I Hate Beautiful Men

Chapter 4

 Chapter 4

*SANTANA MILLER*

I went into my closet and picked out clothes for me to wear for this “PARTY”. Brian is so stubborn. Why can’t I just have a normal step-brother? Or Why can’t I just live on my own? This is so pathetic! All my clothes are replaced by these ridiculous things. A month ago when we started to move here, Brian kept on bugging me about that way I dress, I just ignored him. But low and behold, my evil step-brother influenced my mom to buy new sets of clothes for me when I was not at home and burned all my favorite and comfortable ones. Now, I have to suffer wearing all these super tight jeans and tops that obviously ran out of fabric. My mom is so gullible, why did she do everything Brian said?

I can’t believe that I’m going to this party. Actually since I’m not a sociable person, I haven’t really attend one of these ever since I was born. I don’t like it! There are always too many people hooking up, drinking, dancing, and flirting. The music is so loud and at this particular party… I don’t know anyone except for the two gorgeous guys that are making me sick whenever I see their faces. Oh... and did I ever mention that they are both perverts? A huge man w****s, Brian and Craig. My two worst nightmares.

As I was taking a bath, I heard my door opened. Crap, I forgot to lock it back. After Brian did that to me, I was spaced out.

“Who’s there?” I asked.

“Secret.” I heard Craig’s voice and then he chuckled.

“Get out!” I yelled at him.

“Relax honey… I won’t get my ass in there with yours… I’ll try though.” He teased.

I wrapped myself with a towel and walked to the door.

“What do you want?” I asked not opening the door.

“Just checking, if you’re ready…. Brian is already talking to his friends about you.” He said.

I rolled my eyes.

“Whatever! Go away, I’m going to get out.” I demanded.

“You can still change while I’m here you know.” He said, I can see him smirking in my mind, and it made me sick. Even his imaginary face in my mind can make me sick? This guy is dangerous! My stomach started to rumble and I didn’t feel good. I puked in the sink. Nothing came out, thank goodness I didn’t eaten lunch. But still my stomach hurts.

“Are you alright?” I heard Craig at the door.

“I’m fine just go away!” I said, I really need him out.

But instead of going out, Craig came in! I’m just wearing my towel and I’m vomiting! Could this day get any worse?

“Are you alright?” He asked.

He saw that I was leaning over the sink and started patting me on the back. I didn’t look at him, but my vomiting worsened.

“I’m fine, I just need some time alone.” I said and I really mean it.

“What? Why? Are you sick?” He asked.

“No… just go!” I said yelling at him.

He was taken aback, but didn’t listen. “I won’t leave you like this.” He said.

I tried to relax and pictured Craig like joker. I breathe slowly, inhaled and exhaled. There was silence. When I saw myself at the mirror I’m still wearing a towel and Craig’s hands are on my back. Realizing our position, electricity came running in my veins, just like what I felt when Brian touched me. Oh my gosh! Is this a new sickness of mine? Instead of just feeling sick I can also be electrified by beautiful men? Seriously what the heck is wrong with me?

“Hey…” Craig said. I looked at him on his mirror reflection. “… Are you… pregnant?”

I raised my eyebrow. “What?” I asked in disbelief and I can’t help but laugh.

“Why are you laughing?” He raised his eyebrows.

“That was hilarious, you think I’m pregnant?” I said and turned my body so that I could face him... but what I didn’t expect was how close he was to me, that took me by surprise.

There was silence again. I avoided Craig’s eyes, but he pulled my chin up that made our faces so close. My heart started to beat so fast.

“Actually, when you laughed, you kinda look pretty.” He said and I swear that made me blush. He pulled my chin from side to side. “And you are beautiful if you don’t wear your glasses.” He smirked.

So bright, so bright… I think I’m going to puke again. My hands were on the sink but body was still facing Craig. I can’t move. Why can’t I move  my body? It’s like I’m paralyzed by his stare. His eyes are making me numb. 'Santana Miller wake up! Remember that you’re still wearing a towel and that there is a man in here, and do I have to remind you that he is so beautiful?’ I told myself, but there is no use. Craig started to lean down his face and his lips reached mine. My eyes popped wide open. What the heck? He started to move his head.

‘What to do? What to do?’ I started to panic in my mind. Craig’s hands moved their ways into my waist. The electricity I felt moved to what seemed a higher voltage and that made me moan. Craig stopped and looked at me and chuckled.

“Did you just moan?” He asked.

I pressed my lips from embarrassment and looked down. I played with my feet hoping that he would just leave me alone. Why can’t I do anything? I feel so cheap. He might think that I’m just like those other girls out there that are wants to flirt with him. I am totally not like that!

