Being Normal 2
By: Sister Seducto
Summary: Alicia had sex with her brother Ryan in order to “cure” him of his sexual cravings for her. Not to mention their siblings are still carrying on a secret affair. Is the reunion, and the attraction Alicia and Ryan feel for each other, destined to end badly?
The next morning Ryan stood over my bed, dressed in nothing but baby blue boxers.
“Alicia, wake up,” he whispered, shaking me vigorously. “Alicia? I need help, baby sis.”
“What?” I asked, groggily, as I woke up, my eyes beginning now to focus on his face. “What's the emergency?”
He pointed down to his crotch. I noticed his boxers were tented by a massive hard-on.
“Oh God, what is this?” I cried. “I've already done all I'm gonna do to help you with this! I mean, I actually had sex with you last night! Do you realize how crazy that is? You are supposed to be over this now! That was the whole point!”
“I am. I am over it! I swear!” he said. “Well, mostly.”
“Mostly?” I cried, at a complete loss.
“It's just that I have this one last fantasy. If you help me with it, I am sure I can get over it completely,” he said, giving me big puppy dog eyes.
I sat up and let out a sleepy groan, but resigned myself to the situation. “Okay, what do you want to do?”
“Can you suck on it a little?” he asked, with an inviting little smile.
“What?!” I cried, making him jump.
“Shh! Okay, I shouldn't have asked that. You don't have to suck on it. Can you just rub your face on it, though?” he asked, looking super hopeful.
I ran my hand through my hair, lost. How did things become like this?
“Ryan, I think this is making things worse, not better.”
“No no no, seriously, I promise. It's so much better. You just have to do this one last thing because I always fantasize about it when I jack off and now I can't even get turned on with my girlfriend unless I think about it, but if you do it for me I won't have to think about it anymore.”
“Okay,” I said, deciding that just giving in would be easier than trying to make sense of what he just said. “You are lucky I love you, because this is so crazy.”
“I know,” he said, pushing down his shorts and letting his hard cock spring free, ready for my attention. “But really, you are the best for doing this for me. You are the best sister in the world. No, you are the best sister in the entire history of sisters.”
Once again the praise went to my head in a major way.
“Yeah, you better think so,” I smirked, wrapping my hand around his cock. I stroked it a bit and then began to rub my face on it like he wanted me to. The whole time he was freaking out, saying it was so awesome and so hot and I was so pretty. He must have really been enjoying it because his dick was rock hard.
“Rub your lips on it,” he whispered.
I puckered up and rubbed my soft lips on the head, then trailed them down his shaft and back up. He sighed and ran his hand into my hair, content to watch me rub my face and lips all over his engorged dick. He started thrusting his hips, sliding it against my cheek and my mouth. It started to leak, I could feel the wetness smear on my face.
“Why is it leaking?” I asked.
“It's precum, because I'm so so so turned on right now. You have no idea. Don't stop?”
I was curious about this precum stuff and I wanted to see what it was like. So I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock. The taste was interesting but I liked it, it turned me on. And Ryan obviously didn't mind me licking on him. He asked me to do it again, so I did. Once I saw how much he liked it and how it didn't really feel weird at all, I began to lick all over his cock. Then I went a step further and took the head into my mouth. He sucked in a breath through his teeth. Encouraged by this, I started to slowly suck his cock.
“Oh my God, I can't believe this is finally happening. That feels so good,” he said.
I could not stop sucking it, I was getting more and more turned on by what I was doing. By that point I was taking as much of his cock into my mouth as I could and running my tongue all over it then bobbing my head up and down as my mouth slid up and down his shaft.
I added my hand to the mix, using it as an extension of my mouth to keep all of his cock stimulated at the same time. He really seemed to like it. I could feel his hips jerk as I worked his hard cock faster.
“Let me cum in your mouth?” he asked. “Just open your mouth, sweetie. Yes just like that...”
I held my mouth open and kept stroking him with my hand. Seconds later his face scrunched up in bliss and his cock throbbed as it spurted a giant gush of cum in my mouth.
“Oh God, yeah,” he groaned, and kept cumming, holding my head and watching as my mouth filled to overflowing with his creamy cum. There was so much it dripped down my chin and the front of my gown.
“Swallow it, baby, please?”
I did. I swallowed what was in my mouth then closed my mouth around the head and took the last remaining little spurts. I then opened my mouth to show him it was empty. He growled low in his throat and suddenly dropped on the bed next to me, grabbing me and kissing me deeply.
