Step sis

***Chrissy***

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My hands are on his shoulders, his hands are locked around my waist. He's staring at me like this moment should not have been. Not that I'm comfortable myself, I have to do anything to make Mom happy. I peek in her direction, she's utterly excited, you could tell that her happiness is being toppled because of Owen.
Now, his was I supposed I guess that Dayle would be my bee stepsibling? How was I supposed to join the pieces that weren't even there to join in the first place? I want to curse this day but it's my mother's day, of course, she deserves more. (Goshhhh, I scream in my head.) Dayle looks away from me, he doesn't want to see or talk to me, this whole situation isn't my fault. I'm shocked as he is. Besides, I'm the one who is supposed to be mad, since the day we kissed—he ignored and treated me like the girl who only wanted to be kissed. Does he know how much that kiss meant to me?
He spins me around the way everyone is doing to their respective partners and I'm back to placing my hands on his shoulders...
“You... I...” I sigh lacking the words to say, yet he's adding up to my discussion at the moment. “Dayle, I have no idea that we are going to meet here, like, we are going to be...” he cuts me off instantly.
“We never going to be siblings!” he snaps.
The music stops and the whole crowd starts applauding. The dancefloor starts filling up with others as required by the master of the ceremony. When Egan walks up to me to ask for a dance, I tell him that I have to use the restroom instantly. The tears in my eyes are unbeatable and so I run off in order not to catch attention. It's not like Egan is not perturbed or suspicious about something but he's always nice to me and so he lets me have the time I'm seeking.
I hang around the vacant hallway, I rest my back on the wall and that's the point years start rolling down my cheeks.
Why does it hurt so bad? I didn't want this to happen, how is Dayle my stepbrother henceforth? I wipe it off once I hear footsteps fast approaching, I think of texting Ken, he promised to be here for the reception party—Ellen promised too.
*I've got to see you, Ken!*
Once it is sent, I start walking off to return to the main hall where the event is bustling and full of life.
“So you're gonna act like you don't fucking hate the idea?” I hear someone ask from behind, I know that it's Dayle. I turn to him, he looks unstable.
“Dayle?!” the rest of the words hang, I'm not so sure if it's wise. He lazily walks toward me with a squeeze.
“We both want each other, don't we?” he asks me. Is that supposed to be a question for now? I want him no doubt but... “Don't fucking we?” he almost yells, grabbing my wrist somewhat harshly and we tussle on the spot.
“You're hurting me—” I grit my teeth
“Are you hurting more than I am? Ain't you hurt? Ain't we hurt?” he asks and I remain silent.
“Dude? What the fuck?”
I see Egan approaching hurriedly and Dayle grimaces. “Don’t. Say. Shit!” he warns me, letting my hand fall off lightly.
“Dude, what the fucking hell? What was that?” Egan coldly asks but he's also grimacing.
“None of your problems is it?!” Dayle says leaving at once. Egan purses his lips angrily and huffs out before turning to me. The atmosphere is that cold at the moment, Dayle is as mad as I am right now but we have to focus on being siblings—maybe it sounds cliche but that's the only way. Egan pulls me in for a hug, slowly stroking my hair in a way that it wouldn't get messy.
“What happened? Why did he do that to you?”
“I... I guess he doesn't want me to be his sibling—” I tell him, not sure if that's a valid excuse. Egan scoffs depicting that he doesn't buy the idea.
“No! I know Dayle, he's like a brother to me; don't forget that! So, what the fuck did he say to you?” he isn't backing down and I don't want to tell him off.
“He was only asking me if I knew about my Mom and his Dad—”
“Chriss, we are gonna have a problem if you keep covering up for his ass, I'm dead serious! I know how he treats girls, I know Dayle...” he says. I agree that he knows Dayle that much but can he back down a little bit.?
“We shouldn't be talking about that now, should we? I just wanna get over this party—excited and think of ways to deal with my new brother! Please?” I stop and he folds his lips nodding positively.
“I know that he said shit to you but are you going to be okay? Let me in if I have to do something. I'll always be there for you! I love you so much Chriss, you don't know!” he adds and I blush over it.
“I love you too, E!”
“I also want to let you know that you look stunning, you are exquisitely made, I almost proposed to you earlier!” he teased with a compliment causing me to smile. “Would you say yes if I did?”
“Why not? You'd make a good man!”
We laugh it off making our way to the hall, for one moment, I don't have to deal with Dayle and his problems or maybe our problems.

