Nemesis: A Love Story

HUGH

He's tired. He's pissed off. He's just had a huge fight with this little sister. He came home to find her sprawled out on his bed having sex with that fucking loser, Travis. A punk from the neighbourhood. He'd grabbed Travis by his ankles and dragged him off and out of his sister.
She in response had tried to defend her boyfriend of the month.
It only took a punch to Travis jaw to quiet him and a firm hand squeeze on his sisters elbow to quiet her.
He dragged her roughly into the tv room. Thrusting her sideways onto the couch.
His sister, Claire, 5 years his junior at 18, looks defiantly up at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears.
"Let me go check on Travis." She demands starting to rise.
"Sit your ass down."
He warns her with a look.
"Why do you have to be such an asshole all the time???"
"Why do you have to be such a little slut all the time?" He asks back taking a swig of his beer.
"I learned from the best big brother" she sneers.
That sets him off and he throws his beer across the room making a move towards her. She bolts passed him and dashes up the stairs. He's close at her heels but she makes it into the bathroom locking the door.
He slams his fist several times against the wood drawing blood on his knuckles.
"Who do you think pays all the bills around here you ungrateful little bitch!!! Keeps a roof over your head! Pays for the food you stuff in your big mouth! If you want to spread your legs so often why don't you ask money for it. It'd be more honest!"
"fuck you, Hugh"
No. FUCK YOU.
He punches the door once more to make a point and storms down the stairs. He locks eyes with Travis.
"I catch you with my sister again. I'll end you. You understand"
Travis nods. Holding his broken jaw.
Now he enters the pool hall, needing to work off some pent up energy.
He hates fighting with Claire.
He hates how angry he gets at her.
Her recklessness terrifies him.
He'd never admit it to her.
She's the only blood he has left.
He knocks back three shots in succession. A blissful daze slowly starting to take effect.
His phone buzzes in his pocket.

Claire
I'm sorry bro

Hugh
I know. Don't let it happen again.

He sighs glad he won't be coming home to more nonsense tonight. Claire might give him a few days piece at least. His eyes drift across the pool hall.
Looking.
Looking.
Awww there she is.
A slow seductive smile plays across his face. He bites his lip about to make his way over.
His phone buzzes again.
Annoyed he decides to turn it off but sees the name.

Megan
Baby, I miss you so much. I need you. Need to hear your voice. Tomorrow night? Please.

He sighs at the message and looks across the room again.
He sees her.
She sees him.
He types a quick response.
He has to play his part in the game as well.

Hugh
Fuck baby I miss u 2. I can't wait to feel u. Taste u. I want to fuck U so bad. I'm getting hard just thinking about u.
Tomorrow. ❤️

He shoots off the text without a second thought and lifts his gaze. Locking on his prey.
And with a smile he moves slowly forward to claim his prize.