What My Brother Doesn't Know
Freespirit · Ongoing · 32.7k Words
Introduction
“I don’t think you’re thinking straight,” Grant chuckled lightly. “I think you may have drunk a little too much at the party.”
My hands drifted to his boxers once again, making him realize that I was actually serious about this.
Rose is in love with her brother's best friend, Grant and the feeling is mutual.
Grant doesn’t have a steady home. His mom is never around and when she is, they fight. Trent and Rose is the only stable thing in his life.
Their parents abandoned them and Trent had to step up and become a parent to his little sister, which is why Rose never want to hurt him.
Both not wanting to hurt Trent, they keep their love a secret but the funny thing about secrets is that they never stay hidden.
Will Trent ever find out?
Chapter 1
I was sitting on the bed wearing only a bra and panties; he sat opposite to me shirtless. I wondered how long he was going to wait before he took his pants off. I'd already decided that I was getting completely naked tonight. He looked at me with complete lust in his eyes; an excited shiver ran down my spine.
"Listen Rosie," He began "I-"
Beep! Beep! Beep!
Ugh, my stupid alarm clock! It was just getting to the good part as well. Could I ever catch a break?
"ROSE! CAN'T YOU HEAR YOU'RE ALARM CLOCK GOING OFF? GET UP OR YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!" Trent pounded on my door.
"GIVE ME A MINUTE, WOULD YOU?" I shouted back. Seriously, I'd only just woken up! I sighed loudly so my brother could hear my annoyance and turned the alarm off so he would stop banging on my door.
I slowly got up, sad to be parted from my bed, and made my way to the bathroom. I took a quick shower to freshen up and blow dried my hair so it hung in waves around my face. Back in my room, I wandered over to the wardrobe to see what today's fashion choice would be. Okay, I couldn't decide whether I should wear the blue or the black jeggings. After about half an hour of internal debating, I decided to wear the blue ones and I threw on a blue halter-top to match. On the way out of my room, I grabbed my black aero postal sweater just in case it was chilly outside.
I made my way downstairs ready for school.
My brother was in the kitchen eating breakfast with his best friend Grant. They are the most popular guys in school. I sighed for the second time today. Grant looks like your typical average jock: dirty-blond hair that falls onto his face; an athletic build; and a smile that rivals Hollywood's best. He's naturally tanned due to his origins; his mom's Hispanic and his dad's Caucasian. And, to top it all off, he has these killer eyes. They're a deep shade of blue; I guess you could say that they were almost a violet colour. His eyes were framed by envy-worthy eyelashes that any girl would die for.
In other words, he's hot- very hot. Grant is also your average player. Well, everybody thinks that's what he's like but he's not. I know the truth...
My brother and I are complete opposites: we both have reddish-brown hair although his is mostly brown while mine is almost wholly made up from tones of red; he has brown eyes whereas I have green; and I'm very pale with freckles while he's a got a healthy glow and hasn't got a single freckle in sight. In other words, he got all of mom's good genes leaving me with dad's genes. I guess life just isn't fair like that.
I'm pulled from my thoughts when I realise what Grant is eating: my coco puffs again. Everybody knows how I feel about my coco puffs. They are mine- nobody else's- they are for me and me alone. Grant, however, obviously thinks he can just help himself. Think again buddy!
"Rose, you don't have time to eat since you came down so late." Trent tells me after checking his watch. He and Grant put their dirty bowls in the sink. "Just grab a fruit from the fruit basket."
I ignored my brother and turned my attention to Grant. Why did he have to be here eating my coco puffs?
"What are you doing here?" I asked him irritably.
He shrugged. "I'm always here."
"I can see that. I can also see that you ate my coco puffs. Don't you have a house of your own? Eat your own coco puffs at your own house!" I said. It so wasn't fair.
"Yeah, I have my own house but I like this house better." He answered with a smirk. Jerk.
I let out a sigh of frustration. "Whatever, bubblehead." Was 'bubblehead' really the best insult I could come up with? Jeez!
He laughed amused. "Bubblehead?"
I nodded. Stick with it Rose. "Yeah. That's right."
"At least I'm not a freak." Ouch that one stung a little. I pulled a face and grabbed an apple- following Trent's earlier advice.
"Okay, if you two are done arguing," My brother said interrupting our conversation. It really bugged him how we couldn't just get along. "We've got to go." Trent made his way to the front door expecting Grant to follow him.
"Oops. I left my bag upstairs; I'll meet you guys outside." I quickly ran up to my room and grabbed my SpongeBob square pants shoulder bag. Oh, maybe I am a freak. It was just so cute though! I went back downstairs to find Grant waiting down the steps.
"Hey." He smiled wrapping his arms around me and connecting my lips to his. Completely cliché but his kisses always make my whole body tingle and everything else kind of falls away. Right now, it's just me and him. After a minute, we pulled away to catch our breath- our foreheads still touching.
"Hi." I replied somewhat breathlessly.
"Sorry for calling you a freak before." He apologized. "You know I didn't mean it, right?"
"It's okay. Just make it up to me tonight." I assured Grant with a quick wink.
He chuckled. "Okay. I will."
"We are officially going to be late for school." My brother walks through the door without warning. Grant and I pull apart rapidly. That was close. "What's taking you guys so long?" he asked frowning in confusion.
"I couldn't find my bag." I lied quickly. Trent could be getting suspicious.
"Whatever, come on lets go." After sharing a quick look of relief, Grant and I followed my brother outside towards Trent's car.
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