LOGINI felt the tears starting to take over me but I wouldn't let them fall. Brian was my mother's brother who watched me as a child and one day he no longer saw a child. My small breasts were becoming fuller and my dancer legs and firm butt were all he'd stare at.
On my 15 birthday he picked me up from practice while mom was maybe somewhere drunk and dad was at work. He took me home and decided to come in, and I saw the cupcakes he left on the counter top and a card with a coupon for a daddy daughter date. I didn't see him staring at me but I felt him and I wanted to get upstairs and change. I told him mom would be here soon and he didn't need to stay but he insisted.
I went upstairs to change and just as I undressed I saw him watching me from the doorway with a look in his eye. I turned to him covering myself but that didn't do me any good. Brian, entered my room and closed the door locking it behind him and my heart was beating fast because I knew what he was about to do. Before I could think to grab something to hit him with he was on top of me staring and practically salivating as tears filled my eyes. He put his hands to his mouth to signal me to be quiet and I begged him please but my begging only egged him on. Brian, turned me over on my stomach and his hand covered my mouth as he unzipped his pants and entered my ass with no remorse.
I flailed and fought until I realized I was helpless. I stilled and he finished with loud grunts and a hand pressed against my face. When he got off of me he said, "Now you can finally stop teasing me."
I laid there until the front door closed and I was sure I was alone. I showered and scrubbed my body until I was red and my skin felt like it was close to falling off. I entered my bedroom with my robe on and I almost broke again when I saw the blood on the bed. I quickly removed the sheets and flipped the mattress. But even after the new sheets and the bed was made I couldn't sleep in the bed. I put on my pajamas and went to my father's office.
I laid on the cold leather couch and curled up with the moonlight shining in on me. I jumped up when I heard the doorknob turn, and there she stood. Brian's drunk sister. She looked disheveled and barely there. She didn't speak she just shut the door and passed out on the floor where my father found her.
"Cassidy!" I shook the memories away as I heard my mother call my name. "We're ready to head out to lunch let's go!"
"I'm ok, I'll just stay here and get my room together." I say holding back the tears.
"Are you sure sweetheart?" Maxwell, says.
"Yeah, I'm not hungry."
I left out of the bathroom and continued exploring. I entered the first room across from the bathroom and I saw the perfectly made bed and the sports memorabilia on the walls and dresser. I walk over to the desk and pick up the picture of Maxwell, a beautiful woman, and a young boy.
Maxwell, is much younger so I assume this was taken many years ago and the young boy has the sweetest smile I'd ever seen. I could tell he was happy in that moment and he reminded me of myself many moons ago.
"Where you're from it's ok to snoop through people's belongings?" A husky voice says from behind me.
"I wasn't snooping." I say defensively as I watch the tall sandy haired man in the doorway with his arms folded.
"Yeah sure you weren't" he says rolling his eyes. "I'm Shane, and you must be Cass?"
"Cassidy." I say standing my ground.
"Whatever you say princess." He says throwing his hands up in surrender. "You're kind of cute."
I instantly feel uncomfortable with his comment and want to hide from his gaze. He walks towards me and I freeze instantly but my breathing increases as he circles me. He stops behind me and moves a stray hair away from my ear and my breath catches.
"Get out." He says but as I try to move my feet he catches me by the waist and speaks into my ear. "Stay out of my room or else." With his threat he lets me go and I walk shakily out of his room and into mine.
I close the door behind me and fall back into it as I stand trying to catch my breath. I hear his door slam and I jump from the loud bang.
"What the fuck was that?" I say to myself as I run my hands through my hair.
I shook my head in disbelief and stood watching his door waiting for something. What? I have no clue but I waited. Finally, snapping back to reality on shaky legs I made my way to my room.."What just happened?" I say aloud. "Did he just- did I just?" I say as lie in bed looking up at the ceiling.I was mentally disheveled just thinking about what had just taken place. There was one thing I could take away from his viewing and that was his tattoos. Shane has a tattoo that I believe is in Spanish, right on his deep V. A Google search of word meanings ended up keeping me up the rest of that first night. But not all was lost once I found the meaning."Amante duro." Google translation speaks into my headphones. "Hard lover." I swallowed hard because I could imagine how rough he could be with his lovers.Dawn breaks and I finally drift off to sleep with my stepbrother heavy on my mind.
Butterflies swarmed in my stomach as I stared out at Shane and what I assume his friend shirtless moving boxes in the Florida heat. I couldn't make out Shane's tattoo from here but I knew it looked tribal. I just prayed that they would all ignored me and I could run into the house without any interaction."Hey Shane and Will! Come meet Beverly and Cassidy!" Maxwell called out and I could have smacked him in the back of his full head of hair.I tried to just wave and get into the house before the two of them could come our way but Beverly just had to ruin it."Cassi! Don't be rude.""Hey I'm William, but people call me Will."The tall blonde haired man said reaching his hand out to me. His eyes were a deep blue and his skin was tan and creamy."Hey I'm Cassidy.""Welcome to West Palm, you love it here and if you need anything, I'm your man." He said with a wink
I let out a breath that I felt was stuck in my lungs since I first set eyes on Shane. I looked around the pastel purple room and I was seconds from vomiting. I hadn't like the color purple in years."My mother really doesn't know me." I say rolling my and shaking my head. Turning to touch the knob I felt hesitation wash over me."Come on Cass, he's just another trust fund jock."I peeked into the hallway and the coast was clear. I darted to the steps and quickly out the front door right into a leggy redhead with piercing green eyes."Who the fuck are you?""Who the fuck are you?" I say defensively. The redhead brushes pass me and quickly starts to call out Shane's name. "Um I don't remember inviting you in?"The redhead looked me over and with a raised brow and arms crossed defensively I stare back. Clearly she's trying too hard with a barely there jean skirt and a criss
I felt the tears starting to take over me but I wouldn't let them fall. Brian was my mother's brother who watched me as a child and one day he no longer saw a child. My small breasts were becoming fuller and my dancer legs and firm butt were all he'd stare at.On my 15 birthday he picked me up from practice while mom was maybe somewhere drunk and dad was at work. He took me home and decided to come in, and I saw the cupcakes he left on the counter top and a card with a coupon for a daddy daughter date. I didn't see him staring at me but I felt him and I wanted to get upstairs and change. I told him mom would be here soon and he didn't need to stay but he insisted.I went upstairs to change and just as I undressed I saw him watching me from the doorway with a look in his eye. I turned to him covering myself but that didn't do me any good. Brian, entered my room and closed the door locking it behind him and my heart was beating fast becaus
There were times in my life that I never got along with my mother and after my father passed away we became oil and vinegar. My father hasn't been in the ground for more than a year and she's already moving on to who she says is mister perfect. And now we have to move in with mister perfect and his perfect son whom I already know I'm going to hate."Cassidy, I told you that I needed help packing the kitchen.""Do it yourself.""Watch your mouth young lady, I really don't know what I'm going to do with you.""You could just leave me here, and I'll be just fine.""Oh so tell me since when being 17 means you can live on your own?""Emancipate me."I watch my mother's brows furry as anger seeps in but I don't budge. I don't want to move to some uppity ass town full of know it alls and jerks who measure their dicks by the size of their trust fund."If yo