Craving My stepbrother

Chapter 2

[Ezekiel]

"Hazel!"Just the sound of her name makes my blood boil. I can't stand her. She's always so smug and self-satisfied like she's better than everyone else. And that smirk on her face? It's like she's constantly mocking me.

I tried to avoid her as much as possible, but it's hard when we're in the same class. She was always staring and I always used the opportunity to pick on her. Every time I see her, I feel my irritation spike. She always has to be the center of attention and always has to be the one answering the questions in class. And her laugh? It's like nails on a chalkboard.

I've tried to ignore her, to pretend she doesn't exist. But it's hard when she's always there, always poking her nose into my business. And her opinions? Ugh, they're always so wrong. She thinks she's so smart, but really she's just a clueless, annoying little bitch...

I took a deep breath and tried to calm down. I don't know why I let her get to me like this. I'm Ezekiel, after all. I'm the one with the charm and the charisma. I'm the one who should be getting all the attention.

But still, every time Hazel is around, I feel like I'm being drained of my energy. She's like a black hole, sucking up all the positivity and leaving only negativity in her way. She's so annoying.

I shook my head and tried to focus on something else. Anything else. But Hazel's face kept popping into my mind, that smug little smirk and those annoyingly bright eyes...

I was genuinely happy my father was getting into the dating world again but him bringing a woman home after three months of dating and the girl I hated the most happened to be her daughter.

I still remember the day my dad told me he was getting remarried. I was shocked, but nothing could have prepared me for the bombshell that followed. "And, son, you're getting a new step-sister."

My mind raced as I thought about who it could be. And then I saw her. Hazel. The same Hazel I had avoided at school, the same Hazel who would always annoy me to no end. I couldn't believe it.

As she walked into the room, smiling like she owned the place, I felt my annoyance spike. This was the last thing I needed. Her presence in my life, in my home, was like a constant itch I couldn't scratch.

I grunted, not even bothering to hide my disdain. "Hazel."

My dad beamed, oblivious to the tension. "Isn't this great, son? We're all going to be one big happy family!"

I forced a smile, but inside, I was seething. Hazel was the last person I wanted in my life, and now she was going to be my step-sister. It was a nightmare come true.

The most annoying part was when my dad asked me to help her with her suitcase, Never!

My annoyance grew every minute.

"Why would she be my stepsister? You talked about getting married but not about bringing me a god-damned sister."

And my dad, he just thought it was all cute like we were going to become best buddies or something. But I knew the truth. Hazel was a constant reminder of everything I didn't want in my life. And now, she was stuck with me, like a bad habit I couldn't shake.

I stormed into my dad's room, slamming the door behind me. "Dad, we need to talk."

He looked up from his computer, a hint of annoyance in his eyes. "What's going on, son?"

"Hazel," I spat. "I can't believe you married her mom. She's my step-sister now. It's disgusting."

My dad leaned back in his chair, a calm expression on his face. "Ezekiel, we've been over this. Rachel and I are happy, and that's all that matters."

"Happy?" I scoffed. "You have no idea what it's like to be around Hazel all the time. She's annoying. I don't like her."

My dad shrugged. "You'll get used to it, son. She's not so bad once you get to know her."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. "Get used to it? You expect me to just accept her as part of our family? No way, Dad. This is a nightmare."

My dad sighed. "Ezekiel, I understand this is an adjustment, but you need to learn to accept Hazel as your step-sister. She's not going anywhere."

I shook my head, anger and frustration boiling over. "This is a joke. You're just going to sit there and pretend like everything is okay? It's not okay, Dad. It's far from okay. Isn't it so weird you just dated her mom for some months? They are golddiggers Dad. All they want is your money." I yelled and I got slapped across the face.

I smirked and I nodded. "I hope you stay happy with your new family."

With that, I stormed out of the office, leaving my dad to his obliviousness. I couldn't believe he didn't get it. Rachel and her daughter's goal was to suck my father dry. They have no good intentions. I can feel it.

I slammed the door to my room, feeling a mix of anger and frustration. How could my dad do this to me?

I paced back and forth in my room, trying to calm down. But every time I thought about Hazel being my step-sister, my anger spiked again.

I finally collapsed on my bed, exhausted from my outburst. I couldn't believe my dad was so clueless.

As I lay there, I heard a knock on my door. "Ezekiel, can we talk?" my dad asked, his voice calm and gentle.

I sighed, not wanting to talk to him right now. But I knew I had to face him eventually. "Come in," I said finally.

My dad entered my room, a concerned look on his face. "Ezekiel, I know you're upset. But please try to understand-"

I cut him off, my anger boiling over again. "Understand? How can I understand? You married Hazel's mom without even asking me how I felt about it!"

My dad sighed. "Ezekiel, I know this is an adjustment. But Rachel and I are happy, and that's all that matters."

I shook my head, feeling frustrated and trapped. "You always say that, Dad. But what about what I want? Don't I get a say in this?"

My dad looked at me, his eyes softening. "Ezekiel, I know this is hard for you. But please try to give Hazel a chance. She's not so bad once you get to know her."

I scoffed, feeling angry and betrayed. "You don't get it, Dad. You never get it. When she breaks up with you after squandering your money, don't come to me."