It was December now and the weather was hectic outside. The heavy snow falling from the sky covered everything outside in a white thick layer.

I have never seen nor touched snow so I loved everything about it. It was just beautiful to watch the small snowflakes fall to the ground.

My mom was more than excited for our first christmas together and in a way I was too. After spending a couple of months in this new house, I've learned how to get around without problems.

Pablo and Mark were naturally kind guys and I enjoyed being around them. Mark never pressures me into calling him 'dad' and always tries to make me comfortable in his home which I was happy about.

Life would be perfect here if it wasn't for my second step-brother..

Royce still acts weird and always has horrible injuries on his body. I keep telling Luis that there is something seriously wrong with him but he keeps assuring me it's part of being a ninteen year-old boy.

It's like nobody sees what I do when it comes down to Royce. Ever since we kissed in my room, he's been keeping his distance from me.

The worst part is that he doesn't even look at me let alone. It's really annoying and I sometimes regret letting him kiss me.

But the way his lips felt on mine still made me feel numb and made my stomach flutter with desire. He was so perfect to me and all I wanted was for him to be mine but that was impossible at the moment.

Not long ago Royce brought his new girlfriend, Cymphony, over for dinner and I swear it felt like somebody stabbed me in the heart when he would lean over to kiss her.

I was just glad Mark didn't let Cymphony sleep in Royce's room for the night.

"What has you so deep in thought, Chris?" Pablo's soft voice distracted me from my thoughts.

I looked at the brown eyed boy and shrugged. "Just thinking about some things." I replied and watched him sit in front of me.

We both glanced outside the window and watched the snow continue to fall.

"Nothing about Royce, right?" he questioned teasingly causing me to smile.

Pablo knew his brother more than anybody. He understood what made him smile, what didn't, and why he was upset and so on.

So Pablo has always seen all of Royce's mean actions towards me, like the time he kicked me under the dinner table or when he shoved by me without caring if I fell or not.

Pablo even witnessed Royce trying to trip me by the stairs. Which did not end well. He was grounded while I was pampered by my mom.

"No, but can I ask you a question?" I asked Pablo and saw him nod.

I bit my lip and thought about a way to ask a question without sounding crazy. "Is there anything wrong with, Royce?" I sincerely questioned.

Pablo seemed surprised at first but then went back to a relaxed composure. "I can see why you would think that, but Royce is a perfectly healthy boy." he replied but the way he said it made me doubt him.

Was he hiding something?

"Are you sure?" I pressured on.

Pablo avoided my stare and looked back outside. "Positive." he replied and gave me a forced smile.

We sat quietly for awhile and I stared back at Pablo to see him in deep thought. I knew his thoughts weren't good because he had a frown on his face.

And Pablo never frowns..

"You know you can tell me anything, right? I promise I won't say a word to anybody." I assured him and hoped he would tell me what was on his mind.

Pablo stared back at me and sincerely smiled this time. "Thanks kido but this one isn't my choice to tell or not." he apologized.

"So there is something wrong with him! I knew it!" I happily exclaimed, knowing I wasn't going crazy.

"Chris, I think it's better if you just stay quiet. If Royce hears you talking about him, I don't think you're going to like the outcome of it." Pablo warned seriously.

I sat in my spot and just couldn't help but feel happy at Pablo's confession. Now it was my mission to find out what exactly was wrong with Royce and I think I knew exactly who could help.

Mark.

"Well, I will listen to your warning and just leave it as it is." I lied to Pablo and got up and left towards my room.

I quickly locked the door and patiently waited for Mark to come home. He worked as a construction worker so I knew he was going to be here soon.

I paced around my room and tried distracting myself. I decided to leave to get some lunch but I stumbled back when I bumped into somebody in the hallway.

"I'm sorry, are you alright?" the man stealing witch questioned as she dared touching me.

I got my arm out of her hold and faked a smile. "I'm fine." I replied.

