STEPBROTHER (R-18)

Chapter 40

Scarletts P.O.V

Helplessness is dictating. It seizes your mind, unwarranted, as you watch Oliver being walked out of

the house, arms cuffed behind his back, a trail of speckled blood along the floor.

This is fucking ridiculous! He didn't do anything wrong! He was just protecting his mom... someone who

failed to protect him.

Angry tears sluice over your cheeks as you twist to face the masked expression of your mother.

"What the fuck, mom? How could you?"

You drag shaking fingers through your knotted hair, before swiping the tears from your face. Your

disappointment is evident as you frown at her. She denies guilt with a shrug of her shoulders and a

gentle shake of her head, like she's only looking out for whats best.

"Scarlett, you need to let those men do their jobs. I'm not going to interfere with things when I don't

know what the hell fully happened."

"Are you kidding me? This isn't his damn fault!"

You wince when your mother throws her arms up defeatedly.

"This is exactly why you shouldn't have gotten involved with him. You're letting your feelings cloud our

judgement."

You press your hands against your chest and raise your brows incredulously at your mother.

Jesus Christ, she doesn't know what the term 'loyalty' is at all.

"You're something else, you know that? Can't be fucking loyal to anyone. If it was kirk you'd let them

take him?"

she rolls her eyes, and wraps her arms around herself.

"That's enough"

"This is why we fucking bounced around from man's house to man's house when I was younger.

You cant just firmly stand behind someone. Its fucking pathetic. Unlike you, I'm going to fight for

someone I care about"

You push past her, storming down the hall towards the front door, before ripping it open and jogging

down the stairs.

"Scarlett! Get back here!"

Not fucking happening.

Your eyes scan the lawn before you spot the cop car parked in the driveway, the officer still toting Oliver

towards it, a grim expression on the officers sweaty face.

I don't want him to go through this alone.

Your thoughts are jumbled as you stand there, horrified as the officer roughly shoves Oliver up against

the squad car. You bite your lip hard, unable to contain the fear pulsing in your veins.

Maybe I should call Kirk? I cant just let them take him away.

Your heart pounds anxiously in your chest as you feel your lungs tightening, and suddenly its harder to

breathe under the pressure.

I'm not going down without a fight.

Ignoring your mother's shrill voice from the doorway as you descend the stairs, you shoot kirk a quick

text.

Scarlett: Oliver got arrested! Please come down to the police station!

Here goes nothing

Your legs carry you towards the policeman, and with a few sharp shakes of your head, you dispel the

foreboding thoughts clumping together in your head.

Don't think-just act!

When you near them, the police officer frowns, and holds out a hand warning lay.

"Miss, I'm going to need you to back up"

"No. I'm not going to"

Oliver's brows knit together as he begins shaking his head.

"Scarlett... don't. Just go back inside" This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

"No. I'm not"

Oliver sighs, and you notice his jaw tensing as the officer raises his voice.

"You need to step back! Unless you want to get arrested for interfering"

"Scarlett! Go back inside. I'll be fine"

"I haven't listened to you before this, and I'm not about to start. Let him go"

You move towards them, reaching out for Oliver. The officer rips him away from you, quickly shoving

you backward.

"Miss I am warning you do not interfere with this arrest"

"No! You're arresting the wring guy!"

The officer's face twists into distaste as he yanks open the back door and shoves Oliver inside the car,

ignoring the way Oliver curses from the movement

"I warned you"

He quickly moves towards you, and grabs your arms, pulling you towards he car. You stifle the grin on

your lips as he spins you around and cuffs you. The metal of he cuffs bites hard into your flesh as he

tightens them excruciatingly.

"Scarlett! No! Officer, please! She's really not thinking straight."

You scowl at your mother as she comes running towards the squad car, reaching out for you. The

officer shakes his head, and moves you towards the backseat before shoving you inside. Your mothers

eyes widen, glossy with unshod tears as she pleads for you.

Funny how now she's pleading with the officer. But not when the son of her boyfriend gets arrested.

Ridiculous

The smell of leather and Oliver envelops your senses when the door is slammed and you turn to him

noting the way his jaw is flexed with tension as he scrutinises you.

"Are you fucking insane?"

How welcoming...

"Is that a rhetorical question?"

"I'm being fucking serious, Scarlett. Interfering with an arrest isn't a good charge to have"

I wasn't really thinking about it, just about being there for him.

You lick your lips, contemplating his words before you sigh.

His tongue darts out along his lips, eyes scanning your face as you become breathless beside him.

God, its awful how turned on I get whenever I'm near him. No matter the circumstances

He shifts, thighs rubbing against the leather before your attention fleets to his pants where an

impressive bulge has formed.

"You are so fucking reckless."

He's one to talk.

A grin tugs your lips slightly upward and he cocks his head in humoured disbelief, and you cant contain

your yearning to have his mouth hungrily pressed against yours.

"Just shut up and kiss me"

He raises his brows, teeth dragging against his bottom lip. A teasing expression forms on his face and

your breath hitches in your throat as you feel excited wetness pool between your thighs.

"I don't think I should regard your behaviour"

"Too bad. I know you're going to"

He rolls his eyes, but just as you suspect, he leans towards you. Your eyes flutter closed, waiting to feel

that familiar heat of his mouth, and the soft velvet of his tongue.

Now this... this is whats worth fighting for.

You inhale a surprised breath when his teeth meet your bottom lip, latching onto the plump flesh to

nibble and suckle, causing your eyes to shoot open.

Damn.. if only we weren't handcuffed.

He groans when he releases your lip from his teeth and kisses you passionately. You succumb to the

way he swallows your moans greedily, before entwining his tongue with yours.

"You are literally the most frustrating woman I've ever met"

You giggle after he mutters that against your lips.

"Feelings mutual"

He drives me fucking crazy

You're ripped back into reality by the officer sliding into the drivers side as he gruffly regards you two

reciting your rights. Your phone vibrates in your pocket, and your eyes widen and the shred of hope

that previously eluded you return.

At least I know Kirks a fighter. He was there for Oliver at Oliver's mom's. Hopefully he'll be here

now.