My New Step-Brother (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 2

Devon's POV

As I'm putting my soccer ball back into the shed, Dad and Katie pull into the driveway. I lock up the shed, and wipe the sweat away from my forehead. After all, I have been out here all damn day practicing.

"Hey dad. Hey Katie." I smile, giving them a wave. Katie, or Kate, turns off the engine of the car and comes inside with us. I open the fridge to pull out a water bottle, then take a seat at the counter on the stool.

"You were still practicing? Are you trying to impress a girl or something?" Dad teased, clapping a hand on my back. I laugh lightly, and push him away.

"Shut up. You and I both know that I don't have to impress anybody. I am my own person, and I will change for no one." I stated, followed by a long drink of ice-cold water.

"I'm glad to hear that." Dad smiled proudly, and then got a thoughtful look on his face.

"Something wrong?" I asked

"Kate, we've been together for a while now.. How is it that we haven't told Devon and Benji about each other?" He asked Kate.

"I'm not exactly sur-" Kate began, I just couldn't help but to interrupt her

"Who's Benji?" I asked, getting up and tossing the emptied water bottle into the trash.

"My son." Kate said. I froze for a moment, and then ever so slightly turned to look at her; a stunned look most likely on my face.

"Son? You have a son? Why didn't I know this before?" I ask, exasperatedly

"I guess it just never came up." Kate shrugged. I glare at them, and storm up the stairs; slamming my bedroom door as I get here. I let out a frustrated groan, and fall onto my bed. I clutch my pillow, and bury my face in it before screaming; the pillow muffling the sound. After a few calming breaths, I faintly hear Kate's car leaving the driveway.

I can't believe Kate has a son, and forgot to tell me. I am going to be her Step-Son for Christ's sake! And now, with only one day separating me from the wedding, I find out.

How old is he?

Is he annoying?

Is he stupid?

What if he's an asshole?

What if he is ungrateful?

What if-

"Devon?" Dad asked, knocking on my bedroom door. He must have known that my anger has somewhat subsided, because he walks right into my bedroom and sits beside me on the bed.

"How could you not tell me?" I asked, my feelings hurt. Dad, of all people, knows that I don't like new people coming into my life. This would've been so much easier had I met this Benji kid before.

"I'm sorry. Hey, if it makes you feel any better, Benji just found out about you before we left." Dad shrugged, patting my shoulder gently.

"Alright I guess. But you know how I feel about new people.. Especially after what happened with-" I begin, but Dad holds up a hand to tell me to stop talking. He already knows what I was going to say.

"I know, Devon. It's okay, and you'll meet him on Sunday. Get some sleep, you look exhausted." Dad gently kissed my forehead ad exited the room.

Great, how am I supposed to sleep with all of these thoughts?

Benji's POV

I wake up the next morning wrapped up in familiar arms. I smile to myself and cuddle further into Amy; loving the fact that she spent the night.