Abnormal

3

It was the best day of my life. No, we didn't have sex. Maybe that was why it was the best because Lucas said he valued me and wanted to take this kind of intimacy slow. Fucking at the first opportunity we found seemed very cheap to him. We did not go further than kissing and necking with the effect of alcohol. We chose to evaluate the film after the cinema, disorganize the room of his older brother who left home for the university, and then to create a music feast with a discordant classical guitar and our off-key sounds. We had an unsuccessful attempt to cook, but even the ability to feed ourselves was admirable. We consummated the day by falling asleep with a glass of whiskey in our hands, with me sitting on his lap and hugging him on the sofa in the hall. The things we did were stupid, but everything was great because it was with him. A 14-year-old boy and such maturity ... Who knows what I did in my previous life to deserve him.
Returning home was a bit stressful actually. I resisted Lucas' insistence on giving me a ride. If you ask why my boyfriend's dropping me home after a pleasant night spent together was a problem... the reason for this was the message my dear father sent to our family WhatsApp group at 7 in the morning. He had to fly to New York quickly for his new project. Assuming that my mother will be in the hospital until midnight, it means there is no obstacle to hinder any one of my brothers from having a discussion with Lucas if they were to meet him in front of our house.
I looked at my phone screen to learn what time was it, hoping my mom was still at home so that I may elude the extended query that will take place a little later. She wasn't. It's already 14:00. I think we slept really late.
When I pressed the bell after taking a deep breath, I did not expect the door to open in 3 seconds and see Alex too. He was one of the alternatives of course, but a naked Alex? I did not imagine that. There was this heavy metal sound coming from the inside. I really wonder what happens when men come together.
"You're late, little lady." and that left eyebrow which was slightly raised ...
"You're naked, big boy."
Well, he wasn't laughing. I wiped the idiotic smirk off my face and went inside. What was this noise...Sabaton? Really? Who believes they are 30 years old. Jesus.
Obviously, a naked Gustaf wasn't so unexpected after the first shock. I greeted him with a smile. I adore him because I know he really cares for my well being. When he saw me he smiled too, and grasped at something blue which I assumed was a boxer from the other side of the sofa.
I was stepping into my room as quickly as possible, then Alex stopped me. His finger was pointing out somewhere around my neck.
"Aren't we going to talk about this?"
I understood what he said. I had completely forgotten that a bruise may have occurred though. Lucas sucked on my neck while making out but I didn't realize he was that harsh. Rolling my eyes, I answered.
"I have to take a shower. Then you can question me."
The icy eyes didn't look like tolerating my attitude.
"Take a shower. As soon as you're done, get back here."
I opened the door of my room half nervous, half relaxed and locked it instantly. I got rid of my backpack and the coat I was wearing. When I entered the bathroom, what I saw was enough to make me scream but I refrained from it. Bill with a boxer sitting on my toilet seat. What more will I be witnessing today?
"I texted you last night. Why didn't you reply my messages?"
He was sitting in my bathroom, on my toilet seat and I was the one who was questioned as if this was all so normal?
"What the hell are you doing here?"
It was as if he didn't hear me. He was busy harassing my neck with his eyes.
"Is this what I think it is?"
No. I don't want to deal with that right now.
"I'm going to take a shower, Bill."
He certainly did not hear me. His eyes, examining my neck, looked at my eyes for a second and then the door. Get out. Yes.
"You really push my limits, Elsa."
I wasn't expecting him to lock the fucking door and squeeze me in his arms. Well, I knew I was stupid for waiting him to get out, but there was no explanation for what was happening now.
"Are you nuts!"
While he was closing my mouth with his shovel-like hand I was struggling to free myself in vain.
"He touched you. He touched you." He sounded definitely scarier when whispering. He turned on the water and then the same hand found my shorts. Didn't we go through this scene yesterday? I couldn't stop him. It was obvious that the strange noises trying to get out of my mouth had no use, but I panicked and didn't know what to do. He must have gone crazy. My shorts were already on the ground. My shirt and bra ensued them. He never spoke while doing these things, never. Suddenly I found myself lying on my back in the bathtub, he was on top of me. My body, which came into contact with cold water, trembled. He didn't even notice it. He was breathing rapidly. He preferred to tear my small tanga by pulling it. Animal. He had to stop. The fear was about to give way to accepted desperation. He did not stop. My eyes were filled with so much tears that I couldn't even see his manhood when he took off the boxer. He suddenly found my eyes, standing still. And I couldn't control myself anymore. I was crying madly. This was all I was capable of doing.
He tried to penetrate into me. It was too much for a virgin to handle. Even I didn't hear my own screams. He clenched his teeth and cursed at me. I thought I would faint when he pushed it all in me. His size was unbearable. I wanted to yell at him to stop so much. I can't take this. Bill. This is madness.
"Slut, why are you crying. This was what you wanted, wasn't it?"
No, stop. It hurts. You are my brother.
He removed his goddamn hands for one second, and found his old place before I could even pronounce A of Alex. He turned my body around. I could no longer see him and his disgusting face. He clenched my wrists behind me. Didn't my vagina bleed? Or did he notice this? Would this stop him if he noticed? He continued his torture this time with my anus. I realized there was nothing that could come up to the pain I just felt. Why wasn't Gustaf diving into my room right now? Why wasn't Alex not calling for Bill? I needed them right now. Alex had to come and once again question me for making out with Lucas. Right now.
"He can't touch you. Nobody can touch you. Understood?"
He kept speaking to himself. I didn't even understand most of what I heard. My eyes were focused on the white tub. I was trying not to feel the pain. I convinced myself that I was somewhere else. I wasn't even trying to get rid of him anymore. Nothing was meaningful. I tried to think of a song that would keep my brain busy, couldn't find any. Maybe my thinking skill was completely lost. I remember blacking out a couple of times. But I don't know exactly when I lost my consciousness.