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XAVIER'S POV

The moment I opened my eyes, I felt a sharp pain. My head split in pains and I growled at how bad it ached.

I held my head for the next twenty seconds before turning to the other side of the bed. My gaze fell on Emily, she was facing the wall and wrapped her hands around her body.

I tried hard to recall what happened and I suddenly remember coming home drunk, talking rude and—

"Fuck."

I didn't mean to molest her, in fact I had no idea what I was doing and it stung my chest to know I did something that inhumane to her. I sat up on my bed and kept looking at her.

It felt like she was still asleep but not in a deep sleep. I couldn't imagine how much hatred she had for me already. I had to know if our parents were back so I stood up quietly and tiptoed out. I locked the door gently so it didn't wake her up.

When I got to the sitting room, the door was still locked and my jacket was on the sofa I dropped it last night. I messed up big time and I blamed myself. Vodka had so much control over me yet I got drunk. Emily ekukd definitely see me as a monster and i'd never be able to change her mind about me.

I let out a frustrated sound even though I was grateful Mom and Dad weren't home yet. I thought of what to do next and I heaved.

I summoned courage and walked back to the room. She hadn't changed position so I walked to the bathroom and took my bath, I felt so dirty and cruel. When I walked out of the bathroom, I met Emily on the bed, sitting with her head on her raised knees. She was sobbing and I felt a sharp pain in my chest.

I walked to her and lowered my stance. "Emily," I called. "Emily I'm sorry about last—"

"Get your hands off me you fucking asshole!" She yelled and yanked my hands away.

"Don't you ever come close to me!"

I remained in the same position with shame filling me. I knew I didn't deserve to be close to her, she had all the right to be angry and that broke my heart.

She stood up and the clothe I previously tore fell on the bed. I was so violent and didn't care about her. She walked past me naked and headed to the bathroom.

I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat as I saw her naked. I had to shake off the thoughts from my head, I already caused a mess and needed to fix it.

When she slammed the bathroom door, my lips twitched and I stood up. I left to the kitchen to make breakfast. I should at least be civil. I set the minutes in the microwave and waited for the food to heat.

I turned and saw Emily approaching the dining in a bodycon strapless gown. I have never seen her wear something this sexy and provocation to school.

She reached where I stood and grabbed a glass of water. She gulped it and dropped the cup.

"I made breakfast," I announced but she ignored and walked away. There was no way she was wearing that to school, I can't let her wear it.

I huffed and dropped the plate on the cupboard. She didn't bother to eat so there was no need to dish the meal. I followed her and met her already in the car.

I swallowed hard when I saw the dress was even more provocative when she say down because it dragged up and revealed her thighs.

I turned on the ignition but I couldn't let her wear that so I stopped the engine. "Emily you can't wear this to school."

She turned and gave me a dead stare.

"Emily I need you to go inside and change into a different cloth."

"Why?" She fired. "Are you afraid you're going to stop the car and rape me? Tell me Xavier, are you going to be shameless by fucking your step sister in a goddamn truck?"

She reeked of so much anger, I could feel it from her voice. She had no idea how crazy I've felt, I didn't do it intentionally and there was no way I would hurt her.

"Or do you want to rant about everything you're doing for me? I don't see shit but go on, rant about how you're doing everything that includes molesting me."

Emily wasn't going to change so there was no need having this argument. I quietly started the car and sped away.

When Emily stepped out of the car, I could feel all eyes on her. It made me feel furious but I couldn't do anything.

I stepped out of the car too snd walked I the hallway. I called Mom to make sure Emily hadn't called her yet.

"Xavier, how are you son?"

"Hey Mom."

"Are you good?"

"Yeah, uh— how are you?"

"I'm fine. How's Emily?"

My lips squirmed. "Emily is fine," I managed to say. "We are at school already."

"Quite early, that's new."

She was right, Emily and I never left the house till we were running late. All of a sudden, Emily came out dressed and I had to follow.

"I guess."

"Take care of yourselves okay? I love you guys."

I gave a nod and the call disconnected. I felt a rush of relief knowing Emily hadn't said anything to them yet.

I went to write my exam and kept thinking of Emily. When it was break time, I went to the canteen waiting for Emily. I knew she'd be hungry since we didn't have breakfast so I waited for her.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and when I looked at it, it was a live video of Emily and Nili fighting. Devin was in between them and he was trying to calm Emily.

I raised my head and saw Gabby at the end of the hall laughing. She must have uploaded the video herself. "Bitch," I cussed.

I turn we and headed to the scene. When I got there Nili already had a bruise on her face and Emily—. I looked at her and she was sobbing.

"Emily!" I called, walking toward her.

The moment she saw me, her jaw squeezed. I felt guilty and had no idea what to say.

She stood up and turned to Devin who was standing beside her. She grabbed his shirt and pulled him into a kiss. Devin returned her kiss and my fist clenched.