The Incest

THE INCEST

Chapter I

It’s almost 10 pm and I remember about Josh’s party so I decide to go there. The party is held at his house. His parents are off to some business trip in LA and he has the entire house for himself. Naturally, beers, loud music and making a mess are at the order of the day. The living room is a wreck. Chips scattered all over the floor, empty beer cans are lying on the small glass table … I think it’s beer on the plasma TV screen but I’m not sure because I spot Jack from my chemistry class taking a leak on the large plant near the corner. Mrs. Luisnki ain’t going to be happy about that … it’s her favorite plant. Nevertheless, all seems pretty normal so far.

Seeing Josh I approach him and ask if he needs help with something. All I manage to get from him is blarg n’larg. And he only had 2 glasses of punch. I guess that’s why his dad doesn’t let him have any alcohol … the kid is way too soft. Not much to do, I head to the couch and sit down. To my surprise, I catch with the corner of my eye Lisa and Ryan going upstairs. What are those two up to? Better follow them and find out. Now before you go judging me, yes, I know. Lisa and I broke barely up yesterday and it would make me look like a stalker and a weirdo if I‘d follow her around to see who she hangs out with. But it’s way too early in my opinion for her to be seeing someone else. So call me a perv but I follow them straight into the bedroom. And I was right, because they start to make out.

I lean against the door, they don’t sense me. “So, you need some space huh” I grimace at Lisa. As I expected, they both jump, startled and embarrassed.  Lisa’s eyes are trembling with shame.

“Would you mind giving us some privacy” Ryan shouts from the bed.

“This is great” I say. “Now I’m happy because I finally figured out why were you so distant lately.”

“Randy, please” she begs with a shaky voice. “Let’s talk about this later.”

No way I am going to let it go. “You know? I don’t feel like talking about it later. I want to talk about it now.”

“Why don’t you just take a hike Peterson” Ryan gets up from the bed and starts to slowly walk toward me as if trying to intimidate me. Yeah, like that would work.

“Do you really want to test me Parker? Now of all times” I ask him starring deeply in his eyes. He starts backing away.

“Look Randy” Lisa approaches me. “It’s over all right? We’re done. We broke up, I’m with Ryan now. If you can’t deal with it than just walk away and leave us alone. But don’t start acting like a jerk because that’s not you!”

She’s right. I’m not a jerk. I hate fighting with people. But I resent when they start lying and cheating and stabbing me in the back. So, realizing there is nothing I can do anymore, I left them alone in the bedroom. It’s not like beating the crap out of Ryan would give me any sense of comfort. They just transformed into two specimens I don’t want to hear or see again.

I went downstairs. It was just as crazy as when I left. The music, the people spread everywhere, the lights and even the smell make me uneasy. It’s just too crowded in there for me especially now, when I was angry and upset from my talk with you know who and you know who. So I just leave. I don’t want to take the car so I start walking home. The peace and silence of the night allows me to think over what happened.

I spent so much time and effort with Lisa, so many feelings. Ever since we met I got along great with her. We were more than best friends. On our first date I took her to the fairy. We had so much fun that night. Afterward it just kept getting better and better. We were inseparable. I did everything for her, I don’t know what drove her to look at another guy. We drove down at the Piercen road almost every night. She loved to see the moon from that place. I took her to every prom and party. We even had a few romantic nights together. I did everything I knew to always surprise her. I mean that should have kept our relationship fresh and healthy. Yet she still found the occasion to be unsatisfied with me and lean toward other guys.

I guess maybe there’s nothing you can do to always keep a girl by your side. I know it sounds weird but I’ve always been a sucker for long term relationships. But after this experience with Lisa, maybe there’s no such thing. Maybe a normal relationship today is just like a one night stand. It’s not supposed to last. Then what have I been doing all these years? What do I really want?

Before I could try to find an answer to those questions, I find myself at my house’s front door. How the hell did I get here so fast? Anyway … I go inside and I could distinctly hear voices coming from the kitchen. Oh no. Rachel, my older sister, is having Dan, her boyfriend, over for the evening. Why the hell did we have to move in together? I know we study at the same college but honestly, couldn’t mom and dad have found two houses instead of one? What I wouldn’t give right now for a moment alone.

I walk inside the kitchen to get a glass of milk. Before I get to the fridge I shake Dan’s hand and put up a fake smile. Rach waves at me and asks: ”How was the party?” Instead of answering, I throw her a menacing look.

“That bad huh? Dan was telling me how he went to a boxing club for a few months.”

“Maybe we can hang out one day and spar” he suggests. I release a faint laugh. Not that I’m being a chicken but if we were to engage in a sparring match, old Dan would enter into a middle age crisis after the end. And the last thing I want is my sister going out with a guy with self-esteem issues. Oh well, just like my French teacher says: “C’est la vie!”

Just then my eyes catch Rach’s blue top, which makes her look so hot. Wow, I say to myself while shaking my head. The hell am I doing? I grab the milf bottle … I mean milk bottle and pour some in a glass. Rach and Dan are minding their talk. She’s wearing only a blue tank top and short jeans and I, while drinking the milk, keep starring at her breasts. Realizing what I’m doing, I almost choke with the milk.

“You all right there buddy” Dan asks.

“Yeah … I’m fine … I just need to uhm … I just have to go.” In complete disarray, I put the milk glass away and practically run out of the kitchen. However, I stop abruptly, remembering I left my cellular on the keys’ table near the front door. “Crap” I curse because to get there I have to pass through the kitchen. Maybe if I would just walk without stopping and keep my head dropped to the ground I would be able to retrieve my keys without noticing anything.

When Rach sees me again she asks if I’m feeling all right. Without stopping, I answer that I’m OK while I grab my cell. Just when I think I’m in the clear I peep at Rachel. She’s drinking the milk I hadn’t finished and accidentally spills a drop on her chest. My heart stops. She uses her finger to wipe it off before introducing it in her mouth and sucking it. The next thing I see is that I’m inside my room. I almost tripped trying to quickly reach there. I’ve always considered my sister hot, always saw her as a hottie but I don’t know what happened back in the kitchen. Even alone in my room, I can’t stop thinking about how hot she looked in that top. So, I decide that I need a good work out to shake these thoughts off.