Her Brother.

13. Shit, This is Not What I Expected.

I arrived at Aace's apartment and knocked on the door, expecting to see Aace. To my surprise, his sister answered the door in a rush.

"Hey, I need you to take care of Aace, I really have to go," she said hurriedly before dashing off. "Wait, what?" I exclaimed, but she was already getting into a cab.

Shaking my head, I entered the apartment to find Aace drunk. "Aace, why are you drunk?" I asked him. "Someone from work came over and we ended up drinking," he slurred. "But it's Monday tomorrow, you have work," I scolded him.

Confused, Aace asked me why I was there. "I wanted to talk to you, but it seems like you're not in the right state of mind," I replied, taking a seat. Aace insisted he was fine and ready to listen.

As I started to express my thoughts, Aace interrupted me with a smile. "Please, don't confess anything right now, I just want to go to sleep," he chuckled.

Perplexed, I started to say something, but Aace's reaction left me speechless. "Wanna fuck?" He asked. I was taken aback by his directness. "Now?" I questioned. "Yes, right now," he replied. I hesitated, unsure of how to respond. "Do you want to or not?" he pressed. "No..?" I finally answered.

...

I never agreed to this.

"Faster, faster, faster, Agh..!" Aace exclaimed, gripping my hair. "Ouch, Aace!" I cried out. "Say it," he urged, out of breath. "Huh?" I questioned, pushing against him. "Say what you wanted to say earlier," he insisted.

"I-uh.." I stuttered. "Say it, damn it!" he demanded. "Shit, I'm gonna cum," I groaned. "Say it," he said, pulling my hair to make me look at him. "Shit, I'm gonna cum!" I groaned. "Inside me," he instructed.

"I said inside me," he groaned. I ended up taking off the condom and ejaculating inside him. I never expressed my true feelings. Why did I agree to this in the first place? I have feelings for Aace. I like him a lot.

I feel disgusted with myself for engaging in sexual activity with him without any emotional connection.

Aace passed out in the third round, and I couldn't blame him. I was unsure why he was so aggressive that day, as he was never like that unless he was in heat or trying to challenge me. I think Aace may have realized that I have feelings for him as well. I am worried about confessing my feelings because I fear he may disappear once I do.

I am hesitant to go through the process of getting a divorce again, as I dislike the finality of signing those papers. I am also exhausted from being in a complicated relationship. Aace is young, and I am older, which could lead to complications if we were to be together. Perhaps he would be better off with someone closer to his age who understands him better, like Xavier.

Aace woke up with a puzzled expression and glanced at me. "Why are you on my bed?" he inquired before realizing the reason and chuckling. "Oh, right," he said. I called his name and asked, "Do you have feelings for Xavier?" Aace sat up and responded, "Are you testing me?"

Confused, I asked, "Testing you?" Aace admitted, "I can't deny that I like him. He's kind, understanding, and always listens to me." I bluntly asked, "Have you two been intimate?" Aace quickly clarified, "No, Xavier and I have set boundaries. He respects that and only if we are in a relationship." I probed further, "Do you want to be with him? It seems like you do." Aace reassured me, "Don't be ridiculous. I like you," with a smile.

Concerned, Aace asked, "Why all the questions? Is something bothering you?" I reassured him, "No, everything's fine. I was just curious because it seems like Xavier has feelings for you." Aace expressed, "I don't want to hurt him," showing his consideration for Xavier's feelings.

"Why are we in this situation?" I asked him. He replied with a smile, "What do you mean?" I continued, "I know you like me, so why are we still having sex if we're not in a relationship?" He chuckled and said, "It's complicated."

I pressed on, "I'm serious, especially because of Xavier. Let's not make light of this." His smile disappeared as he turned towards me. "This isn't a joke to me," he confessed. "I feel like I've lost a lot of self-respect by continuing this. It's not mature of either of us."

He then admitted, "I hate myself for giving in to you knowing how I feel. And I hate that you're willing to continue this knowing the effect it has on me." With that, he got up and walked away.

"Aace, please," I stopped him. "What? You don't understand me!" He yelled. "That's why I'm asking, to understand you," I said. "Sebastian, are you even aware that you're being hurtful and I'm feeling increasingly confused?" He said angrily, removing my hands.

"I keep convincing myself that it's okay to have a physical relationship with you, even though deep down I know it's not. I feel foolish and naive for pretending to be happy when I'm not!" He yelled. "You're so insensitive," he cried, falling to the ground, but I caught him.

"Aace," I hugged him. "Why are you using me for sex..." He cried on my shoulders, as I embraced him, but he didn't hug back and just continued to cry. "Do you understand how much I despise myself?" He cried.

"I hate you," he sniffed. "Aace," I repeated, nuzzling into his neck. "I feel so foolish," he cried, pushing me away, but I refused to let go of him.

"Do you really think it's that easy to be like this?" he cried, pushing me away. Despite his resistance, I refused to let go of the hug. "I hate you," he sniffled as he tried to break free.

Eventually, Aace gave in and allowed me to continue hugging him. "I hate you so much, but I'm doing this for you," he cried. "You need to understand how much you've hurt me," he added. "I'm sorry," I replied. "You're only sorry when I'm crying," he pointed out.

"I've been sorry all along," I insisted. "Do you even hear yourself?" he asked. "You only apologize when I'm falling apart," he continued. "I truly mean it, Aace. I am sorry," I reiterated. "Let's put an end to this," he said, finally ceasing his tears.

"Let's stop, Sebastian," he sniffed. "I am exhausted," he admitted. "I'm begging you, Aace, please don't go," I pleaded, holding him tightly as he attempted to leave. "I'm just so tired," he replied, tears welling in his eyes. "Please, Aace," I implored. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

"No, Sebastian, please let go of me," he insisted. "Aace!" I shouted, pulling him in for a tight embrace. I refused to let him go as he tried to depart. "Please don't go," I pleaded. "I have feelings for you," I confessed.

"This isn't the right time for this, Sebastian," he tried to break free. "I mean it, please stay with me," I begged. "You're an adult, you need to learn to move on," he pushed me away. "I can't bear the thought of losing you," I sobbed into his shoulder.

Aace's POV:

Upon hearing Sebastian's cries, I ceased my resistance to his hugs, yet I refrained from embracing him in return. "I'm sorry," he sobbed. "Sebastian, please," I responded. "Aace, I have feelings for you," he cried. "I care about you, so please don't go," he pleaded. "I apologize for taking advantage of you; let's make things right," he begged. "I don't want to lose you," he cried. I struggled to contain my emotions, torn between my love for him and my resentment.

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