HAUNTED
୨⎯ chapter ten ⎯୧

BIANCA & STEVEN
fifteen and seventeen

Bianca and steven were sitting outside while everyone else was inside.

"uno! i won! i won, ha!" bianca shrieked slamming down her card on the deck in the middle. she leaned back, clapping her hands together and laughing loudly. her laugh was contagious.

steven, even though he was mad that she beat him again, couldn't help but let out a chuckle of his own as bianca now stood up and did her own victory dance.

"you're such a kid, bee." steven chuckled.

"whatever. i still beat you now you have to do whatever i say." bianca said smiling widely. steven raised an eyebrow at bianca, "and right now i want you to make me a...a..."

steven crossed his arms over his chest and looked at bianca. "a milkshake." bianca said wiggling her eyebrows at steven. the boy stood up and shook his head. bianca followed him to the inside of the kitchen. no one was around.

they were all outside of the house doing their own thing so seven and bianca were alone. it was the first week of summer so everyone was just saying hi to everyone and trying to get to know the schedule of the rest of the summer.

bianca sat up on the kitchen island and watched as steven took out the bucket of ice cream, the milk and the blender. the one that was susannah's and not mr. fisher's. bianca swung her feet and watched happily as steven started doing it.

he face showed that he was irritated that he was doing this but inside of him he was having the time of his life. he liked doing stuff for her and with her. he liked - maybe even love - spending time with her despite the boys always teasing him about hanging out with bianca whenever he had the chance.

every since the start of the summer he's seen bianca differently, but it wasnt like a big deal. he's been feeling things around her. she's changed, everyone can see that. but for him everything else about her has stayed the same and something about that made him like her.

but he knows it's wrong.

bianca liked that steven wasn't treating her different of the fact that she looked different and the fact about her dad. everyone knows that her dad has cancer and that's it's too progressed. everyone has been telling her how sorry they feel, to enjoy and cherish these months. but not steven. because he knows that it's not what she wants.

"hey, kids." blaise said entering the kitchen. if it were anyone else no one would've guessed that blaise was dying. his bald head suited him a lot, hes making sure to take care of himself to not look sick, he's dressing normally. "what are you guys making?"

"milkshakes." bianca said smiling widely at her dad. it hurts her to see her dad but she hides it smoothly with the smile.

"make me one." blaise said tapping stevens shoulder. steven chuckled nodding his head and adding more ice cream.

this was one of the moments that bianca thinks back too whenever she feels sad. in this specific moment where her blanket is drowning her, the lights are all off causing the darkness to succumb. her tears soaking up the silk pillow case and her muffled cries being heard by belly and taylor.

she wishes she could simply disappear. when her cries calmed down, bianca took the blanket off and threw her legs over the bed. taylor shot up opening up her mouth but nothing came out. bianca grabbed her blanket and her pillow and walked out of the room going to the living room and sleeping on the couch.

for bianca, it doesn't hurt the fact that he was kidding taylor. it was the fact that he was about to do the same exact thing to her a few seconds ago but the minute she said no and ran off he went to find someone else who would throw themselves onto him. it made her think that she was only a quest to his little game.

she wishes her dad was here. she wishes he would throw his arms around her and cure everything with with his magical hugs. she wishes he could be here to knock some sense into steven or even punch him for being so stupid. she wishes she someone would slap her and tell her how stupid she's being.

but she can't help it anymore. she's slowly, but surely, falling for her best friend brother.

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belly came back from dropping off taylor at the bus stop and bianca was still sleeping on the couch. she doesn't know what has been going on with her and steven but she knows that there is something. and she knows that when bianca saw him and taylor it broke her.

"bianca," belly whispered kneeling down on the ground. her hand going onto her arm and rubbing up and down. bianca opening her eyes. belly bit her lip and sighed deeply seeing the state of bianca. her eyes were all red and puffy, there were tears stained down her cheek. her lips were swollen and her eyes read nothing but sadness. "it's past 12."

"is he here?" bianca whispered asked.

belly's eyebrows lifted up and her lip tugged down. she shook her head and said, "no he's outside by the pool. you're safe."

bianca smiled at her gratefully. she sat up on the couch and sighed deeply. belly stood up as well and turned her head to the window. steven was outside on his phone.

"i'll be right back." belly said making bianca nod her head. belly rushed out through the back doors and slammed them shut wanting steven to know that she was there.

"is she awake?" he asked causing his little sister to scoff at him.

"how could you! taylor? seriously! ugh, that was disgusting and my eyes! my eyes - i have to bleach them now!" belly shrieked dramatically putting her hands over her eyes and walking forward.

"i don't have time for your childish bullshit belly." steven grumbled turning off his phone and going to stand up but belly pushed him back down.

"what is going on with you and bianca? what was that about? did you hurt her? are you playing with her? if yes, why steven." belly said sighing deeply and sitting down on the lunge chair across from him. "you know everything she's been through. she doesn't need to be apart of your stupid boy games."

steven stayed quiet. he never thought that his baby sister would be lecturing him about a girl. neither less, he never thought he would be talking to his sister about a girl.

