Up in flames

Settling in

2 weeks later

It almost feels like home, granted it's not as big and as personalised as my old house was but at least it's not burnt to a crisp. Breakfast is placed on the table like every morning; he of course isn't there, apparently if you have a job you don't really get that many days to grieve your loved ones. I on the other hand don't have to attend the last week of school, I want to, I just want to go back to normal but the school board decided normal isn't really good for now. I told the truth, I mean I still miss them but my head feels clearer with time past. As I take my last sip of orange juice I notice a gift bag at the end of the kitchen table. I reach out and take it, it's clothes and a letter. The letter reads:

I thought it was time that you got your own clothes you can't keep living in my overgrown shirts. Be dressed by lunch we can grab something to eat at the mall while you shop for more clothes.

Love Your brother.

Al my clothes burned in the fire. Your brother, did he have to sign it with that like I need a reminder. These past few weeks I had to restrain myself from doing something stupid like kiss him. I look at the clothes; it's a pale blue dress with a black leather jacket and black boots. He guessed my style perfectly; even my mum couldn't do that. I get dressed and check the time 13:00 he'll be here in no time. I can hear the door open and I change my sitting position to something more seductive, this is wrong, I relax.

"Hey, you ready." He's dressed like always in a baggy knitted shirt and a jean he doesn't really care how the public perceives him.

"Yeah" I reply putting a stray strand of hair behind my ear. I follow him to his car in silence and get in, we haven't really gotten a chance to talk like we should've and bond.

He parks the car in front of the mall and we go to a coffee shop and eat something.

"So what is your day job" I try to initiate the conversation.

"I'm an English teacher"

"That explains all the books in your house."

"Our...Our house, remember?"

"Right."

"You seem so uncomfortable around me, why?"

"I don't know, I guess it feels like you can see right through me, see things about me I became so good at hiding." I blurt out.

He looks into my eyes and takes my hand in his, "Why does that scare you so much?"

There's that feeling again, that warm feeling in my tummy, "Because if that's true it means you can see the bad too."

"I think you have different and bad confused." As he says this he uses his free hand to stroke my cheek. The warm feeling reaches my ears and it almost feels like my ears are buzzing. This feeling can't be limited to only me he has to feel it too. He soon realises his mistake and hastily pulls his hand away, "We should probably get started."

We shopped, we'll I shopped and he patiently waited for me and then we went home.

"Are you up for a movie?"

"Yeah, sure. Just let me put my clothes away." Of course I wanted to watch a movie with him, safely snuggled up in his arms.

When I'm done I plop on to the coach next to him but keep my distance. "what are we watching?"

"A horror."

"Ooo, I love horrors" I say with my most sinister smile.

"Haha, look at you little miss evil" our eyes meet and I just can't help myself, I go in for a kiss.......and he kisses me back. He snakes his arm around my waste and deepens the kiss. My hands wander under his shirt and I explore his six-pack. He pulls pack

"We shouldn't be doing this"  He looks tense, wound up. "I want to kiss you, I want to take you to my bed and make you mine but it's wrong."

 "It feels wrong to ignore this feeling inside me"

"I know but there's so many things wrong here. You're my sister, I'm your guardian, your 16 and I'm 26."

"You can see straight through me so you know none of those things matter to me!" My fists are clenched and we were both on our feet.

"It does to society!" Whoa, this is our first fight

"Socie'xty doesn't have to know I whisper softly as I run to my room and lock it.