Family Ties

Chapter 12: The Store

CRASH!

My eyes snap open and my breathing takes over. I look at my body to see that I'm sweating profusely.

I need to get some medication to stop these nightmares.

I unplug my phone from the charger and search 'what medicine reduces nightmares?'

Prazosin.

Okay, but I need an excuse to go to the store.

I check the time on my phone. 10:00am.

At least I was able to fall back asleep this time.

I put my phone down on my bed. I get up and get dressed, go to the bathroom and brush my teeth and hair. Then, I grab my phone, walk out of my bedroom and walk downstairs.

I see Ryat and Rysland on the couch, both on their phones. And I see Ryder in the kitchen making himself a sandwich.

I laugh. "Hungry again?"

Ryat and Rysland look at me from the couch.

"What do you mean again?" Ryat asks.

I look at Ryder.

"She came down at 4:00am when I was making a sandwich. She said she was hungry so she went into the pantry to take a look at what we had to eat. Then, I finger fucked her in the pantry last night while mom came down." He says.

I let out a breath that I didn't realize I was holding.

"She didn't catch you guys?" Rysland asks.

Ryder shakes his head and smirks.

Ryat and Rysland just continue to stare at me like I'm a prostitute.

It's making me uncomfortable so I decide to change the subject.

"Hey," I walk into the kitchen and turn to Ryder. "I need to go to the store."

"Me too. I need to get some stuff." He says.

"Okay, cool. Can I come with you?" I ask.

"Duh." He says, shoving the other half of his sandwich into his mouth.

I laugh.

"Do you want to eat first?" He asks.

"No, I'm not hungry. Thanks." I say.

He looks at me, hesitantly but then nods. "Okay. Let's go."

He puts the supplies back into the fridge, finishes chewing, swipes his keys off the table and starts walking to the front door.

"Where are you guys going?" Ryat shouts from the couch.

"Out." Ryder says, bluntly.

"To the store." I say.

"Can you pick me up a pack of gum?" Ryat asks.

"Yeah, sure." I say.

"Thanks." He pauses and gets up from the couch. He walks up to me. It's then that I realize he's shirtless. He's wearing gray sweatpants that hug his hips. The waist band of his boxers sticking out the top. I can't help but look at his abs and V.

Goddamn.

"Stop drooling." He says.

I snap out of it and make eye contact with him. "I'm not." I say, wiping my mouth.

There, in fact, was a little drool.

"You totally were." Rysland shouts from the couch.

I roll my eyes. "Maybe I was. So what?"