“You are so hot, so amazing, so sweet,” he whispered, as he kissed me. Before I knew it he was pushing me back on the bed and climbing on top of me.
“Um Ryan, what are you doing?”
I got my answer when his hands went to my underwear and started to tug them down.
“I just have to have you one last time,” he said. “Raise your hips up?”
“But Ryan, you said that – Hey, what are you – Stop that,” I said, squirming as he managed to get my panties over my ass.
“Just one last time?” he pleaded, pushing my gown up and dipping his head down to take my breast in his mouth. He was kissing and licking and sucking all over my tit. Goddammit, that felt good. While he was sucking on my other tit and flicking my nipple with his tongue he worked a hand between my legs to stroke my clit. “Don't say you don't want me, I can feel how wet you are. Fuck, you get wetter than any girl I have been with. You want this as bad as I do, don't you?”
“I don't think we should...“ I began, but trailed off when he plunged two fingers inside me. Nothing came out of me but a guttural moan as he started to pump them in and out. My pussy was completely overtaking my logic. It wanted Ryan – his fingers, and preferably his cock.
“Oh God, Ryan, I do want you but I don't want to get pregnant.”
“It's okay, I have condoms in my room,” he whispered.
Suddenly I felt a lot less hesitant.
He moved off of me and pulled my panties the rest of the way off then stepped out of his boxers.
“But what if someone hears or walks in?” I asked, suddenly hesitant again.
“It's early, they're all sleep. I checked. Plus I locked the door when I came in. We'll be quiet. This will be just between you and me.”
It seemed so acceptable when he said that. So exciting. This would be something nobody else would know about, just us. It was so tempting. My body was lubricating itself more and more as I thought of having him inside me again.
“This will be the last time, so let's enjoy it, okay?” he asked.
I nodded. “Go get a condom.”
“Okay, let me just make you cum first,” he said.
I was not going to argue with that.
He continued to finger my pussy, using his thumb to rub my clit before plunging his fingers back in deep and pumping me with them. I panted and rocked my hips trying to fuck his hand back as much as I could. He pulled his fingers out and sucked my juices off of them then slid them back in. My pleasure hit a new level.
“Ooh yes, harder,” I said.
He fingerfucked me deep and hard until I came all over his hand, twitching and gasping, trying hard not to scream. I was more than ready for his cock to be inside me now.
Ryan lay on the bed on his back. “Get on top of me, put my dick in you.”
I didn't need a second invitation. I straddled him and guided my pussy to his erection. I eased down on it, feeling it fill me completely.
“Mmm,” Ryan said, grabbing me by the hips and thrusting up into me.
I started to move, humping my hips so I slid up and down on his cock. Ryan was thrusting up into me, following my rhythm. The bed beneath us began to bounce. We both started to pant as we went at it like two people who knew they'd never get another chance. Sweat began to break out on my back as I rocked on top of him.
“Oh yeah. Are you gonna cum?” he asked me.
“Yes!” I cried. I was so close, I could feel it creeping up on me.
“Good. Cum so I can taste it. I'm gonna lick every drop out of you.”
I started to tremble, overwhelmed by the idea of him tonguing the cum out of my hot cunt after his cock had been inside it. I braced my hand on his chest and rode him harder and faster.
“Agh God! Yes,” he groaned in approval. He smacked my ass. “Ride that dick, girl!”
That was exactly what I was doing, riding him like my life depended on it. At the moment nothing else existed but the pleasure his body was bringing me and how near my orgasm was. With each pump of my hips it came closer. Each time I raised up his length and slid back down it I inched further into oblivion.
“Yes yes yes YES,” I gasped, and came in a blinding rush of white hot pleasure, my pussy contracting and sending my juices running down his cock and all the way down onto the bed below.
I was still coming down from heaven when he threw me off of him and spread my legs, shoving his tongue up my pussy. I moaned and sighed. My eyes rolled back in my head. It felt incredible. I'd always heard girls talk about how great it was to get oral sex from a guy. I always thought it could not be that great. At that moment as his tongue circled and flicked against my clit I knew that it really was that great, and greater. I grabbed his head and held it, cooing my appreciation.
“Mm, God your pussy is so sweet,” he said, taking his cock in hand and pumping it while he ate me out. I watched it shoot spurt after spurt of cum onto the bed, and then his tongue swirled over my clit and I was spiraling into another climax.
