Twisted ways

Don't let the beginning of this book make you stop reading, I began this with no intention of correcting or finishing it, but as I got more views I started brainstorming and the story has taken a dramatic change- thank you.

I'm staring. I try to look away, and fail miserably. Stop staring I tell myself stop, stop, stop. It's none if your business. Wait. Isn't my business? That is my sister, and my brother, and my step dad. I should tell mom.

No says someone else. The voice in my head that I thought had left, continues, blackmail them.

"No" I whisper back.

Yes the voice bellows, I shake my head no.

Ugh, fine the voice says then at least watch.

I take in a quick Sharp breath. Yet I find myself not fighting back. Slowly I sit down and watch from the hallway, then a thought smacks me in the face.

"What if they see me?" I whisper quickly. The voice laughs, it has a nice deep, throaty laugh.

Look at them Clair. Your older brother is in between your older sisters legs and your step dad is in her mouth, they are enjoying themselves to much. Just listen to your step dads grunts, her occasional moans, and your brothers heavy breathing.

I nod calming back down. My sister's moans get louder and my brother says he almost there. Suddenly my brother moans and collapses on top of Susan. She gasp and swallows something, then looks up to meet my step dads eyes.

Get up now! The voice yells.

I do slowly and walk back out the still open doorway. I sit down on the stairs dropping my head in my hands on the verge if tears.

What, don't you dare cry. The voice says.

"why not?" I sniffle. I hear a sigh in my head and the voice speaks slowly.

Because one they are your step dad and step brother. Your brother is nineteen and your sister 16 everyone above the consent age here. Now wipe off your face and walk In the door like you usually do, like nothing happened. I stand on shaky legs and plaster a bored expression on my face, turning around I stomp up the stairs, swing open the door and let out a tired sigh dramatically. My brother-

Step brother the voice corrects.

My step brother is just zipping up his pants.

"Boo bear." He winks at me, like he does everyday, but today it is very different.

Clair answer him before suspicion rises.

"Hey Dukey wookey." I say and pretend to playfully slap his arm,

"is Conner and Susan home yet?"

He shakes his head, "Nah my dad took Amanda and Susan out for lunch." Anger builds up in me I want to hit him and tell him I just saw them. Him. I saw him. Well. Oh my.

"Clair? You okay? You look... Funny." I nod and slowly turn away from him.

Oh come on Clair. You didn't see all of him. The voice says, then the voice laughs. You only saw his nice muscled, strong back. His long lean legs , his big, strong arms as he held himself over your sister. Rocking back and forward nice and fast.

I gasp and my knees go weak. Duke wraps his arms around me and picks me off the ground. My breathing shallows as he stares down at me, his green eyes shining with worry and curiosity. He has a nice face I decide. A very, very nice face. Soft brown curly hair, chilled, chiseled features, a strong jaw, and deep green eyes. I smile weakly and my eyes flutter close. I wake back up on my bed. Duke is sitting on the edge and is talking to Conner, his dad my step dad. Conner's blonde hair shines in the light coming from the bathroom. I sit up slowly.

"Would you mind turning on the light?" Both of the men turn to face me. Wow they look nothing alike. Conner has blonde hair and blue eyes and very soft features. The light flicks on and I turn my gaze to Susan. Anger rises in me and I don't know why.

Because you like Duke. You always have the voice says.

"shut up" Susan's eyebrows raise,

"Clair I didn't say anything." I just look at her stupidly. She shakes her head, flipping red hair over her pale shoulder. Her brown eyes flit to Duke, but he ignores her. I smile in-spite if myself. Then the smile falls off my face. I saw them all fucking. Duke's face fills with worry and he hurries to my side. I hear an agitated sigh come from Susan before she walks out if the room.

" I'll go check on her" Conner says. "but Duke. You really should talk to her." Duke's eyes don't leave my face as he speaks,

"I didn't want to do what I did dad. She just walked in well, like she did, and I am a teenager still." I hear Conner sigh before going to talk to Susan. Duke places his hand on my head, looking generally worried.

"I saw you." I whisper.

What the hell Clair! The voice is furious.

Color drains from Duke's face, he down cast his eyes, and scoots off the bed. He opens then closes his mouth.

"I don't care." Sadness covers his face and he looks away. "I mean uh I do care, just err I don't care that you did that." He comes a little closer and his eyes fill with mischievousness, he puts his finger on the edge of my chin.

"want to know a secret?" I nod slowly, uncertainly.

He puts his mouth to my ear and whispers, "I was pretending she was you." I gasp and he pulls back smiling. "Sweet dreams boo bear." With that he walks out of the room. I lay down and start thinking on what I saw and what he said. My nether regions start tingling.

The voice laughs that nice throaty laugh and says,

He only told you that so you wouldn't tattle. One your only fifteen, two have you looked on the mirror? Come on you're terribly ugly.

A hot tear rolls down my face, standing I slowly walk to the bathroom. I freeze looking in the mirror. I don't think I'm that ugly. I have soft blue eyes, curly brown hair, plump pink lips. The voice continues for me,

Your nose isn't quite straight, your cheeks don't have a natural glow, you have acne

"no I don't have acne!" I butt in. The voice sighs,

How much do you weigh? Before I can answer the voice cuts in

Too much. I look down at my stomach. Maybe I am a bit chubby, but it is the normal for a not active girl. The voice says something about Duke and me being active I don't hear the rest. I have a nice tan...I think. I stand in front of the mirror for a while.

"Voice?" I hear a distant, tired

Yeah?

. "Do you have a name?" The voice doesn't answer for a while, maybe it left I think.

Call me Cole

I nod silently to my self.

Alright Cole I think, goodnight.

He laughs his hearty laugh and whispers in my head,

Don't let those dreams get to exciting.

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