A glare formed in my eyes when I saw her wearing Royce's sweater and leggings with obviously no underwear underneath.

Typical slutty girl.

"What are you doing talking to the brat?" Royce's annoyed voice interrupted us.

I looked at him and was not surprised to see him shirtless. He placed his hand on Cymphony's waist and pressed a kiss to the side of her head.

Jealousy was a horrible feeling and knowing exactly what the two just did made me pass by them without a word.

How could he have sex with her when not long ago he kissed me?! I rushed into the kitchen and just felt like crying and hitting something at the same time.

I grabbed an apple from the counter and made my way back to my room. I didn't even feel like talking to Mark anymore.

The realization that me liking Royce was just a mistake depressed me. I passed by his room and made my way towards mine.

I closed the door and locked it before falling on to my bed. I ate my apple peacefully and plugged in some music to listen to.

Meghan Trainor- No good for you played and I thought how perfect the song was at the moment.

I chewed on a piece of apple and sang the lyrics out loud. I threw the remaining apple on the wall and felt better after releasing some anger.

Then out of nowhere I was quickly ambushed by Royce. Where the hell did he come from?

He pinned me to the bed and hovered above my body with a smirk.

"Were you in here the whole time?!" I yelled and felt like punching him when he laughed.

"Is that a problem brat?" he mocked and gripped my wrists tighter.

It felt amazing being underneath him but I knew he had his little girlfriend in the same position not too long ago so I tried pushing him off.

I was tired of his mixed signals and I just needed to forget him already.

"Stop fighting it. I know you like this position." he taunted some more and started to grind his hips on me.

What the hell was he doing?

"Royce, stop!" I protested and tried to hide the pleasure I felt from his actions.

He stopped moving and just stared at me as if not understanding why I didn't want him.

"Am I not good enough for you anymore?" he questioned with a smirk.

"Why don't you go ask your stupid girlfriend." I replied in frustration and couldn't help but let my eyes swell with tears.

Royce stayed still and sighed when he saw my tears finally falling down from the side of my eyes.

"You are such an annoying brat, you know that?" he quietly questioned and wiped my tears with his thumbs.

I pushed his hands away and wiped my own eyes. Royce aggressively moved my hands away and grabbed my face.

His lips were soon on mine and I almost melted into the rough kiss. It felt so good and just right. I parted my lips and let his warm tongue slip into my mouth.

His kiss was a desperate one and I knew why. He hated that he was kissing me but at the same time loved it.

He had the same emotions I did at the moment but that didn't stop us from getting into a heated makeout session.

I sucked on his tongue and groaned when he rubbed his lower half on to mine. He pressed open mouth kisses on my neck and I could tell he was trying to leave a hickey by how hard he was sucking and biting.

This all felt like a wet dream I hoped I would never wake up from.

Royce's strong cologne took over all my senses and made me grab on to him in want. I felt his soft skin and was glad when he allowed me to suck a bruise on to his collarbone.

"Royce?" we heard Cymphony call out in the hallway.

I groaned in hatred and waited for Royce to start cursing at me. Once his common sense came back to him and realized what we were doing, I was sure he would ignore me once more and pretend this never happened.

Royce looked at me with a blank stare and stayed quiet for awhile. I bit my lip and couldn't help but glance at his bruised lips.

I wanted them on my neck again.

"Don't tell anybody about what happened or I swear I'll run you over with my dad's car." he threatened and caused me to frown.

The normal angry Royce was back again.

I nodded and heavily sighed as I waited for him to get off of me and go attend to his perfect girlfriend.

But what I didn't expect was for him to give me a quick kiss on my mouth before he fixed his clothes and walked out of my room.

My lips tingles with excitment as they curved into a small smile...

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Today was Mark's birthday and I was surprised it was two days before Christmas. I was able to get him a jacket he wanted and even wrapped it myself.

The stores were packed with people gift shopping so it was a real pain but it was all worth if when he opened his gift and kept thanking me for it.