I was shaking, grunting, panting and squirting, cumming all over his mouth and he was lapping it up like crazy and jerking his cock. It came alive again almost instantly.
“Fuck, you make my dick so fucking hard,” he whispered.
“Let me feel how hard it is. Stick it inside me,” I said, spreading my legs like a wanton slut but not caring.
He moved on top of me between my legs, plunging his cock into me.
He started to ride me hard. It felt so good I couldn't speak. I could only writhe beneath him as his cock thrust deep into my pussy again and again.
“Alicia, Alicia,” he chanted as he pumped me. “Oh my God...I'm gonna cum in your pussy.”
“OH yeah! Wait, what?” I asked, suddenly realizing what he just said.
“Let me cum in you? Just this one time?”
I knew I should say no, but I was so horny for him I wasn't thinking logically. The thought of him cumming in me seemed like the most erotic idea ever. So I nodded. Needing no further encouragement, he plunged into me to the hilt.
“Oh my God, Aaahhhh,” he moaned, tensing up as he started to cum in me.
The pleasure had been slowly building for me for a while now so I started cumming, too. After the orgasms I'd already had this felt unbelievable. I was twitching beneath him and clutching his ass as I thrust my hips against him again and again, knowing he was shooting his cum in me. My legs went all tense and my pussy was squeezing around him so tight in an effort to keep him sucked inside me as far as possible.
“Oh God! Fuck! I'm cumming so hard!” I cried. “Fill my pussy with your cum!”
My orgasm felt like it lasted forever. When I finally came down, Ryan and I just laid there holding each other. Eventually we rolled apart, laying there side by side, both kind of shocked by the intensity of what just happened.
I didn't know what had come over us. I wasn't sure, but I had heard about sex from Amelia plenty of times, and it seemed like the sex we were having was pretty passionate, even by regular couple standards. Considering we were siblings, what did that mean?
“You know I can never be cured, right?” he asked.
I groaned in frustration, my hand creeping over my face. “After everything that you said, now you come out with this?”
“Well, that was before! After what just happened, c'mon,” he said, as if I should just know the game had changed. “That was awesome. No girl has ever fucked me like that. No matter how much they like me or how much they say I turn them on, they never just go nuts on me like that. That's what I need.”
“Ryan, you have to let it go. If we keep doing this everything could be ruined. I am not gonna walk around pregnant with my brother's kid. And I'm not gonna have mom and dad looking at me with disgust because they found out I let you fuck me. That's not the life I want.”
“But we can avoid both of those things!”
“For how long? Did you notice how we forgot the condoms?”
Ryan looked like logic was finally started to dawn on him, but then he looked at me, looked at my boobs, and shook his head.
“No no no. You and me, this is right, I am sure of it,” he said, nodding in certainty.
I huffed and covered my chest, since it was obviously affecting his brain cells.
“Have you forgotten that you have a girlfriend?! Oh, wait, I'm sorry – two girlfriends?!”
“I can break up with them! It's not like I ever loved them!”
“Oh wow! Nice, Mr. Sensitive!”
“Why are you trying to ruin this moment? Everything is perfect! Look at how happy we are,” he said, gesturing between us.
“If this is your idea of perfect, you're a severely fucked up individual!” I ranted.
Ryan looked reprimanded like a puppy that had just been smacked on the nose with a newspaper. It was adorable, but I refused to be moved.
Ryan turned over facing me and pulled me to him, sliding his arms around me.
“Ryan stop,” I protested, but it was only half-hearted.
“Alicia, what's between us is so special. I know you feel it when we're together. You're not just my sister. You're my girl. My baby.”
As cute as it was, that whole speech just enraged me. How could think he could just say that and it would make everything okay? Somebody had to put their foot down and I guessed it was going to have to be me.
“This was the last time, Ryan! Whatever your obsession is with me, just get over it! Find someone else!” I cried, and jumped out of the bed, stomping into the bathroom and slamming the door behind myself.
I slid down on the floor in front of the door, head dropping into my hands and hoping that Ryan would just go back to his room. Eventually I heard footsteps come to a stop by the door.
“I can't just find somebody else,” he said, quietly, through the door. “That's the problem. No matter how hard I try, I can't just replace you.”
Fuck. What the hell were we gonna do?
I heard the bedroom door shut and knew that he had left. I got up and stepped in the shower, wondering if I had ever really believed that doing stuff with him would fix this.
