Well to be honest. not much really happens in this chapter, but you should still read it.
Oh and its kinda short but ill be posting soon so no worries. lol
Here it goes.. and i have to go do my homework now so peace
RECAP!!!
"How badly do you want it, Linda?" I asked, still injecting my fingers. She ran her fingers through my hair.
"Bad. Oh. So badly, OH GOD!!" she nearly screamed when I started to move my fingers at a faster rate.
I put my hands on her hips, and positioned my shaft at her entrance. This is it. The moment I have been waiting for, all my life.......
LINDA POV!!!
He placed his shaft at my entrance, and I had a yearning for him that couldn't be contained. He entered me slowly, but before he could got all the way in...
"HEY KIDS!! I'M HOMMMEEE!!!!"
mom. Shit. Both our eyes flew open in alarm, as we quickly began to gather our clothing.
Mark pulled on his boxers, while muttering swear words under his breath. I sat up frozen with shock, until I heard my mother starting up the stairs.
I hurriedly, threw on my clothes, while marky went to my bathroom to wash his hands. Dammit. She always has to ruin everything. I already know what would have happened if she hadn't come home.
I would have lost my virginity to my brother, and as sick as that sounds, I couldn't help but hate my mother even more, because I wanted it to happen so badly.
That bitch.
"LENA" (everyone calls her that except her brother), she called while knocking on the door.
"Yeah mom, the door is open." I said to her, trying to sit and look as normal as possible, with my brother sitting in my desk chair.
"Oh hey guys. Uh. Ur dad and I are back from our business trip... not that you two care. Just wanted to let you know, just in case you were planning on throwing a party tomorrow."
"Oh shoot you caught us there" I said sarcastically. As you can probably tell, we don't have the best relationship with our parents, but Marky handles it better.
"No we weren't planning on it." He said to mom, but turned to wink at me. I could feel my cheeks heating up in doing so.
Mother just arched an eyebrow, and said
"well, we'll be leaving tomorrow afternoon anyway... so your allowance is in the kitchen drawer, good night.. I guess."
Both Marky and I mumbled our 'goodnights' and then my room door shut.
I saw a sneaky smirk play onto his perfect lips, making them look all the more kissable.
With a sigh, I let my head fall back onto my pillows, and closed my eyes.
MARK POV!!!
That woman was always screwing things up..... but I think I should let Linda know how I feel about her before we do ...well you know.. that again.
But she is just so freaking hot. She sighed once our mother left the room, and then fell back onto her pillows. I just sat in her desk chair, examining her face, before I felt myself drifting off to sleep.
She seemed to be sleeping too, so I walked over, and placed kiss on her forehead. But instead of removing my lips, I let them linger there for a moment.
"I love you so much, and not in the brotherly way either." I whispered.
With that I walked to my room, and landed in my bed.
The last thought before drifting off was, "now if only I could say that to her while she was awake."
LINDA POV!!!!!
OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG, OMG!!!!! I almost FICKIN had SEX with my BROTHER!!!! Do you realize how many things are wrong with that sentence?!!?!?
Omigosh. I'm freaking out. AND on top of that, today is Saturday, not school to escape the awkwardness because there was definitely going to be a whole lot of that.
Sigh. What the hell am I going to do? I cant just pretend like nothing happened. Okay here are my options.
1. pretend like nothing happened. (which will not be good.) so scratch that.
2. Act like everything is normal, and just act natural. Well we can scratch that too. Its hard to act 'normal' when I'm freaking out.
Or
3. we could continue where we left off yesterday......
Ugh perverted mind. God no.... none of these are actually going to solve anything.
God if you love me, please get me out of this... I sat up in my bed, and turned to see Marky standing in my doorway.
"We need to talk." Thanks so much God...