“Hey…” He said and pulled my chin again and so our faces were close again. “… you don’t have to be shy.”

I swallowed the lump on my throat. I can’t say anything. To my astonishment, Craig kissed me again. Now it was forceful and like he’s craving for it. I was shocked that I didn’t know what to do. I heard a knock. We both were startled.

“Shoot! It’s Brian. Can I hide here?” he asked me.

“Why?”

“He can’t find out that I’m hooking up with his step-sister, he might kill me.”

“Why would he do that?” I asked, I’m confused.

“Because he would be so jealo… I mean he would be pissed that’s all.” He said and pushed me out of the bathroom.

I was confused? What was he trying to say before he said that Brian would be pissed? I open that door, and Craig was right, Brian is there.

“Is that what you will wear at the party? Nice!” He said with a wide grin on his face. I looked at myself and immediately covered myself with my hands. I’m in my towel still!!

“Jerk!” I said and closed the door. I heard him chuckled.

“I’m sorry Santee, I’m just not used to having a female here in the house… I’m still adjusting, okay? I won’t hurt you.” He said and I can tell that he meant it.

I opened the door again. I stared at him. Crap! I’m right I can’t look at him even for two seconds. My stomach started to hurt, again.

“Are you alright? You looked pale?” Brian asked and moved closer to me and touched my face with his soft hands.

I nodded, I tried to relax. ‘Think about joker you i***t!’ I thought.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am.” I said. I pushed him away and closed the door. But before the door closed I saw a glimpse of him looking really worried.

Is he really worried about me? Erase, erase, erase. He was just making that face. ‘Santana, remember that he is your evil step-brother.’ Now I feel like an i***t talking to myself.

“Who’s evil?” Craig said coming out from the bathroom that made me jump.

“Don’t do that, you’re giving me a heart attack.” I put my hand over my chest. He chuckled.

I still feel awkward around him. “You have to get out now.” I said.

“Okay, we will wait for you down stairs.” He said.

He tried to kiss me again but I avoided him. “Y-you can’t do that again.” I said not looking at him. I heard him hissed.

“I understand that you felt awkward after your first kiss.” He said, I looked at him, shocked. He gave a smirk. “I know honey, I’m like four years older than you.” He kissed my forehead and left.

I was so shocked that my jaw dropped. How did he know that it was my first kiss? I pressed my lips together.

“Ahhhhh” I screamed into a pillow. Why do I have to embarrassed in front of him over and over again?

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After I relaxed myself and put on some clothes, aside from the towel, it was already 7:45 pm. I could hear some cars and the music as expected is so loud that I think my eardrums will be crushed anytime soon. I chose not to go down at first. I didn’t want to see Brian and Craig right now. I just hope that they won’t notice that I’m not there. I am so confused with what happened. I touched my lips with my finger.

“That was my first kiss.” I said to myself. I don’t really know if I liked it or not. I don’t know what to think anymore! I dropped myself on my bed. A knock snap me out from going insane.

“Santee?” Brian said outside the door. I opened it.

“How many times do I have to tell you that don’t call me Santee.” I said, my hands on my hips.

“Fine, now come out.”

“Please, can I just be here?” I begged him.

“Stop being so cute and let’s go.” He said and grabbed my hand. I felt the electricity again.

The music started to fill my ears.

“Brian! I’m not really comfortable around a lot of people!” I shouted at him so that he can hear me.

“Don’t worry! Just stick to me!” he shouted back and grabbed me closer to him.

We made our way down stairs. Numbers of people started to show in my vision. What the…. This is going to be a long night.

“Hey guys, this is Santana.” Brian said and introduced me to his friends. I was nervous at first, thinking that they might look like Brian and Craig, they are friends after all, so I thought that all of his friends were going to be good looking too.

“Hey, Chicka.” A guy said and gave me flirty smile. I looked at him. To my surprise I don’t feel anything. They are handsome too, but Brian and Craig are on much higher level. I can actually look at he's friends.

“This is Mario.” Brian said and I shook his hand. “This is Jesse and Declan.” They both gave me a nod.

“So you are the new girl, huh?” Mario started.

“I guess?” I said, I’m not really sure what to say.

They all chuckled.

“We’ll see you at school then.” Jesse said.

“Sure.” I said and smiled.

The music started to change. “Can I have this dance with you, chicka?” Mario asked me and offered his hand.

He seems like a good guy, but I don’t know. I looked at Brian and he nodded giving a look that said this guy won’t do anything to me. Mario led me to the middle of the people dancing.