That morning the family had a big pancake breakfast, welcomed even more relatives who'd just arrived to join the festivities, and then we got in a big group to decide what to do that day. A lot of my male cousins wanted to go snowboarding, so they went in their own group with some of my uncles. The rest of us who had decided to have fun in a way with a little less possibility of breaking our faces, headed off to do some horseback riding. We went to a big farm that one of our cousins owned. There were lots of horses and the place was located on acres and acres of land with breathtaking natural scenery.
I was in the barn saddling up and I couldn't help but notice the way Kylie and Jax were teasing each other and giggling as they pet the horses. Kylie was flipping her dark hair over her shoulders and batting her eyes at him, while he looked at her with such admiration in his green eyes. I scowled. Everything they did seemed sexual now that I knew what was going on between them. I knew that they weren't really related but it didn't stop me seeing them that way.
Still, it was apparent to me that they were in love. I guess that was why it wasn't disgust for what they were doing that was drawing my resentment that morning. It was the fact that they were actually kind of lucky in a way. If their secret ever came out people would be really mad, yeah. But eventually, I thought, the family might forgive them. If me and Ryan's secret came out, there would be no forgiveness for us.
I looked around at my family members, preparing to take their horses out on a scenic ride. What would I do if they suddenly all hated me? I pulled my scarf closer around my neck, making sure to hide the hickey Ryan had accidentally given me.
I started to mount my horse and one of my uncles came along to help me up into the saddle.
“See you out there!” he said, beaming at me with pride before heading to his own horse.
He would never smile at me like that again if he knew what I'd done.
That was it, I couldn't take it. I made my decision then: Ryan and I would never do anything sexual again. If he tried to talk me into it, I would just say no. It really was the best thing to do for everyone. Whatever Kylie and Jax did, that was up to them. I would let them sort that out on their own. As for me, I rode my horse out of the barn and met the rest of the family.
I was having a good time that morning, riding alongside one of my aunts. She was telling me about things I used to do when I was a kid and she'd babysit me. Apparently I was a real handful. We were laughing ourselves silly, when Ryan rode up alongside me.
“Hey, I heard there is this awesome trail, over there. Let's check it out,” he said, gesturing off to some smaller road that forked off to the right.
“Maybe later, Ryan,” I said, barely listening.
“Aw, c'mon? When is there going to be time later?” he asked. “I want to show you something.”
Yeah, I could just imagine what that something was...It was probably located in his pants.
“Later, Ryan,” I said, giving him a look that said I meant business. “Let's just stay on this path right now. I'm sure Aunt Rose has some funny stories about you when you were little.”
“About Ryan? Oh God, yes!” Rose said, excitedly. Then she began to spin many tales in which Ryan caused massive amounts of trouble and got out of it simply by being cute. I was having a great time and committing all these things to memory to tease him about later. Ryan was just riding along in silence giving me this sullen look. I ignored it. Eventually he got bored with waiting for me to pay him attention and he rode off by himself, turning his horse around and galloping away at top speed.
“What's the big rush?” Aunt Rose asked, looking after him.
I just shrugged and smiled.
Around lunch time we all agreed to head in for lunch. I had just walked out of the stables after handing off my horse to a stablehand, when an arm snaked around my waist and pulled me around the barn.
I yelped in surprise then turned around to see Ryan's giggling face.
“Did I scare you?” he asked, wrapping his arms around me and trying to cuddle with me.
I shrugged him off, quickly.
“Stop, somebody might see!” I snapped.
“So what if they see us hugging? They're not going to think anything,” he said.
“Can't risk it,” I said, shaking my head. “Nobody can find out what we did. Ever. We have to keep a normal distance from now on, Ryan. I mean it.”
“I know, it's just...I wanted to hang out a bit. Just us. And maybe make out?”
I tried to think of what to say but then my phone buzzed. I pulled it out and checked it. My eyes went big.
I had a text from Colin.
It said: “Hey, sorry, I couldn't talk much last night. The party got really busy. Being the host sucks sometimes.”
My heart literally lurched into my throat as all my dreams were resurrected faster than a zombie in a Romero film. Did this mean he had more to say about what I had told him last night?
“What is it?” Ryan asked, moving closer to look at my phone after seeing how shocked and amazed I was by this text I had just received.
I snatched my phone out of view and put it in my pocket.
“It's nothing. See you at lunch,” I said, and ran away.
I glanced back to see him looking after me wistfully. I felt bad, I did, but I knew he would get over it. He would just have to. I had tried giving him what he wanted, but it only made him want more. Now it was time to try some good old fashioned avoidance.