"is she okay?" steven whispered asked.

"you me to be honest?" belly asked and without a second thought about it steven nodded his head. belly sighed deeply.

"she's not. she's not doing okay. she was crying all night last night although she tried to cover it up. she slept in the living room and she probably cried herself to sleep because there were tear stains on her face. listen, steven, i don't care what you and bianca are. i'm actually happy that you and bianca have something," she still couldn't say the word that they like each other. it's still all new. for everyone, it is still new. "but that was fucked up. don't hurt her even more steven. i say just give her her own space and let her come to you. i promise you she will come to you."

bianca had her elbow on top of the kitchen island and her chin was dropped on top of her hand. she was too deep into her thought. she dreaded the moment where belly and steven would walk through the back door. she dreaded the moment that she had to see steven.

she hated that she was so hurt by it. that she let herself almost give in to him. she hates that she got so vulnerable and that almost everyone inside of the house knew. jeremiah knew. belly knew. conrad. expect her brother. she hopes no one has told her brother because then that'll lead to something unnecessary to happen.

"bianca." bianca was so spaced out that she didn't even hear the back door open. it didn't give her the heads up to her up and her out. bianca looked over her shoulder and gave him a quick glance.

bianca shook her head and got out of the chair. "bianca, wait." steven called out as bianca stormed out of the kitchen. steven groaned but followed after bianca. she rushed up the stairs trying to our run the teenager with long legs and big steps.

when bianca entered her room and was going to slam the on stevens face, the boy placed his foot in between. "ow." he winced and let out a hiss when bianca did it again hurting his foot.

"leave me alone, steven." bianca muttered now pressing on the door gently. her back was on the door and her hand tightly around the door knob. steven stuck his head on the small peek of the door.

"i don't know what's happening to me, bianca. i don't know what is going on with me but whenever i'm around you all i want to do is kiss you so badly."

"steven stop." bianca whispered closing her eyes tightly and shaking her head.

"i want to so bad. since i first saw you this summer. bianca, kissing taylor didn't mean anything. kissing taylor was like eating a bag of cheetos." steven said. bianca had to bite her lip down to prevent a smile or a laugh to escape. she didn't him to know. she didn't want to forgive him so easily.

"you hate cheetos." bianca found herself whispering.

he hates them so much that one time he even made a song about how much he hates cheetos. whenever leo or jeremiah had cheetos they made sure to eat them loud and proud in front of steven who would gag at the smell.

"you make me crazy, bianca." steven whispered. he pressed his head against the door and so did bianca. "you're making my head spin so much. the only person i ever think recently about is you. i want to be around you every single day. i want you to look at me. talk to me. laugh with me or at me. i just want to be in your presence all the goddamn time and it's insane."

"it hurt, steven." bianca said reopening her eyes and tilted her head to the side. she turned her body to the side. her eyes landed steven who was already look at her. bianca sighed at how crazy he looked and opened up the door.

"i know, i'm sorry. i-i don't know what happened." steven said closing the door behind him and locking it. bianca crossed her arms over her chest and glared up at him. "i think i did it because i wanted to know if the urge of kissing you was just that and that it'll leave if i kiss anyone else. it didn't. it got worse. it got so much worse, bianca."

bianca knew it was wrong. she knew that she shouldn't be so forgiving. she knew that she should push him away but she didn't. she let him. steven stopped closer to bianca and put his hands on her hip and brought her closer to him.

"i thought i was just your little sisters best friend and the little sister of your best friend." bianca said closing her eyes for a split second as steven dropped his forehead atop of hers. bianca uncrossed her arms and put them on his arm. she found herself getting closer to him.

"things change." steven said and he was so close. their lips were so close to each other. if either of them moved a single inch they would've done what they were both longing for.

"no." bianca sighed deeply closing her eyes and pressing her hands against his chest. she inched further away from him but kept her body pressed against his. "i don't want to be just another one of your silly quests, steven. nothing has even happened between us but i know the way you are. i grew up with you. belly and leo have told me things you've done with girls. i can't go through that."

steven groaned. at this moment he hated his sister and his best friend for ever opening up their mouths and giving bianca this image of him. "i'm not like that," bianca gave him a face. "not anymore. i used to, i'll admit. but i've stopped. there hasn't been a single girl that i've been interested as much as you. two years ago i haven't been the same."

two years. it was as if everything was coming into place in the mind of bianca wayne. she was fifteen and he was seventeen. they were normal the first few days but suddenly steven started to be so distant but he was always observing admiring bianca from afar. bianca noticed a few times but never not much about it until now.

"give me a chance to prove you wrong. to prove that every thing you think about me is wrong." steven said his hands roaming up to her back and keeping her close to him. bianca's eyes lifted up. her hands tighten around his shirt and if it wasn't for her own mental health she would've kissed him right then and there.

"one chance, conklin." bianca whispered closing her eyes and inhaling his scent.

"you won't regret it."

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SHORT CHAPTER IM SORDY
i don't like this one
is so rushed...