“So are you Mexican?” I asked.

“Yup!” he said grooving his hips with mine.

At first it was intimidating but later I felt comfortable with Mario started to really dance with him. I can feel other people’s eyes are set on me, but I didn’t care.

“Wow chika, you can shake some ass.” Mario laughed and I think it was a compliment. “Have a drink.” He said as we got over to the refreshment table.

“No thanks, I’m not really friends with alcohol.” I said honestly.

“Oh come’on,  don’t be such a party pooper, chika.” He insisted. I declined but every now and then Mario would ask for some drinks and he is so persuasive that I just gave in.

“What was that?” I asked him. It was so strong, I can feel it cause ... I feel so dizzy already.

He smirked at me. “I don’t know either, I think it was a mixed drink.” He said, clearly he’s already drunk.

I looked at the clock it said… 11:32.

“Wow, it’s almost 12…” I told Mario who wasn't listening.

I shook my head. Jesse came and gave me another shot of the unknown drink. I just thought that it’s just one shot, then Declan came and gave me another. Now I know that I’m definitely drunk. I keep on smiling while people were eating. I know what I am doing but I can’t help it. Argh! I feel so stupid. I was making my way to the kitchen to have some water when I saw Craig. My eyebrow raised on it’s own when I saw the girl who’s on top of him. They were doing a lap dance and eventually he gave her a torrid kiss. After a while Craig saw me. He kind of panic and pushed the girl away from her.

“Honey… I was..” Craig started to talk.

I pushed him away, I needed some water. “You don’t… have… to explain anything…” I said in between hiccups.

“Are you drunk?” he asked.

“Huh?”  I can’t really comprehend the words that are coming out of his mouth right now.

I leaned on the island table so that I could still stand. Craig tried to reach me but another strong force grabbed me and I was lurched forward to him… Brian.

“What the heck.” He said when he saw my face. “You are so red, you know that?” He said.

“Shut… up” I said with a hiccup.

“You’re drunk.” he said and I just laughed. “Com’on.” He said and pulled me closer to him. I looked up he’s so beautiful.

“I didn’t notice that you’re much taller than me.” I said in my drunk voice.

He chuckled. “Of course I’m like 5 inched taller than you.” He said and shoved people that were in the way.

“You're side view is so pretty.”

He looked at me. “You’re too drunk.” He said.

“No, I’m … not!” I exclaimed with a hiccup.

He dropped me on my bed… I think.

“You’re drunk!” He insisted.

I tried to get up but I was dizzy, I manage to grab Brian’s hand before I fell back on the bed again. Now, he was on top of me. He’s face is now in clear view...

*BRIAN HART*

Santee, grabbed me and now I’m on top of her. What is she doing?

“Wow, I wonder why I don’t feel dizzy right now? Oh right, because I'm already dizzy.” She laughed and reached her hands to my face. “You are so beautiful that you make me sick.” She whispered.

“How many shots did you have?” I asked.

“I don’t know, you're three friends gave me one each.” She said not removing her hands away from my face. She’s looking at me intently like studying my face.

“Stop that.” I said. my hands are on the both sides of her head  and my knees and on the sides of her hips so that I wouldn’t fall directly on her body.

“Stop what?” She said and smirk.

“Don’t be so flirty, I’m you’re step-brother remember?” I said hoping that she would stop this, cause I’m having a hard time resisting this pretty young lady in front me.

She laughed and wrapped her hands around my neck and pulled my closer. “Santee, I’m resisting the urge here.” I said, but she didn’t listen instead she grinned.

“You… are just my step-brother.” She said with hiccup. “We are still not related and I don’t have your last name.” she said.

Is she trying to say that I can do whatever I want because we’re not really related? I’m confused. She’s staring at me with her beautiful eyes, she’s playing with her lips. Agh! I can’t help it anymore. I kissed her and to my surprise she kissed me back. I lowered my body towards her and she rolled over making it that she was on top of me.

“Santee…” I said trying to stop this mistake.

“Don’t call me Santee.” She whispered in my ear that made me moan. She looked me again and she kissed me. I moved my hands to her waist when she stopped.

“Santee?” I said, to my dismay, she had fell asleep! “Great!” I shouted.

She’s still on top of me, sleeping on my chest. I can feel her breathing and I manage to calm myself to breathe along with her. I brushed her brunette hair with my hands. A few minutes later, I heard her snore. I laughed. This girl is really interesting. I started to drift to sleep. Before I knew it, I had passed out with my arms wrapped around her fragile body.

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