My Pregnant Stepsister

I wore my clothes immediately, waiting for what would happen next.

"Quinn, what is wrong with you? Wear your clothes before opening that door," I said coldly to her.

"I wonder why you are so worried. I'm sure she won't do anything," she replied.

"Just do what I said," I said, thinking of what would happen next.

She put on her gown and walked up to the door. Opening it, she received two resounding slaps on her cheek.

"Are you crazy? What has come over you? So, because I didn't warn you the first time, this is why it's repeating itself, right?" she yelled at her, giving her another slap.

That's when I knew my own life was over. If she could do this to her daughter, who was I? My heart started beating as my legs were shaking out of fear. This could be the end of my existence. She's bigger than me. I can't fight her. She'll just strangle me in seconds.

She started beating her, landing her palm on her back until Quinn managed to escape.

"And you," she said, coming towards me.

"I thought I warned you," she added.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, she seduced me," I said, crying and walking backward.

"She seduced you and you fucked her, right? Tell me one reason why I shouldn't kill you. Tell me one reason why I shouldn't tell your dad," she said, walking closer to me as I avoided her.

I was protecting my cheeks with my hands to avoid her deadly slaps, not knowing she had another plan.

As I was covering my face, she kicked me between my legs. I shouted in pain and fell to the floor. I've never felt that high intensity of pain in my entire life. I feel like dying. The pain was too much. I lay on the floor, moaning in pain.

"How does it feel?" She asked, pulling my long hair.

"It's painful, right? That's how you hurt me. I'm going to deal with you in this house. After warning you, you went ahead to bleed her. After I'm done with you, whenever you see her, you will be running," she said.

She yanked off my shorts, parted my legs, and gave me another hard kick. I shouted in pain again. The pain was like double the first kick. My ghost nearly left me. The pain was so much that I preferred dying.

I would have fought her back if I could. Even normally, I can't fight her back. She's bigger and stronger.

"I would have cut off your dick, except that it still has work to do. Idiot. Let me see you near my daughter again," she said and stamped on my head and walked out.

At that moment, I concluded I would tell my dad. This is too much for me. I can't be suffering in my father's house.

I lay on the floor crying in pain. I couldn't stand up. After a few minutes, Quinn came in, still crying.

"I guess you are happy now, right? This is all your plan," I said, still keeping my hands between my legs.

She ignored me and kept on crying.

After a few minutes, my stepmom walked in. "So you are still lying there. Get up and go to your room," she commanded.

I was trying to get up and she kicked me on my leg. "Be fast about it, stupid idiot," she shouted.

I managed to get up and sluggishly walked to my room in pain. I lay on my bed weeping in pain. Should I tell my dad about this? What if he disowns me? It might spoil his reputation or might lead him to an untimely death because he normally has high blood pressure over little matters. This news might claim his life.

I lay on my bed until evening. I couldn't join them at dinner time. Not that I'm not hungry, but I can't walk well. My dad might notice my walking and be forced to ask what had happened to me.

Getting close to 9:30 pm, my dad came to my room.

"Why didn't you come for dinner? What happened?" He asked, sitting on the bed beside me.

"I'm okay, Dad. I'm not hungry," I said. I was afraid to tell him what happened. It might lead to something that might not be resolved. So I kept quiet.

"It's alright, sleep well. Remember, we will be having a family morning devotion. Good night," he said and stepped out.

The next day, early in the morning, I rushed down for morning devotion. They were already singing the time I reached. I sat on a couch where nobody was sitting and joined.

I stared at my stepmom, watching how she was serious singing praises. Singing like a pastor's wife. A woman that nearly killed me yesterday. After singing, my dad read some places in the bible and started praising us.

"I'm very happy with all of you. The way you guys are behaving always makes me happy. Not that you guys are saints, but I'm very satisfied. God has blessed me with a good wife and good children too.

Quinn, I know you are following your mother's step. Be very careful with guys; they will ruin your life. Always listen to your mom.

I'm very proud of you, Joshua; you are not like other guys who go around chasing girls, ruining their lives. Keep on, I'm proud of you.

I will be traveling today for my business trip. You guys should stay well as usual. It might last for 2 weeks or 3 weeks."