Pablo bought him a fancy looking pocket knife while Royce gave him a simple gift card.

It was nice celebrating Mark's birthday and now was time for the best part. Going out to eat to Olive Garden.

Food was probably the best thing ever and I loved it more than I loved people sometimes.

"Royce, Chris, hurry up! We're leaving!" Pablo yelled from downstairs as I fixed my hair a bit more before leaving my room.

I stopped when I saw Royce exit his room as well but with his slutty girlfriend. Who the hell invited her?!

How am I suppose to enjoy my food with her there. ugh.

"I forgot my wallet, go wait downstairs." Royce told his clingy girlfriend causing me to roll my eyes.

I walked by him without a care and felt his hand wrap around my waist. He quickly pulled me into his room and pinned me against the door with his body.

"Quit looking at my girlfriend like you want to burn her alive, brat. She's coming with us and I don't want to see your jealousy." he scolded like I was a child.

I pushed him off of me and tried to open the door but was roughly turned around again. Royce grabbed my chin and aggressively collided his warm mouth with mine.

I couldn't even react to the kiss because I was back in the hallway in less than five seconds.

What was going on here? Was I dreaming all of this?

Royce just kissed me again and he didn't seem bothered by it. Were we in a secret relationship now?

"Finally! I'm starving." Pablo exclaimed once we were all in the livingroom.

My mom giggled at Pablo's comment and held Marks hand. I glanced back at Royce and saw him kissing Cymphony's cheek in a loving matter as she smiled.

I was definitely dreaming and it was a horrible nightmare...

We all got into Mark's truck and I was not happy with my seat. I sat next to Pablo in the very back while Royce and his little slut sat in front of us.

They flirted non-stop and made out the whole car ride to Olive Garden. Was Royce only playing with my emotions?

Once we finally got to Olive Garden we were seated in a large table. My mom sat in between Pablo and Mark while I sat further away.

Royce and Cymphony sat so close together I almost thought she was going to sit on his lap.

I stayed in my own little world and just tried to enjoy this time. I sipped my sugary drink peacefully and ignored everybody until our food arrived.

I ate my pasta and only glanced up when Cymphony excused herself to go to the bathroom. That's when I felt Royce kick me under the table.

I moved my legs from his reach and continued to ignore him. I didn't want him to think that I was okay with his plan of having me and his girlfriend at the same time.

I was nobodys play toy and I would rather be with somebody who made me his main priority not his object.

Royce tried kicking me again and I could tell he was trying to get my attention but I didn't even give him a glance. Instead, I ate my tasty pasta until it was gone.

Once our stomachs were full, we headed home and ate some cake before my mom decided on having a movie night but Cymphony was still here so instead I went to my room for some needed sleep.

I fixed my bed and changed into some clean pyjamas before brushing my teeth. I turned off the light then climbed into bed.

I tried to fall asleep but I kept thinking about Royce and I hated it so I got up. I decided to leave my room and went downstairs instead but was surprised to see Cymphony by the counter with a glass of water in her hand.

She seemed deep in thought and looked very upset. Her mascara was running down her face. I poured myself a glass of water and didn't bother asking her what was wrong since she did it herself.

"Royce cheated on me!" she sobbed into my chest causing me to stand awkwardly in the middle of the kitchen.

I patted her head with the tip if my finger and got curious as to who Royce cheated on her with?

But once again Cymphony answered my question without having me ask.

"He had a hickey on his collarbone and I confronted him about it and you know what he told me?!" she cried and wiped her disgusting runny nose.

"What did he say?" I questioned and lightly pushed her crying mess away from me.

She let out one more forced sob before she answered. I kept quiet at hearing her words and then noticed Royce by the doorframe with a tanktop that exposed the hickey I gave him.

His smirk was proud and I was left speechless...

'A hickey is a person's way of marking their territory and I would be lying to you if I said I didn't belong to somebody else now...' -Royce's words to Cymphony.