of the bar I’m in and told her I was going to do something stupid like committing suicide if she doesn’t show up.

My phone rang multiple times and all the calls were from Ava, I ignored every one of them and she resorted to sending texts telling me not to do anything.

It’s been an hour and I was the happiest when I saw Ava looking through the bunch of crowds in search of me, she finally saw me and made her way towards me.

“What is wrong with you?!” She yelled as she took the glass of tequila from me and dropped it on the table.

“I knew you’d show up.” I smiled and she rolled her eyes as she scolded me about the text I’d sent to her and how drunk I already am.

“You love me,” I sighed, “I can see it in your eyes, your actions and I know damn well that you can’t deny the fact that you do love me.” I smiled again but she didn’t say anything.

She looked really beautiful and just a glance at her reminded me of all of the reasons I love her and would never let her go.

I was stupid to do that once, I wouldn’t be stupid to do it again.

“I sent her and her son packing, I just can’t have them in my house.” I finally announced and her eyes widened in utter shock.

“Why?” She asked as she downed the tequila I was supposed to be drinking, “even the child?” She added and I nodded affirmatively.

“Because I want you in the house with me.” I answered and I could see the look she gave me. She couldn’t believe I would do that.

Ava finally decided to drink with me and just the fact that she was with me was everything I needed. Tipsy, I booked a hotel and we crashed there.

It was the best night ever and the sex with her was even more passionate, beautiful and intense than I remembered.

“I missed you.” I kissed her as I fought to catch my breath.