Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 49

(Hendrix's POV)

I couldn't stop thinking about her. Every time I closed my eyes, all I saw was her-the way her breath caught when I touched her and the way her body melted against mine. It was the second time now, and I still couldn't get over how attractive my sister was. I felt my hand trailing down my body and heat pooled in my stomach as I remembered every little detail-her moans, and the way she looked at me like she couldn't help herself.

"Damn..." I breathed out as my fingers trembled while I kept replaying it over and over. My heart raced and my body ached for more, and I didn't even realize how far gone I was until the door opened, and I scrambled to pull myself together. "Mr. Hendrix?" my doctor called out as his eyes narrowed while he stepped in. "You seem flustered."

"Yeah, just... thinking about stuff," I muttered and felt the flush creeping up my neck as I sat up straight. "What's up?"

The doctor didn't respond right away and instead pulled out his clipboard to check something off. "We'll begin your check-up now."

I nodded and tried to compose myself as he examined me. It felt routine at this point-the cold metal instruments, the poking, and the prodding. But today, something felt different.

"Why am I the only one allowed to leave my dorm for treatment?" I asked and tried to sound casual. "Isn't everyone else still confined?"

The doctor paused and glanced up at me. "Your sickness is showing signs of improvement," he said smoothly like he'd rehearsed this lie a thousand times. "We believe you're on the path to recovery, Mr. Hendrix."

I knew it was nonsense. The disease was fake. Angel and I had discovered the truth. But I pretended to be hopeful and nodded along. "That's great. Thanks, Doc."

He gave me a tight smile before packing up his things. "Remember, keep taking your medication. We're so close to finding a solution." And with that, he was gone.

I exhaled sharply and tried to shake off the lingering tension. But the thought of seeing Angel again kept pulling me back and kept driving me insane.

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(Angel's POV)

The confinement was driving everyone insane. But Thomas seemed to be taking it as an opportunity. He was persistent and always found ways to get close, to catch my attention. It started small-offering to carry things for me, asking if I needed anything, but then it escalated.

I was sitting on one of the worn-out couches in the common area when he sat beside me, far too close.

and shifted away, but he leaned in

he continued as his fingers traced circles on the back

pulled my hand away and stood up. "I need to get some air," I

followed me. "Angel,

not in the mood," I snapped and turned to

you," he said and his eyes were intense. "I can

laugh. "Help? You don't

admitted as he stepped closer, "but I

I didn't want to acknowledge. "This isn't the time, Thomas," I whispered, but even as I

people away?" he asked softly.

words didn't come out. I didn't know how

what felt like forever and for a moment, I thought about giving in. Maybe it would be easier if I let someone else in, if I didn't have to

then, I

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(Hendrix's POV)

me snapped. My blood boiled as I watched

walked up to them and my footsteps echoed in the hallway, and they finally

said, and surprise and guilt flashed across her face. "What are

I replied, and my tone was sharper than I intended. My eyes flicked to Thomas, who stood there, looking far too smug for my liking. "Why are

the girls," Angel answered and lifted the pack of bottles in her hand. "It's

back the anger bubbling

me?" Thomas retorted with a mocking smile on his lips. "I wasn't aware I needed your permission to talk to

stepped closer and clenched my fists. "I'm warning

about what?" he challenged and stepped forward too. "Angel deserves someone who actually cares

think you're that guy?" I scoffed. "You think you

can," he replied seriously. "Because I won't hurt her the way