Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother novel Chapter 56

Chapter 57

Hardin

I was on edge when I woke up today. Scratch that, I was always on edge everyday and there was something that always seemed to trigger it without fail.

Sometimes, it was remembering that Camila had fallen sick with an illness that I was sure was a perfect replica of the one my mother had. Other times, it was the pressure to find a mate. This time, however, it was what I was looking at from a distance right now.

It was at the lacrosse field, in a secluded part that wasn't easily seen except you were a lacrosse player that wanted to do funny shit without getting caught like receiving head from your girlfriend.

I had forgotten the case to my airpods somewhere around here and that was the only reason why now I could see Lorenzo and Jasmine talking.

I was too far away from them to hear what they were both saying but the sight alone was enough to piss me off immediately.

Jasmine always said and acted like she didn't like Lorenzo so why was she standing there in that corner with him?

Whenever I called him her boyfriend, she was always so quick to deny it. Was it because she was afraid that I would ruin it for her if I found out?

Well she was right. Because I was surely going to march over there and cause a scene. I had just taken a couple of steps towards them before I realized that I had misread the entire situation.

On a closer look, it did not look like Jasmine was even happy to be there at all. It looked like it was quite the opposite. She looked like she wanted to be anywhere but there but was trying her best to hide it as they spoke and Lorenzo, the clueless idiot just kept smiling and moving closer to her as he spoke.

It didn't matter that I still was skeptical of whether I wanted Jasmine and her mother to still be a part of my family but I knew that this one time, I was wrong. I had misread the situation. And the good thing to do, the best thing to do actually in this situation was the one thing that I was good at.

Being an asshole and crashing the party. So with a frown that covered my face, I walked over to where they were standing. Jasmine saw me first and I was surprised to see that she looked relieved instead of upset at my presence. That was when I realized that my first thought about the situation was very wrong. She was truly very uncomfortable and wanted to get out of that situation as soon as possible.

Lorenzo turned to look at me and the smile that he had been wearing on his face dropped momentarily when he saw me before it went back up like it did not disappear at all. I didn't know why he always wanted to act like he was a sparkling prince but that was his business. My business now was to get Jasmine out of here.

"Let's go home, Jasmine. I don't have all day." I said curtly, making sure that my tone was gentle but not soft and left no room for any form of argument.

To my utmost surprise, however, Jasmine nodded immediately and quickly walked over to where I was, quickly turning around to wave at Lorenzo.

"Bye, Lorenzo" she said and walked away faster than I imagined. When I turned around, he looked even as surprised as I was but when he frowned at me, I realized that he had really thought that I had come here to force Jasmine away from him.

Fighting the urge to tell him that Jasmine wanted nothing but to flee from him because I knew that he would not believe me, I settled for a smirk that I knew would piss him off.

"Yeah, bye, Lorenzo" I quipped and when he gave me a deep frown, I grinned at him, showing him my middle finger and walked over to start the car.

The journey back home was very quiet and even though I was very curious about what she must have been talking about with Lorenzo, I decided to give her the liberty to speak first if she wanted.

Especially because right now as I drove us back to the house, she had a conflicting look on her face like she was struggling to tell me something. It made me wonder what it could be.

But by the time we got home, she braved a smile as we got out of the car and finally spoke when we were climbing the stairs to our rooms.

"Thank you. For what you did back there. I know that it may not mean anything to you. But thank you for coming to get me. I'm going to see my mum now, so..." She trailed off and climbed up the stairs, her hips swaying in that ridiculous skirt that I had seen a lot of boys eyeing in school today.

She didn't know how beautiful she was. I hated that I couldn't even call her ugly to make myself feel better about always bullying her.

Without thinking, I grabbed her arm and when her eyes widened, I cleared my throat.