As soon as I walked into the farmhouse I plopped down on the couch and answered my text.
“Hey, it's okay. I was kinda busy with family stuff anyway, so it's cool.”
He text back right away. “Listen, about what you said last night, I keep thinking about it.”
I went into a squealing fit and literally started to kick my feet. Mom walked past on her way to the kitchen and she looked at me like I was a complete weirdo.
I grinned at her widely. “It's Colin,” I said, batting my eyelashes dramatically.
“You're not over that kid yet?”
“Not really, no,” I said.
“Young love is so cute!” she cried, and went into the kitchen.
Yes, these feelings were “cute.” The other feelings I had, she could never know about those.
“Really? And what were you thinking?” I wrote back to Colin.
He started to text me back, telling me all kind of stuff, like that he didn't know what to say last night when I said I liked him because he had always thought I was pretty but he had been sort of in a thing with this girl at our school named Brittany. But then Brittany came to the party last night, got drunk, and slept with one of his football buddies. He talked to her in the morning about it and she said she shouldn't have to be sorry because they weren't official, so it wasn't really cheating. I knew he felt bad about it, but I still couldn't help but laugh. Because, man, this Brittany chick was a total slut! I'd heard she had that reputation but now I knew it was true.
I text him back tons of comforting things and told him in so many words, as nicely as possible, that Brittany was just a pathetic slut puppy who didn't deserve him or his ultra godliness. He started saying that he needed a girl like me in his life, somebody he could really talk to and trust.
I sprung up from the couch and began to do a victory dance. My real Dad, Robert, burst into laughter when he saw me.
“Kathy, our child is having a mild seizure,” he called.
“No, she's just in loooove!” she sang back, teasingly.
This got everyone's attention and soon everyone around was teasing me, asking did I have my first boyfriend. Asking me what his name was and if I had kissed him yet. Some of my female cousins were hounding me for a picture of the guy. Jack was trying to take my phone so he could actually read my texts aloud to the group. I was giggling and trying to escape all the attention.
Ryan walked in then, just in time to witness this embarrassing spectacle. Let's put it this way: He did not look happy. But he didn't say anything, though. He just turned and walked into the kitchen.
All throughout lunch I was secretly texting Colin. After lunch I was walking back out to the barn to check on my favorite horse, still texting Colin. I wasn't even watching where I was going, I was just trudging along in the snow giggling at my phone. I was almost to the point where I was sure he was going to ask me out.
“Can I borrow your phone for a sec? I left mine back at the cottage,” Ryan said, suddenly appearing next to me.
“Oh. Sure,” I said, closing my text messages and handing it to him.
He took the phone, then turned and started to walk toward the half-frozen pond.
“Hey! Where are you going?” I called, jogging after him.
He then did something I could not believe even though my eyes were seeing it. He drew back and threw my phone into the pond. Then he turned around and walked back toward the house. No explanation, no change of expression, nothing. He just threw my phone in the pond...and walked away.
It took about a ten good seconds for what he'd done to sink in, but then it hit me. My phone was now at the bottom of the pond. It was completely beyond salvaging. There would be no talking to Colin, probably until I got home from this trip. And Ryan did this why? Because he couldn't stand to be told 'no' for once in his life.
The next thing I knew I had taken out running after him, screaming “I'LL KILL YOU!”
He turned around at the sound of my murderous cry and that was when I leaped on him taking him down into the snow and then trying to throttle him to death. Unfortunately, we were pretty close to the house and someone noticed us from the front window, rolling around in a snow drift and fighting like children.
One minute I had two handfuls of his hair in a tight grip, while he was trying to put me in a choke hold, the next thing I knew we were being dragged apart.
“Oh my God! What has gotten into you two?!” Mom demanded.
“This is just not like you!” Jack cried.
“Do you let them fight like this at home?!” Robert asked Mom.
“You stay out of this!” she snapped at him.
“Stay out of it? They're my kids, too!” he countered.
While our mom and bio-dad were arguing, much like I heard they did throughout their entire short three years of marriage, Jack questioned us.
“Children, what is the problem here?” he asked, looking completely mentally taxed by our behavior.
“He threw my phone in the pond!” I screamed, pointing an accusing finger at Ryan.
“Ryan is that true?” Jack asked.
“Yes! She is totally annoying with it! Everybody else is actually trying to enjoy this reunion and make an effort to bond with the family but she is walking around with her face glued to that thing! What was the point of her even coming if that's all she's gonna do?!”
