Heat (Step-brother romance)

Ashely's POV

I woke up this morning still very exhausted. A couple of minutes had passed and I'm still laying in bed staring blankly at the ceiling.

"ASHELY! COME DOWN FOR BREAKFAST," my mom yelled from downstairs as I sighed in annoyance, "Great! Now I gotta see the two people I hate most in this world," I mumbled while frustratedly tossing the covers off me.

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I walked into the kitchen to see the devil and his son eating their breakfast in silence not acknowledging each other's presence.

"Goodmorning, honey," my mom greeted catching the attention of both men in the room, "Goodmorning, mom," I greeted back as I walked past the table completely ignoring their existences before pecking my mom's cheek before grabbing my plate that was filled with pancakes, strawberries, whipped cream, and syrup before making my way out the kitchen.

"Ashely, don't be rude, aren't you forgetting something?" She asked stopping me in my tracks, "I don't think so, mom," I replied without turning around to face her, "Well, the last time I checked your stepfather and brother was present in the room also," she said as I scoffed still with my back facing her, "And the last time I checked, I was an only child and that my father was dead," I said as she gasped, "Ashely!" She exclaimed, pissing me off to the point where I quickly spin around causing them to flinch at my sudden action.

"You know what, mom, I'm so tired of pretending, pretending to be happy because you're happy," I said catching her off guard as she stared at me in shock, "You know, I really wished you had sat down with me and asked how I felt about another man coming into our lives, but I guess my feelings doesn't matter," I said before shaking my head as a weak laugh escaped my lips.

"Ashely, I suggest instead of accusing your mother of something you know nothing about, you should-

accused my mother of being a b**ch, who broke up your happy little family," I said staring at Jake, who stared

SLAP!!!

was now facing the other side of the room as my cheek stung from the previous slap I received from my mother.

there emotionless before slowly turning my head to face her. As I looked into her eyes,

an appetite anymore, "I'm not hungry," I mumbled before leaving the kitchen, heading back up to my room.

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POV)

as I walked over to

as I walked past both of them on my

boy, I'm speaking to you," he said stopping me in my tracks, "Why would she lie, and don't talk to me

getting angry, 'he doesn't scare me, he never did

I thought before exiting

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(Ashely POV)

my bedroom slamming the door behind me as I felt some sort

on my bed before ranging my both hands through my hair as I sighed, "I can't stay in this house, "I mumbled before fishing my phone. I scroll through my contacts before