Chapter 10

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"I think we should talk." He says. 

I look at him dead in the eyes. 

"I think you already said all you had to."

"That's the problem, Liv. I didn't."

"Well, I don't want to listen to anything else."

"Please, Livi, I need to talk to you."He calls me what he used to when we were young.

"And I need distance from you."

"Don't make things hard, please sister."

"Didn't you hear the news? I am not your sister anymore."

"Fuck. Livian, I didn't mean any of it. Of course, you are still my sister I will always love you. You could kill me and I would still love you the same. "

"Don't repeat that. Because right now killing you is very tempting. "

"Are you going to hate me without listening to what I have to tell you?"

"What choice do I have?"

"You can hate me all you want, but I need to talk to you."

I am curious about what he has to say. After all, he is my brother and I care for him. 

I enter the car and he drives quickly to our house, we don't talk until we enter the living room, it's already clean. 

We sit on the sofa and he starts.

"Listen, I am so fucking sorry about all I told you and I want you to know that I didn't mean anything. You are not a whore, you are my sister and I love you more than I love myself. I was drunk and I have an experience that I don't want you to live. All I wanted to do is protecting you and make your life everything mine wasn't."

"What were you trying to protect me from exactly?"

"Bad things happen when you are young, you know."

He is talking about experience, but what experience? What happened to him?

"What happened to you?"

"I will tell you after, I promise. I just need to ask you something. I understand if you don't want to answer it. However, it will help me to be okay with the circumstance. "

"Ask, then I will decide if I want to answer after."

"That's fair."

I can feel his nerves on my body. His hands are shanking and his mouth has been dry since the start of this conversation. However, I don't give in keeping my severe posture. 

"Do you like him?"

"I do."

"Have you already told each other that you love each other?"

"I don't even know if I love him."

"So you had sex without saying 'I love you'?"

"Yes."

"Was him your first?"

"No."

"Who was it then?"

"Lorenzo."

"I knew it, I knew that that motherfucker was going to."

I stay silent. 

"Did any he hurt you?"

"No."

"Did James hurt you?"

"No."

"Does he has some weird fetish or uses any toy that makes you uncomfortable?"

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