Spices

1 ~ I'm In Love With My Sister. So What?

I'm in love with my sister. So what?

She's pretty. She's sweet. She's kind. She's everything anyone could ever want. So you can't fucking blame me.

Her short blonde-yellow hair. How it gets all messy and she tries to fix it before completely giving up. How she tries putting it up in a ponytail and then small pieces of hair fall in front of her face and she does nothing to stop it.

Her lips. Not too thin. Not too full. Perfect. And when she smiles they look even more perfect.

Her pale white skin. So smooth and beautiful. Not a single blemish showing.

How could you not be in love with such a beautiful woman?

I'm in love with my sister. But I shouldn't be. It's not something that's considered normal. If she were my step sister then maybe I'd be a little more on the side of making her mine. But she's my sister. Blood-related sister.

She'd never love me back. She couldn't. She shouldn't. I'm her brother. You can't be in love with your sibling. Right?

Then why? Why do I have to be in love with my sister? It's not normal, nor is it right. Why couldn't she be some random girl on the streets? The girl I'd have to approach and tell her how beautiful she is before offering my number?

I first developed my feeling for my sister, Hailey, the day her first boyfriend broke up with her. She came to me crying 'cause some fucking guy broke her heart. That was a year ago.

That was the day I realized how amazing she was. How could someone dump an amazing girl like her?

But, I shouldn't have gained feelings for her. It's not what brothers and sisters do. They don't fall in love with each other.

To distract me from my fucking beautiful sister, I use other girls. I originally thought it would erase the memory of Hailey. That I'd get with some girl and then magically fall in love with her and forget about Hailey. That's never happened. And it never will. Girls are merely just a distraction. A distraction from the one person you love. They are made to forget.

I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. I sit up to grab it. I glance at the contact. Great~. It's Victoria. "Hello?" I answer.

"Where were you last night?" She shouted into the phone angry. Victoria is a regular toy of mine. She's in love with me. Beyond in love with me, so it's easy to get what I want with her.

I peer over to Natalie sleeping next to me. I smirk and spin her long, dark hair around my finger. "At home."

"You said you were coming over," Victoria continued to scream.

"Well, I'm sorry, Victoria. I ended up having some school work. I wouldn't want to have to get a tutor. If I got a tutor I wouldn't be able to see you as often." Girls are easy. If you know how to talk, you can get anything and convince them anything.

"I understand," her voice simmered. "But, you can always come to me for help. Like a studying session."

"Those eventually stray far from study sessions Victoria." I get up out of whoever's bed I'm sitting in and go searching around for a few of my clothes.

"I'd be fine with that," she said in a 'seductive' tone. Victoria doesn't know this but, she's really bad at trying to be sexy. She does the weird voice lowering thing but it does not turn any guy on in the slightest.

"You wouldn't be when I have to get a tutor 'cause we do more fucking than studying."

"Whatever. What about tonight? Please~."

I placed my shirt over my shoulders buttoning some of the buttons. "I'll think about it."

"Alright then. Next time tell me when you get busy, please. You left me all alone in your favorite lingerie." I don't have a favorite lingerie on her. She doesn't even know how to pick out good lingerie that looks good with her body.