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We are back in the hall, it's bustling, high-spirited, and full of life. It's very beautiful and colorful, and the support from the film and friends are undisputed. Partially, I had been looking over my shoulders for Dayle but I couldn't catch a glimpse of him, and asking for him through his best friend, who is also my boyfriend would be unrealistic, I mean Egan tried to protect and defend me from his best friend; now how twisted is that? I huff out some air. Egan walks off to talk to someone I don't know, initially, he has asked me to meet with his parents and I am fucking thinking twice about it.
I see Mom and My Dad talking to a group of friends, they seem wealthy too and I decide to retract but no way, the man had seen me.
“Angel,” he opens his arms as we share a warm hug, a fatherly one, the one that I've never gotten from Garry. “I've been waiting to have this moment with you and I'm excited that it's finally here and not just for a day—but for as long as eternity!” My new father says to me and I give him a smile
“Me too, Mr. Owen—” he cuts me offer with a light negative nod.
“That won't do! Call me Dad, I’d love that, I wanna be there for you Chrissy, I promise to do my best to be a good father. Can we start from there?” he tilts his black-grayish brows and I curtly nod.
“Of course, Mr. Ow— sorry. Dad.”
“Yes baby!” he pulls me in for another hug before he places a kiss on my head, I can't lie, I feel unexplainable in a beautiful way. We veer in the direction of his rich friends to give a proper introduction. I don't think that it's needed but what else can I do? He cups me in his manly arm and starts talking.
“Folks, meet my daughter, Chrissy. Chrissy? That's Mr. and Mrs. Kingston on the left, that's my buddy, Dr. Newton on the right. Mr. and Mrs. Montez beside your Mom...”
Wait? Are they Egan’s parents? Like, seriously? Fuck you, Chrissy, fuck you.
“Hello, beauty!” The Newton holler at me, the Doctor guy waves shortly with a smile and then Egan’s parents are studying my entire body. I mean, the mother is a freaking observer.
“You are... You are my son's girlfriend, aren’t you darling?” the mother finally speaks up and I nod lightly. “Beautiful. Beautiful, Owen, I love her!” her red painted form a smile and everyone joins in.
“Thank you so much for coming, I'm glad that we are merging well, don't you think?” Mom adds and Egan’s mother acknowledges with a short wave of her manicured fingers.
“Oh sure, honey. Heavens! Make me remember good old times!” she teases, and the group of elderlies laughs. “Hello sweeties, please load us some more champagne!” the woman adds again.
Mr. Owen leans in a bit and asks.
“Have you seen your brother anywhere?” gritting his teeth.
“I haven't! Shall I find him?” I ask, he seems mad at the fact that Dayle isn't present, yes, it's a family commitment that he loves to disregard.
“No baby, I'll have Dom find his ass in a bit!” he assures me with a slight tap on my arm.
“What are you two talking about?” Mom chirps in while the others crack over a joke the doctor made up.
“Dayle! Again!!” he buffs almost invisibly
“Baby come on, the guy’s is grown. Let him have this time alone, he wouldn't need the overseeing that much.” Mom tells him and he nods a bit. “Go ahead girl, Ken would be sick and tired of waiting!”
Mom shows me and I leave at once, I've been dying to leave this too-grown set of people. I was thinking that opting to find Dayle was going to be a profitable escape plan but it's alright.
*Really? Do we get to talk about you and UR stepbro while taking selfies without our bff???? Be here in a blink, Chris-ing!!!!*
Ken texts me. Yeah, he's with Ellen. Damn me!