"I want a god damned answer, you owe us that much," she spat. "Are you going to just pretend this never happened and give us the cold shoulder or you gonna be the incest police and come running every time we close our door?"
"I'm always the bad guy, aren't I?" He asked, sitting up slowly and standing up. "I'm always the fucking bad guy. I work hard day and fucking night and you're treating me lie I'm the god damn bad guy, I fucking support your ass! Don't you dare treat me like I'm at fault!"
"WHAT?!" Mikayla squealed. "You come busting into our room, scream at us about what we're doing, which has zero impact on you by the way, and I'm treating you like the bad guy? What the fuck are you on?"
He was so fucking tired of her running her god damn mouth at him like that. And ten, just like that, he lost it. HIs eye twitched a little. "Fne, you think it's fine to fuck your sister? You think it's OKAY? You think I'm notpart of it?" he grabbed at he breasts hard and slammed her against the wall. "Then how about I get a fucking part in it!?" Fuck rational thought at this point, hands currently massaging her breasts hard, pinning her to the wall.l
"What's the matter?" He taunted up at his cocky little sister. "Thought you liked this, hm? Well guess what, if YOU can fuck a sister, I can too...' A hand slid off her breast and reached down, forcing her legs apart. He rubbed at her slit through the cloth of the thong.
"YOu're liking this, aren't You?" he chucled a little, ignoring the fact that his sisters were trying to pull him off. "I can tell you're liking this...I can almost feel you getting wet..." He applied more pressure to her slit.
"Get off me!" Mikayla squeaked, pounding on his chest. Her eyes were tearing up slightly as she wailed on him, trying to close her legs. Cassie got a grip on his arm and pulled on it as hard as she could trying to get him off.
"And why the fuck should I?!" He shouted at his struggling sister. "I'm tired of her running her mouth off at me, and I figure, hey, if she likes it with you, she should fucking liek it with me!" A hand reached up and grabed at her thong, pulling it down forcefully.
"Let go of me," Mikayla sniveled as the tears started to fall down her face. "Not like this you prick!" She squealed in alarm as her brother yanked her panties down.
Cassie hauled back and hit him as hard as he could in the back, "Let her go you asshole!" She yelped as her eyes teared up. Cassie rarely cussed, and never at her own family.
"I'm your fucking sister you shit!" Mikayla screamed. She scrambled to pull her panties up and squeeze away from him. Cassie grabbed her arms and pulled her close, trying to keep themselves together in the face of their brother's rage. "Is this how you treat a girl?" Mikayla finally shot back. "No wonder you can't get a girlfriend."
Tears were welling up at his eyes, realizing, finally, what he had almost done. To his own sister none the less. Was he really going rape his little sister, just to prove a point? Dear god, what was WRONG with him? Taking a step back, he managed out a small, "I'm...I-I'm....I'm so...." He gulped a little. "...Sorry..."
And NOW he was a complete and total monster that didn't deserve to see the light of day. Looking away, he rushed up the stairs to his room, not wanting to show his sister how ashamed, humiliated, horrified he was.
Cassie held Mikayla close as James stormed off. Her sister was trembling in a combination of rage and terror. They made for the couch and sat down. Mikayla wrapped a blanket tight around here and tried to hide herself.
"Maybe.... maybe we shouldn't..." Cassie began.
"No, NO," Mikayla shot back. "Unless you feel different now why should we?"
"Well no but..."
"Then fuck him," she said vehmently, but there was an undercurrent of something besides anger in her voice.
He felt like such scum, such a bastard, such....trash. He had nearly raped his sister! He was going to rape his sister...good god, what was wrong with him?! Was he that degenerating into a monster? Was he THAT jeaous his sisters got someone and he didn't? He sat down on the couch and sighed, shuddering har. He couldn't forgive himself because of this. No way. No way.
He sat down on the bed and buried his face in his hands, shuddering hard. The memory was still fresh. He was such a monster.
"But don't you think he might be right," Cassie proded. "I mean, we're sisters."
Mikayla shot a glare at her sister, some of her anger with James leaking over into their conversation. "Well duh," she snapped. "Did you think I forgot that or something?" She twisted around to face the wall instead of her twin. Her face was almost pulled into a pout.
"What's the matter," Cassie asked.
"Well my own brother just tried to rape me and now my sister is turning on me. I dunno, everything is lovely," she replied testily.
"Be serious," Cassie said falling back into the responsible sister schtick.
"I am serious," Mikayla said. "You think I don't know you're my sister? I've been thinking about this for months you know. Yeah, we're sisters but... I mean, what are we doing wrong? Have either of us been hurt? Done this unwillingly? It's not like I'm some old aunt abusing a ten year old neice or something. It's incest but... so?"
Thought began to fill his head. Why exactl did tey get to do what they were doing with each other? Why was it so wrong for him to join in? Andthen it hit him He was thinking about fucking his own sisters! Of course, he did just try to rape one...
Why was he thinking this now? He couldn't talk to them now, not after what he did.
Cassie sat next to Mikayla just holding her until she finally calmed down. They headed back to their room and Mikayla headed inside. Cassie let her go and then paused before going in. She didn't feel as bad towards James as Mikayla did, at least she didn't think she did. She still felt a bit odd about what Mikayla and her had done, and would do again if she was honest with herself. He just hadn't taken it very well.
Turning towards James' room she knocked on the door and waited.
The tapping of the door snaped him out of his thoughts and made him look up. Gulping a little, he walked over and grabbed the handle, pulling the door open.
"Hi James," she said nervously. "I umm, I just...," she wrung her hands. "I don't want you to be angry with me, and I don't think Mikki does either. We're just... well you didn't even hear us out brother, you just got ticked with us."
He sighed heavily and nodded. "Yeah...' He whispeed. Well, he had to admit, it was stupid to just go apeshit on the two of them...really unfair, but in te curent mind set, it was understandable. 'Yeah...you're right. I didn't listen..."
"It's not like it's something we've been doing for a long time," she said contritely. "In fact last night was the first time." She balled up her fists and punched her legs. "I just don't want you to think less of us, you're our brother. I appreciate, we both appreciate everything you do for us."
She was really worried about this. He watched as she explained it, and a small nod of his head followed. "Yeah...' He whispered a little. "Yeah...I don't think any less of you two, I was jus angry I guess..." he sighed again and shook his head. "Guess I was just...." He paused for a moment. Jealous...'