Cromulent_life

Have any of you ever confessed your feelings to your crush only to get turned down? 

Well, that's happened to me not once, not twice but three times. 

In middle school, I confessed to the first boy I ever loved and was horribly rejected. In my freshman year, the same happened and in my final year, the same thing occurred. 

Is this some sort of curse? Am I being punished for the wrongs I did in my past life? If so then I apologize to whatever higher being is listening!

Did I fail to mention that all three of the very same guys I loved and adored are my new stepbrothers?! 

Yeah, didn't see that coming did you? 

Well......neither did I.

Are you serious right now?!

Swinging my door open I stomped down the stairs to the kitchen where I passed the three invaders. They looked at me with weary eyes and remained out of my way. Reaching up to the cabinets my eyes nearly fell out of my sockets when I could not find my favourite bowl.

I seethed slowly turning my head back at the boys, as it ticked back like the arm of a clock. Luke stared at me with wide frightened eyes, lifting his hands to his sides in surrender he simply shook his head in answer. Jackson on the other hand simply shrugged his shoulders.

Ian answered, being the only one who spoke to me. Scoffing at his words I slammed the cupboard door closed before whispering under my breath.

Trudging back up the stairs towards my room I saw my father coming out of his room where I suspect Gloria was. Turning over at me he stared at me with saddened eyes. Rolling mine I made my way to my room.

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