Damn! My Fairy Mate Is My Ex!

Chapter 2

“Hey, looks like we made it here at the same time,” my stepfather Mizuki Aioki said. He was a Japanese American whose family had immigrated to the states the year before he was born. He was tall handsome with soft brown eyes and a strong jawline and was cockier than Hiro, mostly due to his intense workout and like my mother didn’t look a day over 30. He worked overnight at the local petroleum plant but still found time to coach the varsity football team at our old high school Angelwood, which was why our team never lost.

My mother got out the car then said, “looks like it. Welcome home mijo,” she said, with her arms wide open and Hiro engulfed her in his hug. I then sighed, grabbed my bag, got out the car and walked to my stepfather who also had his arms open.

“Welcome home Kayla,” my stepfather said, as he wrapped me in his arms.

“Thank you,” I said, softly.

Hiro then looked at me and smiled that beautiful smile of his that always made my heart flutter, but I chose to ignore him. “Is Hana and the little ones inside?” I asked my stepfather.

“Yes, they are and they are so looking forward to seeing you,” my stepfather said, releasing our hug and walking me towards the house.

“I can’t believe it’s been two years since I’ve been back,” Hiro said, in a voice that gave me chills in a good way.

Damn this is going to be hard. I thought.

“I know who told you to stay away for so long?” My mother said, sternly, while my stepfather unlocked the front door.

“Sorry, I had summer school. You know I’m on this accelerated program for my masters, and have to take classes when I can, luckily I got this summer off,” Hiro said.

“Kayla,” my little brother Gab said, the moment the door opened. He was almost six and as cute as a button. He had his father’s eyes, his mother’s hair and Hiro’s personality. I wasted no time picking him up and kissing his cheek.

“Hi Gab,” I said, happy to see him.

“Your schools too far away, you need to quit,” he ordered and we all laughed.

“Kayla,” Hana said, the moment I enter the kitchen which was an open concept overlooking the living room. She then threw her arms around my neck pulling me into her embrace. She had long legs, was skinning, with beautiful cat like blue eyes, a mole on the top of her left eye and was spoiled rotten by her father from an early age. Her long black hair had been cut into a blonde bob and she looked beautiful.

“Hi Hana, I love the hair,” I said excited to see her.

“Thank you. Hi little brother,” she said as she hugged Hiro.

“You do know that you are only 5 minutes older than me right?” He asked, annoyed. I just laughed, because this was such a typical conversation with them. Ever since we were kids, Hana would introduce Hiro as her baby brother as if she wore more than 5 minutes older than him.

“Wait Kayla we need to talk,” My mother said, from the hallway just as I was headed towards the stairs located just past the kitchen.

“I know mom but that was a 7-hour flight plus the layover I need a shower and sleep,” I said cranky.

“You can take a shower after we talk,” my mother said.

“Catalina it can wait. Let’s let the kids get settled, then we can tell them the good news,” My stepfather said sweetly.

“What good news?” Hana asked, skeptical.

“We’ll tell you at dinner. Come on honey, come on Gab” My stepfather said, sounding and acting like a teenager. He then grabbed my mother’s hand and he and my little brother walked away. My stepsister and I looked at each other with a look of bewilderment on our face.

“You don’t think they’re pregnant again do you?” Hiro asked.

“She’s 60 I’m pretty sure her eggs are gone now,” Hana said, in disbelief.

“She didn’t have her first child until she was in her 50ties remember?” I asked. I was adopted when I was a baby by my mother and her then-husband. It wasn’t until I was 6 that I learned I was adopted and the reasoning behind it was due to being left on their doorstep wrapped in newspaper with a note saying, please throw this away for me. I don’t want it. And the only reason I learned about the note was because an asshole officer brought it up. It was the most humiliating day of my life, but thankfully my parents were there for me and loved me regardless and never treated me any different than their own child, still it really hurt knowing that the people who were supposed to love me threw me away like trash.

“True. But I doubt it’s a baby.” Hana said.

“No se nada. I’m going to go take a shower and we will find out at dinner what they think good news is,” I said, using air quotes for emphasis on the phrase good news.

“Ok,” Hana said.

“Oh, by the way, where is Solana?” I asked, just realizing then that we were one sibling short.

“Nap. She was cranky so I put her down.” Hana said.

“Ok. I guess I’ll be back in 30 minutes,” I said.

“Sounds good,” Hana said. With that I walked towards the stairs desperate for my shower and to get away from Hiro. With Hana there, being around him was fine, but if we were alone, I was afraid I might do something or try to do something I knew I’d regret.

“Kayla,” Hiro called as I made my way into my room. I didn’t say anything just attempted to shut the door behind me only for him to open it and follow me in.

“Really?” He asked annoyed.

I dropped my bag on the floor, then folded my arms across my chest and looked at him. My body steaming with anger and hurt, while at the same time longing to be with him again. “What?” I asked with an attitude.

“You didn’t say anything downstairs,” he said, sounding uncertain.

“Why should I?” I asked.

“True, um dad told me about what happened your senior year. I’m sorry I wasn’t there. If I was,” he started to say then attempted to get closer to me, only for me to pull away.

“It’s fine. You and I have never been close,” I reminded him.

“That’s not true, you know it,” he said softly.

“Is there something you want? I need to take a shower and see what my mom and your dad have planned for this summer, so if that’s all,” I said, as I walked to one of the suitcases that was laid out on the floor.

“It’s not all. I wanted to apologize for how things ended between us,” He said, sounding sincere but I didn’t want to hear it.

“It’s fine. You did it for the family, right? Or was it because I couldn’t handle whatever bullshit you had going on,” I said. He then reached his hand out as if grabbing for me, “Don’t touch me. You don’t have the right to. You lost that privilege the day you brought that girl over. You didn’t even give me a real explanation. Then you wanted to pretend like nothing ever happened. Why did you even start? Why did you come in my room that night? Were you just curious how I’d react or was it some step-sibling fantasy planning in your head?” Again he reached for me and I pulled away. “I said don’t touch me,” I warned then he backed up.

“I’m sorry Kayla. I honestly didn’t mean to hurt you. Everything I said,” he started to say.

“Was fake, I know. But my feelings for you were real and as fucked up as it is I still love you but obviously I’m not good enough for you. So do me a favor, let’s go back to the way things were before you came into my room that night, it’s better that way” I said, not really meaning it.

“Can I talk now?” He asked seriously.

“What do you want to say?” I asked holding back tears.

“I never wanted to hurt you. I never wanted any of this. I came into your room that night, not because I was curious, but because I had feelings for you. I wanted to see if you felt the same way, and then when I realized you did, I was happy, but at the same time, I wasn’t interested in anything else. I’m sorry if I lead you on. I should have never done that. You mean a lot to mean. You’re my sister that’s not going to change,” he said, and my heart dropped.

“You should have just left it that way. Get out now,” I ordered, suddenly feeling as if the entire world was crashing down around me.

“Ok,” with that he walked out the door, and I closed it behind he, leaving my tears for the shower ahead.