Passing the Bottle

Lily - Oh The Horror... For Them

I enjoyed ticking the boys off. Well, I liked making all males mad.  It was my vengeance on them. So, when I stopped at Brian's house to talk to his mom about my internship at her husband's office, I learned that he headed over to their tennis court. She even gave me permission to take the girls along with me there. I did exactly that. Russell, Liz, Rene, Bianca and Amber were all with me, looking sexy in their bikinis.

You're probably wondering why I hate males so much. Well like any overused cliche, let me tell you. It all started literally four years ago to the day. I had just graduated from eighth grade, and I just wanted to catch some early z's. When my older brother, Mark came into my room, I had expected him to give me some type of congratulations as he sat on my bed. I was already out of it and I didn't realize that his typical smile was different. Out of nowhere he was on top of me, pinning my arms down. He had chose the best time to do what he did, when our parents were out grocery shopping. He clamped one of his hands on my mouth as he entered me.

It took me two years to get over what happened. And obviously I didn't tell our parents.

How a guy could rape his blood sister has never left my mind. What Mark did to me prompted me to shut most males out, from my dad to my uncles to my cousins to my teachers. Until two years ago, I had barely conversated with males.

Still I am mean to boys, because I can't -well, I don't want to tell anyone.

Upon my arrival to the pool, I promptly sat on an edge of the pool and dipped my feet in. Moments later Brian had his arm around my shoulder.

"What have I said about touching?" I growled at him, while shrugging his shoulder off.

"D@mn, are you on your period or something?" Brian asked as he got up. Well I wasn't, but-

"Stop producing sexist  questions. Are you on your period?" I asked. He walked away to talk to Amber.

Like a ghost, Flynn was sitting next to me. I didn't mind Flynn. He was innocent and adorable, and incredibly smart.

"So, that kiss didn't mean anything, right?" He questioned a few seconds later.

"Of course not, completely friendly," I replied.

"Good. I was kind of scared that you had already forgotten."

"Of course not. How could I forget something that we both share?" I pushed his shoulder in a friendly matter.

"Great. So, I've been thinking about telling my parents, and then all of my friends," Flynn said in a low voice.

"Well, you guys aren't all that religious, so I'm sure they'll be fine with it. Danny and Liz, on the other hand, might go batsh!t."

"I'll take my chances." Flynn remained silent for while. "Can you be there with me, both times?"

"Yes, Flynn. What are friends for?"

I was so proud of Flynn. He was younger and more timid than me, but was already ready to tell everyone about his sexuality. I, on the other hand, was nowhere near that stage.

A/N:

I didn't know how to end it. There's no foreshadowing for the next chapter either.