He's my brother

Chapter Twenty

So, things got a little crazy after that. Jordan's mum became a little - well, obsessed with keeping me and Jordan apart.
She booked a week off work, got the lock removed from the bathroom door and kept giving us separate chores to do or errands to run.
Non of it made any sense to me at all.
Booking a week off work to watch us like we were prisoners might give her some kind of reassurance but this is the real world and she will have to go back to work.
Taking the lock off the bathroom door? That doesn't even make sense to the insanist of all insane people. Seriously, what does she think we're going to do? Have sex in the shower? I'm not planning to have my first time standing up in a shower cubicle, thank you very much!
As for the endless chores and errands - where is she even getting all of her ideas from? She literally sent me on an 'errand' yesterday to go to a craft store on the other side of town to pick up her order of personalised knitting needles... I have never once seen her knit. Ever!

Anyways, today is the last day that she has booked off of work and you can literally see the anxiety in the way she sits, walks, stands - whatever. She's not saying anything to us but I know that she's dreading leaving us in the house alone together.
It's pathetic really.
No, I'm not saying it's pathetic that she doesn't want us to have sex. I'm saying it's pathetic that she thinks that is what we will do as soon as she steps out of the door.

Me and Jordan haven't even so much as hugged since we found out what was what. Seriously, it's driving me crazy! It's not even that I want to do anything remotely sexual with him... I just want to be able to comfort him and have him comfort me as we are both going through this huge thing together. But it's like I've become invisible since that kiss during breakfast last week. He barely even looks at me when we pass each other on the way to the bathroom and our texting has stopped.

I hate this so much. I just want to know what's going through his head but he barely even speaks to me now. I don't know if it's for his mother's sake or what but I need tomorrow to hurry up so I can do everything in my power to make it stop!

Later in the day

"Okay kids, today was my last day off work so I thought we would have a movie night tonight" she said, smiling at us over her plate of stew and mashed potatoes.
Skeptically I looked from her to Jordan and shrugged my shoulders. Between her fake smile and his distant look I figured it was a better option than another chore or a night alone in my room.

So, we settled down on the sofa with Jordan's mum sat up straight in the middle of us. It's not like I didn't expect it but still, I could have  screamed.
We watched the frozen sing along and as I painfully endured her sing each and every word I wish I had opted for a night alone in my room after all.