SHE AIN'T LIKE A SISTER NO MORE

CHAPTER TWO ~ "YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SAYING

JUSTIN
"How many is that?" Chase asks me, as I watch Jen pour herself another drink.
"Six..." I mumble back. "...but she's ok man, I got her. You go have fun!"
"Ya sure?" He says, eyebrows raised.
"Dude...fuck off. Go have fun. I won't drink anymore. I got this." I reply, shoving his head away from me.
"Thanks man. You're the only person I trust with her. I know you'd never let anyone hurt her. My dad would be proud of you. Thank you." He says, his eyes never leaving Jen.
I can't lie, my heart drops a little, then swells within me. "I know man. Now get the fuck outta here with your pussy ass deep and meaningful shit." I laugh, giving him a knowing side glance. He laughs, then pulls me in for a bro hug, before disappearing upstairs, probably to get on the bong.
I sit on the back of the couch, and watch Jen dancing to 'Naked' by Kevin McCall and Big Sean. Good song. I'd be up there dancing too if I wasn't watching her. I decide it's not a bad thing to be doing, as she begins shaking her ass and singing along, bouncing to the beat. She's dancing with 3 other girls, but I can't seem to take my eyes off of her. I put it down to the whole big brother over protective thing, although I know deep down that isn't it. I watch carefully as a guy walks up behind Jen and wraps his arms around her waist, grinding against her ass. I see her body stiffen, even from how far away she is from me. What can I say?! I know her.
Hold up...shit about to go down.
I storm across the living room, pushing a few drunk fucks out of the way. Jens eyes land on me, and instantly widen. She knows what's coming.
"Get your mother fuckin' dirty hands off of her now!" I growl angrily.
"Bro, she's good. Fuck off, I found her sexy ass first!" He replies, an arrogant smirk on his ugly face.
"Jen...come here now." I say, my eyes not leaving this faggot with his arms wrapped around her. She struggles from his grip, and comes to stand beside me. "Justin, people are staring..." she says softly, although I can still hear her melodic voice over the loud music.
"I don't fuckin' care." I reply, still staring at this fucker.
"Man, I could've had some fun with her! Bet she's dirty as fuck in bed!" He says, looking her up and down, licking his lips.
I hear Jens breathing hitch beside me, and before I know it, I've taken a few strides towards him, and punched him in the nose with all my power. I watch as he falls to the ground, blood already pouring from his nose. I get down to his level, grabbing the collar of his shirt, making him look at me. "If you touch her, or so much as even look at her again, I will fucking kill you. Do you understand me?" I spit, with anger. He laughs a little, and shakes his head. Does this kid think I'm kidding right now?!
I pull him back, and slam his head against the wall, putting a whole in the plaster. "I fucking get it you psycho ass mother fucker!" He yells, pushing my hands away.
He's right. When it comes to her, I am a psycho ass mother fucker, best believe that!
I turn and walk towards Jen, draping my arm over her shoulder, pulling her along with me. "You okay?" I ask, taking her into the kitchen.
"Yeah...I think I'm good to go home now." She says, and looks up at me with drunken eyes. I feel my heart skip a beat, when she rests her head against my chest.
I've been feeling different towards Jen for a while now. I've known her since I was 6 years old, when Chase and I started school together. I remember thinking she was cute but annoying. Chase and I would be playing with our action figures, and she'd come in with her box full of barbies, wanting to play with us. The only thing I liked about it at the time was looking at the barbies boobs. Looking back, I guess I've always been a boobs man. As she got older, we became good friends. Then her father asked me to look after her while he was on his death bed. I'd always been protective of her, but as she got older and I started noticing guys looking at her, my protectiveness reached a new level.
However, I knew why those boys were looking. No matter what, I couldn't ignore the fact that Jen was growing into a beautiful young woman, with curves developing in all the right places. I swear to god, Chase would kill me if he could hear my thoughts about his little sister sometimes. He always tries to tell me I'm her brother too, and it makes me feel weird. Let's just say, the way I feel about her sometimes, is definitely not how a brother should feel about his little sister.
Bringing myself back to the moment, I realize Jen is dozing against my chest, throwing me briefly back to that beautiful morning I woke up to her safely wrapped around my body. As awkward as that was, for so many reasons, I'd never forget the feeling of her beautiful body pressed against mine in the most perfect way. Even if I only enjoyed it for 2 seconds before I went into panic mode and pushed her off.
Fuck, if Chase ever found out about how hard I was for his little sister that morning...he'd kill me. No doubt about that!
"Jen..." I say softly, moving her hair from her face.
"Take me home J." She whispers back, sending shivers down my spine.
Holy fuck.
"We have to find Chase." I say, smiling softly as she wraps her arms around my waist. I knew it was only because she was drunk.
I guess you could say we have a love/hate relationship. What she doesn't understand is that every single thing I ever do is to protect her. I know how guys think of her. Hell, I fucking think of her like that... I'd kill any fucker who had the thoughts that I do about her.