“Your brother has a point, Alicia,” Jack told me. “Family should come first.”
I threw my arms up in resignation. Then I just got angry. I was puffing with anger. This was just typical. “Unbelievable! He gets away with everything! Just because he's the favorite!”
“I'm not the favorite, I'm just the only one acting halfway mature right now!” Ryan shouted.
I tried to think up a good, calm, mature comeback to that...
“I'LL KILL YOU!” I cried, and lunged at him.
Jack caught me mid-lunge and dragged me into the house, as I screamed “you owe me a new phone you bastard! AAAAHHHHH!” all the way inside.
Once Jack had me in the house he calmed me down and told me that he would make sure Ryan bought me a new phone, but that just didn't make me feel any better.
“Why is he acting like this?” I whined, miserably.
I had no clue how to relate to Ryan anymore. He was just acting crazy! One minute acting like a boyfriend, the next acting like a bratty older brother. It was confusing! Especially since he never acted like either before. I wished whatever had brought all this on had never happened, even though I could only assume that he'd always had these feelings and they had only recently reached a boiling point, spilling over into our vacation.
“Sweetheart, I think Ryan is just having a hard time now that you are talking to boys. You are growing up and he is realizing that. I think it just scares him. Give him some time. He will come to accept it.”
I just nodded, but I thought Dad was really off base. Man, parents never understand anything!
Well, after that ugly display after lunch, my entire family seemed to be playing a game. If that game had a name it would be called “keep Ryan and Alicia apart so that they don't kill each other and we can actually enjoy our day.” That suited me just fine. Every time we would be in danger of coming into contact with each other, some relative would whisk one of us away in another direction.
I was enjoying my Ryan free time, as it allowed me to think. I just couldn't believe he was being like this, acting like he didn't understand that the kind of relationship he wanted to have with me was not normal. Me walking around texting some guy from school for the entire vacation in hopes of getting a date – that was normal. Me sneaking off to make out with him at the risk of being caught, that was not.
After a while people started guilt tripping me, saying that Ryan was in a bad mood and then looking at me expectantly. I guess they wanted me to go make up with him or something. Ha! That just wasn't going to happen.
By the time evening approached we were ready to head back and meet up with the rest of the family, since we had dinner reservations. So we wrapped up our day of riding and started getting everyone together to head back home. That was when it happened – the one thing I never really thought would happen, even though the possibility had always been very real.
Me, my parents and Ryan were headed to our car, when Aunt Rose came running up to us in tears, her face all red. She wasn't even wearing a jacket.
“Oh Kathy,” she said, grabbing my mom by the arm.
“What is it?” Mom asked with concern. “What's happened?”
“It's Jax and Kylie!” she said.
“Are they alright?” Jack asked. “Where are they?”
“That's just it,” Rose said, and took in a deep breath, trying to get her nerves under control. “I went to find them to tell them it's time to go. When I found them they were in the second floor bathroom...”
Mom and Dad looked confused. Me and Ryan got really quiet.
“Doing what?” Jack asked.
Just then Kylie and Jax came running out of the house like two thieves escaping the scene of a crime. When they saw Rose talking to us, they froze in horror, looking like the world was about to come to an end. I strongly suspected that for them it really was.
“Doing what?” Jack repeated, more seriously. Now that he'd seen the kids and knew they weren't injured, I think he was starting to catch on to what sort of thing might be coming next.
“They were....They were....doing....” she kept gasping out and stopping in frustration. She just couldn't bring herself to say the words.
“What?! Doing what?!” Mom finally cried, about to tear her hair out with frustration and suspense.
“Having sex!” Rose blurted out in a tight high-pitched voice. Then she clamped her hand over her mouth as though even the words on her tongue were distasteful. “They were having sex! On the sink!”
My parents' eyes expanded to an unbelievable size.
“Oh God, I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry to say it, but I saw it!” Rose cried, wringing her hands. Then she added with horror, “I saw it and now I can't unsee it!”
Mom and Dad looked at each other, devastation written on their faces.
Jack laid a hand on Rose's shoulder. “I'll sort this out,” he said, striding over to Jax and Kylie purposefully. Mom wasn't far behind. They met up with Jax and Kylie, who immediately started trying to explain but our parents just herded them into the house with a firm hand.
I looked after them in fear.
