Darn Stupid Brother You Are by Mairee

Chapter 91

Chapter 91

(Angel's

POV)

I stared at my phone screen, my thumb hanging over Travis's contact. His name glared back at me like a silent challenge, daring me to press the call button. My stomach twisted as a thousand scenarios ran through my mind. What would I even say?

Hi, Travis. Remember me? Your stepdaughter? Yeah, I just wanted to talk about Hendrix-oh, and by the way, we've been sleeping together for months. Thought you should know.

My breath hitched as the thought spiraled. I tossed the phone onto the bed like it burned me. God, what was wrong with me? This wasn't just about Hendrix anymore; it was about me. About the mess I'd made of everything.

I buried my face in my hands, groaning softly. Maybe Travis could talk to Hendrix, knock some sense into him. But would he even listen? And if he knew the truth... if he told my mom...

My heart raced at the thought. My mom wouldn't just kill me; she'd bury me alive and then revive me just to kill me again. She didn't raise me to fail. To embarrass her.

A soft knock at the door pulled me out of my spiraling thoughts. "Yeah?" I called out, trying to hide the crack in my voice.

As soon as Hande stepped in, her ever-present energy dimmed to something softer. She looked at me, tilting her head slightly, and then closed the door behind her. "What's up with you?" she asked and plopped onto the edge of my bed. I shrugged, avoiding her gaze. "Nothing."

"Uh-huh." Hande leaned forward and narrowed her sharp eyes at me. "You've got that look. The 'I'm dying inside but pretending I'm not' look. What's going on?"

"It's Hendrix," I admitted after a long pause. Just saying his name felt like carrying a dumbbell. "He's... he's just so-"

"Distant?" she finished for me. "Cold? Annoying as hell?"

I nodded, and my throat tightened. "I've tried everything, Hande. I've tried talking to him, giving him space, being patient... but it's like he hates me now."

Hande snorted. "Hendrix doesn't hate you."

way he looks at me," my voice cracked. "It's like

her hand on my shoulder. "Angel, listen to me. Hendrix doesn't hate you. If anything, I think it's the opposite. He loves you so much

shook my head as tears began streaming down my face. "But he should want me to be happy, right? Isn't that what you do

and comforting hug. "Love makes people stupid, Angel. And Hendrix? He's the king of stupid

shakily laughed through the tears.

to him. To fix this. Because I don't think either of you

nodded against her shoulder, the lump in my throat growing. I didn't know how to fix this, but I knew Hande was right.

•

(Eddie's POV)

I'd just run a marathon. This was stupid. Why was I so nervous? It

I muttered to myself. "You're not a coward. You've faced worse. You can

out. Her hair was tied up in a messy bun, and she had a notebook tucked under her arm. She spotted me immediately and

said and cleared my throat. "I was

You look like you're

a murder, but... yeah, I do have something to

her lips twitched into a smirk. "Oh, this should be good. Lay it

were so sweaty. "Okay, so... I

was replaced by

you," I repeated the words faster now. "Like, a lot. And I know I'm probably the last guy you'd ever think about in that way,

expression. My heart sank.

then she burst out laughing. Full-on, belly-aching

half-offended,

said between giggles. "It's just... you're so dramatic, Eddie. Like, you're confessing your love in

"Well,

she stepped closer. Her expression turned serious. "Eddie, you're an idiot. But you're also sweet. And funny.

shoulder lightly. "Don't

face, and before I could stop myself, I pulled her into a hug.

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