Broken hearted love

Until a wild Anthony appears...

Ian's POV

He took her away for their shower.

I knew it was going to be him because he is the stronger one. I sat down and started to play some super smash brothers.

About 15 minutes after they started their shower, I hear moaning. Oh geez. Really? She's like our baby sister and he's in there with her doing who-knows-what. Ugh. Anthony.

The water turns off and I hear my name being called. I run to the source. "Ian can you take her while I dry off?" I nod. Of course I can take this beautiful naked dripping wet girl off your hands. Sure...

"Oh and can you help her brush her hair?" I nod again.

I take her downstairs and set her on the couch. I then grab the brush and start brushing through her gorgeous long locks. So fluffy...

Once we're done she turns around and kisses me on the cheek. "Thanks Ian!"

Anthony walks in his boxers and grabs Emma.

Anthony texts me a few minutes later saying to turn on Mario cart wii. Ok.

I turn it on and they come rushing down the stairs.

Like always Emma wins. "YAS! I WIN! WHOS THE BEST?" She yells at us. "You're the best!" Me and Anthony say at the same time. Just then I get an idea. I look over at Anthony who seems to have the same one. "Guys...whatcha planning?"

Out of nowhere we pounce on top of her and start to tickle her.

"OH CRAP! GUYS -haha- STOP! HAHAHA..." The couldn't stop laughing. "GUYS STOP-HAHAHA-THIS HURTS..." We slow down. We don't like her to get hurt.

She stops laughing and Anthony grabs her. She leans in and kisses his nose and he kissed his forehead. How sweet. Now it's time for my sugar.

I grab her and run off. She kisses my nose and I kiss her forehead. Life is good until a wild Anthony appears out of nowhere...

He grabs her and screams. "MINE!" This is hilarious. Until I see her face. Her eyes are getting teary and I know something is wrong...

"OWOWOWOW!!" She screams and starts to cry. Anthony loosens up on her.

"Oh shit...Ian check her back." He lifts her up and sure enough, there is blood soaking through the shirt.