Originally written in 2007
Don't lie to me little brother, I know you do not wish to kill me. If you really wished to kill me, you would have done it a long time ago. You stand there glaring at me with vengeful eyes. I shall not be deceived by such a glare. If you want to kill me, here I am! I am right here little brother! Show me all the power you have!
You can't kill me, can you? You don't despise me; you heart me. Instead of hating me, you adore me and you want me to be your lover. You only ever thought of me. I know you; you are my brother. I've known you longer than anyone. Nobody shall ever know you better than me.
So how would you react if I kissed you? I think you would like it; you will succumb and melt on my lips. You will implode on my right shoulder. Violently hugging me, begging me for something more. I shall be there, smiling as my predictions are proven to be correct.
I know you'll love it. You'll be screaming for it! Kisses planted on your neck. My fingers are constantly fondling every inch of your body. Succumb to it. Succumb to my words and melt. I want you to scream my name. I order you to dream of me and love me.
Say it now! Or I'll make the words come out of your mouth! Let me love you! Let me fill you with a sheer desire of me!
We both have lived lives in pain, agony and suffering. Pain is what makes us love. Pain is what makes us hate. Pain is what makes us human. We can only be human beings. So, are you ready or not?
We are brothers after all.
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Pen Beneath The Bush
Short StoryA collection of Flash fictions and short stories including fanfiction I've written over the years.
