"I'll tell Mom and Dad you were late a...and get you in trouble" you quickly reply as you try and stand your ground. "Mum and Dad left me in charge, and I'm your big brother, s...so hand over what ever money is left and i wont tell...". Amy had a surprised look on her face, she wasn't expecting me to fight back for once. "OK, you win" she said reluctantly before opening her purse and rummaging through it. “Here” she said before pulling out her phone and handing it to me, “call them, unless you're bluffing?”. I knew I was done for, my parents weren't going to save me, hell, nobody could save me from what would come next as my sister looked at me like a lion stalking its prey. My hands began to shake as I began scrolling through her phone to call our Mom. The instant I pressed dial, Amy's knee made contact with my stomach sending me crumpling to the ground as she snatched her phone back.
“Hey Mom... yeah I'm fine... that's good to hear... no we aren't fighting”. Amy casually conversed with your Mother as down below you groaned in pain at your sisters feet. You opened your mouth to shout for help only for your sisters dirty converse to jam inside, the scuffed white toecap squeeking against your teeth as you gagged on the old shoe. Amy finished the phone call and looked down in disgust. ”How stupid are you bro?” she asked as you felt her toes wiggling inside the shoe. With all your strength you pulled her sneaker from your mouth and gasped for air. Meanwhile Amy was plotting how to make you pay.
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