"Fuck Chase. Take me home and put me to bed." She mumbles into my shirt.
Fuck. Me. Sideways. She needs to stop saying things like that, in that sexy sleepy voice of hers. She has no idea of what she's doing to me.
"Stop Jen." I say gently.
"Stop what?" She asks, lifting her head to look at me, with furrowed eyebrows.
"You can't say shit like that." I say, staring back into her bright blue eyes.
"Why not?! I'm just telling you what I want!" She says, her warm breath landing on my neck.
A moan escapes me, as I stare back at the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. "You're drunk!" I say, my voice coming out husky. Luckily for her, she probably won't remember this tomorrow. Sadly for me, it'll be all I think about for weeks to come.
"Am not." She replies, looking up at me, her gorgeous lips in a little pout.
"Yes you are. You don't know what you're saying!" I reply, my hands in my pockets where they've stayed the entire time she's rested against me. The sudden realization of the fact that my cock is pressed against her stomach, I feel myself start to harden instantly.
"I do know that I've wanted you since I can remember." She whispers, staring straight back into my eyes, almost penetrating my soul.
Holy fucking shit. I am now hard as fuck against her stomach, and I'm hoping this too, will be my memory only, and not hers.
"Fuck Jen, don't do this to me!" I groan before I even know what I'm saying, bringing my hands up to run through my hair.
"Pretty sure you want me too...at least one part of you does..." she says, with a sudden slight roll of her hips. No one else would have noticed the tiny movement, but I knew it was there. I felt her lower stomach muscles tighten against my hard cock that was almost begging for her.
"Jen...fuck." I whisper, my head dropping down to rest on her shoulder. I placed my hands back in my pockets. They were fighting to touch her, but I knew it was wrong.
I'm broken from my lust filled haze when my phone started ringing in my pocket, sending vibrations against my dick, making my knees almost collapse with the sudden sensation. Jen lets out a little giggle, and steps backwards, giving me room to get my hand into my pocket. I can't help but whimper at the sudden loss of contact with Jen. "Yeah?" I ask into the phone, clearing my throat and leaning over the bench to hide my hard on. I hear Jen giggle behind me, and I shoot her a knowing smirk with a slow shake of my head.
"Where you at bro? Is Jen ok?" Chase asks.
"We're in the kitchen, and..." I turn around and sneak a side glance at Jen, my stomach twisting in the most amazing way. "...she's good. She's ready to go home though, so you ready?" I ask, shoving my hand down my pants and fixing myself whilst hidden behind the bench.
"Uhhhh...listen, I might go back to Britneys...I mean...if that's ok? Do you think you could take care of Jen for me?" He says.
'Fuck oath I can take care of her...' I think to myself, before shaking it from my mind.
"Yeah man, I'll drop her home."
"Mom is away...can you stay?" I hear.
What the fuck are these people trying to do to me?!
"Uhhh...I suppose. When will you be home?" I ask, trying to sound quite blasé about it all, even though my mind was filled about the millions of things Jen and myself could get up to whilst alone for a night.
"In the morning? Britney wants the D man, soooo ahhhh..." I let out a laugh.
"Bro, I've got her. We're good. See you in the morning." I say, hanging up. I turn around to see Jen slumped against the kitchen cupboards, and automatically think about how freezing her ass and thighs must be on the cold kitchen floor. I take a second to admire her, although I feel awful because she's completely out of it. I let out a sigh, and walk towards her, easily lifting her up and placing her legs around my waist.
"J?" She asks ever so quietly. Fuck I love when she calls me that. Such a rare thing, but it does strange things to me.
"Yeah baby, it's me. I got you." I reply, placing my hand on the back of her head, and gently pushing her head into the crook of my neck.
"Hmmm. I like you calling me baby." She moans in the sexiest voice I've ever heard from her, making my dick twitch for her once again.
"Sssh. Go to sleep." I mumble, placing my hand on the doorknob. I close the front door quietly behind me, as Jens legs grip around my waist tightly.
Fuck fuck fuck! Yep, there he is again...fuck! Sometimes I hate the fact I'm a guy, and hate the fact my dick betrays me so often. Especially when it comes to her!
I suddenly feel her warm breath against my neck, making me stop dead in my tracks. "Fuck baby, what am I gonna do with you?" I mumble, inhaling the beautiful scent of her hair.
"Mmm...whatever you want to do with me J." She mumbles back.
Fuck! I thought she was asleep! Fuck! Did she just tell me...holy fucking jesus mother fucking christ!
"Please Jen...no more." I say gently, pulling my keys from my back pocket, and holding her ass in my other hand.
"Don't touch what you can't afford Bieber!" She says, making me chuckle.
I open the passenger door and lean down, gently placing her on the seat. I lean over her to buckle the seatbelt, and turn my head. Shit. My lips are so close to hers right now. "You okay Princess?" I ask, pulling away from her a little. She responds with a content sigh, making me smile. I place a little peck on her forehead, before closing the car door and climbing into the driver's seat. I start the car, and begin the short drive home.
Tomorrow morning will be interesting...