Janes step-brother ~Byler~

seventeen

Jane crawled over to me on her bed, her hands found my chest, what was moving up at down rapidly while my heart was going to break through my rib cage.

She pushed me down against her bed. My head almost hitting the bars at the end of her bed but her hand moved my head so I was laying fully down on the mattress. I wanted this to stop.

I wanted to just push her off and yell, yell that I didn't want this. That I didn't want her.

I wanted to go home. I wish we never left my basement with Holly doing her stretches.
Her lips fell on mine, they were soft, so soft but not as soft as Wills. His lips were like clouds sitting between mine.

Because how much of a coward I am, I didn't pull back. I kissed her back. Kissing her lips was new and definitely not going to be a new thing. The taste of her lips was like coffee and honey mixed together. Her lip gloss much better honey flavoured.

Regretting kissing her back, it feels like a mistake but... what else could I do, push her and potentially fuck up our friendship?

Gilt ran through me, knowing I was just kissing her step-brother just early hours this morning. His hands were on me this morning in a way I've never been touched before, how my body wanted to feel more of them. Feel more of his lips on my skin. I wanted to taste his lips again. His lips on my neck was something I could never get out of my head. His hands knew what my body wanted as it talked to him.

Thinking of him I buckled my hips up into Janes causing a moan to slip from her lips. My eyes flew open as I felt an Ache in my pants.

No no no no. This can't be fucking happing. Not with Jane on me. It's supposed to be Will.

Feeling one of her hands move down my chest and stomach. Lifting my shirt up slightly. Her hands were small. To small.

"Hey Jane-" The door swings open making Jane jump back pulling a blanket over her chest.

My head fell back in relief but not until I recognised the voice.

His voice.

Sitting up quickly making eye contact with Will.

A snicker falls from his lips, "I'm not her boyfriend." He mocks the conversation from the park making my stomach drop. My heart hung heavy like the fucking sun as it boils my insides.

"Will.." My voice was a mute I couldn't hear it myself.

His eyes looked down at my pants. He didn't look back up to meet my eyes as he just nods turning around and walking out of the door.

The hurt on his face made panic run through my body making me jump to my feet grabbing my phone and jacket leaving everything else behind.

"Mike." Jane calls for me but I ignore her.

I saw him running down the stairs making me follow down, seeing an half eaten ham and cheddar sandwich on the counter with a cup full of a hot substance. I see him pulling his shoes on doing his laces as quickly as possible.

"Will." I whisper making his body tense under my stare. "I'm sorry, I'm truly am fucking sor-"

"Enough." His voice was like venom casing me to jump at the sudden impact his voice held. "I can't believe you- can't believe Jane." His voice was nothing I heard of before. He was hurt, I hurt him.

I hurt him after he gave me the best experience the night before.

"I'm sorry." My eyes burnt.

"You attracted to her now?" He didn't look at me so I felt stupid for shaking my head.

"God no, Will..." My voice trailed off as I walk closer to him.

"You didn't get hard last night, you didn't want to do anything with me but with Jane-"

"I was thinking about you, about our kiss, your hands on me, when I first saw you, met you I got hard what scared me, made me confused... then I got hard thinking about your touch about how much I wanted it to be yo-"

"What is going on?" Jane came down the stairs. Keeping my tears at bay when I look away from Will and to her. She was now wearing... my jumper. Will obviously noticed because it was the jumper I was wearing last night, the one his hands was all over.

"Nothing." I said in a silent tone.

"Will what did you do? I swear if you fucking touched hi-"

"Oh fuck off Jane. You always assume I'm like him. I'm not. I didn't touch your fucking boy toy." Will shouts at Jane. My hand tightened around my jacket.

Boy toy?

"He's my boyfriend Will." Jane shouted making my body freeze in place.

I heard Wills breath stiffen while his gaze turned to me. I wanted to shake my head "no" I wanted to scream no, I wanted to say I had feeling for him but I couldn't. I couldn't speak. I couldn't move. I couldn't look at him as my eyes fell to the floor.

I guess he took that for his answer as he spoke;

"Fan-fucking-tastic."

Then he was running out the door.