“They're gonna get messed up,” Ryan said, whistling and shaking his head slowly as he imagined how bad it was gonna be. “Do you think we'll ever even see them again?”
I whirled around and looked at him, pointing back toward the house. “Is that what you want to happen to us?! Huh?!”
Ryan got really serious then, shaking his head. “No. I definitely don't want that for us.”
“Then why are you acting like you have been today? Kylie was right last night, whatever we might feel or want there is NO FUTURE for it. It has to stop. Or one day we'll be the ones getting caught. And it will be so much worse when it's us.”
Ryan sighed and dropped his head. “You're right. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've been such an ass today. I'm just...jealous,” he said, sadly.
I stood there in complete shock.
After waking me up and asking me to make out with his dick then murdering my phone mafia style, I had thought Ryan no longer had the ability to do anything that could surprise me, but yet once again I found myself floored after hearing that. I couldn't believe I didn't realize that was his problem all along. He was jealous. And I couldn't imagine what it must have taken for him to admit it to me.
My heart melted and I took a step closer to him.
“Ry...I'm sorry. I just don't know what else to do,” I said. “Things just started to work out with Colin, and...You and me...it's just not normal. It's just too dangerous.”
“No, it's okay. You're right. Being with someone else is what's best for you. Jax was right last night. I need to think more about your future and your happiness. If that means letting you have a normal relationship, that's what I'll do,” he said.
I could hardly believe he'd said something so selfless. It was truly impressive.
“I can't promise that I can just get over my feelings, but I can try. And I promise not to give you a hard time anymore. Whatever you want to do, whoever you want to date, I will support you, as your brother.”
It was ironic, that was the most brotherly thing Ryan had said to me during this entire trip, and it was also the one thing that made me really fall for him. In that moment I think I loved him more than I ever thought possible, and definitely in a different way than ever before. Still, I knew that those feelings were wrong and not to be acknowledged. So I shoved them deep down, and forced myself to react like a sister.
“Awww,” I said, putting my arms out and walking over to him to give him a big hug. “Thanks Ryan.”
“You know you're still mine, though, right?” he asked, squeezing me.
“Always. And you know you still me owe me a phone right?” I laughed.
“I know,” he said, sounding like he was smiling.
“Samsung Galaxy S3,” I whispered in his ear.
“That's the phone I want,” I snickered.
He let go of me, laughing. “Alright, alright! God! Though I don't think your other phone was quite that expensive.”
“Actually it was,” I informed him, before turning around to go inside. I needed to see what fate awaited our siblings.
“Was not,” he said, walking alongside me.
“Was, too!” I said, bumping him with my hip.
“Was not,” he countered, bumping me back.
I just let it go, content for once to let him have the last word. I sighed, feeling relieved.
“It feels good to not be fighting anymore,” I said.
“Yeah, it does,” he said. Then he reached over and put his arm around my waist. I put mine around his. It was a perfect sibling moment.
Until he slid his hand onto my ass and squeezed it.
“Ryan, remove hand from ass. You promised, remember?”
“Oh yeah. Yeah. Right. Sorry,” he said with an apologetic look, taking his hand back. “Momentary lapse. I'm good now. I'll be good from now on.”
Our moment of levity did not last long. When we went back in the house to survey the damage, we found our immediate family sitting in the living room having a serious conversation while looking really awkward. We pretended to walk through the living room entirely but we stopped around a corner to spy.
We listened while our parents lectured our siblings, saying that it didn't matter if they weren't blood, they were brother and sister in every way that really mattered, so what they were doing was wrong and brought shame on the family.
Things got worse soon after that. People started to show up one-by-one to snoop because Rose told absolutely everyone what she caught Kylie and Jax doing. Those family members who were young enough to be text-savvy had text all the family members that weren't there to fill them in on what was going on. Soon enough everyone knew that Kylie and Jax were caught fucking on a bathroom sink.
Our parents were so embarrassed they shoved us all into the car and drove us straight to the airport. The reunion for us, was over.
We returned to St. Louis knowing that nothing in our house would ever be the same. Our parents wouldn't even allow Jax and Kylie to be booked in seats next to each other on the plane ride back. Dad was all “what, Kathy? It's not like they're going to go at it on the plane in front of everyone' and mom was like “I can't stand to even see them near each other!” It was bad.
When we got home they dragged them into the library for an interrogation. I didn't see either of them until later that night. I came upon Kylie in the kitchen sitting at the table in a daze while I had come in looking for a snack. She looked exhausted.
“Are you okay?” I asked her.
She nodded. “You can borrow my phone if you want. If you need to text your boyfriend,” she said.
“Thanks. He's not my boyfriend, though,” I said, sitting down across from her at the table.
She gave me a worried look.
“You and Ryan...” she began. “You haven't done...that...again since last night have you?”
I swallowed hard and forced myself to shake my head. I hated lying but I just couldn't tell her the truth. “No.”
“Good. Because I don't want you guys to end up like us,” she said.
“What's going on? What did Mom and Dad do to you guys?” I asked, fearfully.
“They're sending us away tomorrow. Not for good, or anything, they're just sending us both to stay with different relatives for a few weeks. To give us time to think and 'get over each other' they said. They won't accept our relationship. They said if we want to continue to live under this roof we'll stop it.”
“What are you gonna do?” I asked.
“Stop. What choice do we have?”
I just nodded.
Kylie got up. “I'm going to bed. I hope things work out for you and Colin,” she said, squeezing my shoulder.
“Me too,” I said.
The next morning I was shaken awake. Again.
“Alicia. Alicia wake up, I have an emergency.”
“No, I'm sleeping, I'm not rubbing my face on your dick right now. Come back later,” I mumbled in annoyance.
“WHAT?!” the voice cried in shock.
I opened my eyes and saw my stepdad standing over me looking horrified.
Oh shit! Awkward...
“Please tell me you were just dreaming and have no idea what you were talking about?” he begged.
“Why? What'd I just say?” I asked, playing drowsy and clueless.
Jack looked relieved. “Oh thank God,” he whispered. Then he patted me on the head. “Nothing, sweetie. You were just talking in your sleep. Gibberish, mainly.”
“Oh. Okay. So....why'd you wake me up?” I asked.
“Alicia, something terrible has happened,” he said, sitting on the bed.
I shot up to a sitting position in a panic. “Oh God, is Ryan okay?!”
He looked at me kind of funny, but shook it off. “Yes, he's fine, dear. It's Jax and Kylie. They...They ran away last night,” he said.
“What?” I asked. I wasn't all that surprised considering the circumstances, but I was really upset. I didn't like the fact that my siblings were gone and I couldn't even ask them if they were okay because I didn't know where they were.
“They left a note. They said they're going to live together and they're not coming back,” he said. “We have to find them. Did they say anything to you last night? Anything that might tell us where they would have gone?”
I shook my head. Kylie hadn't even told me they were going. Didn't they know they could trust me?
Jack sighed and ran his hands down his face. Then he did something I'd never seen him do. He started to cry.
I froze, unsure how to react. Eventually I reached out and pulled him into a hug.
“Where did I go wrong?” he bawled on me.
“I don't know, Dad, I don't know. I really don't think it's your fault. I'm starting to think that sometimes you just can't help who you love, whether it's right or wrong.”
“But what if we never see them again?” he moaned.
“Maybe...if you and Mom can accept their feelings one day...they'll come back?” I gingerly suggested.
Dad pulled away and stood up, his face hardened. “I can't. I can't accept what they're doing. Ever,” he said, and stalked out of the room.
I realized then that there was no forgiveness even for Jax and Kylie.
Awake now and worried, unable to go back to sleep, I got up and went to my desk to check my email. To my relief, Kylie had sent an email to both me and Ryan's email addresses.
“Alicia and Ryan,
Please don't worry, Jax and I are fine. We have gone to California to start a new life. We have stashed a lot of dough over the years in case this happened, so we can get a place with no problem. We are going to get jobs and go to school. When I turn 18 we are getting married.
Email us anytime, or instant message. Mom and Dad will never find our online accounts, so don't tell them. And don't tell them you heard anything from us, please?
Well, on second thought, if they change their minds and they say they'll let us be together...then I guess you can you tell them you heard from us, okay?
Write back soon!
P.S. Jax says hi and that he loves you guys.”
I closed my computer, glad that my siblings were okay. I was a little jealous though. They were going to get married. Now that they were away from Mom and Dad, there was nobody who could say their love was wrong. Their relationship went from sordid and secret to normal and sweet, just by traveling a few hundred miles. I wished it could be that easy for me, but I knew there was no distance in the world I could travel that would ever make what I felt for Ryan okay.
In that moment I became more determined than ever to bury what happened between us during the reunion.
Sooooooo: Are Ryan and Alicia really going to be just brother and sister from now on? Find out in the third and final installment of Being Normal!