When he comes home..

[Hannah18]

Hey everyone, so I've been away from the boards for a while, but now I'm back and I need some people to play way. So for this role I am looking for one dominant male... almost sadistic, but he cares for his little sister, someone who likes everything in a certain way. I can do first or third person just let me know what you want.

Hannah (Annie)
Eighteen
5"2
Long dark black hair, large brown eyes, lightly tanned skin (I'm pretty pale) 32B, slim and toned.

Hannah and her older brother had always been close, they had to be as although there parents gave them every thing that they could want or need in material possessions they had never really shown any love or emotion and where gone most of the time, leaving their kids with countless nannie's and then Hannah in the care of her brother when he was old enough.

So when he had moved out of their home a few years ago, Hannah had been heartbroken that he would leave, though they spoke every night over the phone, Hannah had begun to develop a wilder side, going out and drinking every night with friends, smoking, occassionaly even taking drugs and wearing more revealing clothes, of course she didn't tell her brother about any of this, because she knew that he would flip out if he ever found out.

IC:

Hannah groans loudly as she pulls herself out of bed, her head pounding as she struggles to remember what happened last night.. Grabbing her robe she pulls it over her bra and panties that she had slept in last night and ties it tightly around her waist.

Making her way downstairs, needing some water for her parched throat and some tablets to get rid of the pounding headache. She stops in her tracks seeing some bags at the bottom of the stairs, frowning slightly she wonders if her parents have come home early... remembering that she had left out bottle after bottle of alchol on the kitchen side, she silently tip toes to the entrance of the kitchen, she peaks around the corner and see's him stood there.

"W..What are you doing here" she stammers outloud.

 

[rugby8]

Walking through kitchen I notice a few things out of place.. Those bottles shoulnt be there, hmm ones empty and hell, the other one might as well be. I didn't notice the parents car outside, so the faint creaks coming from the floor must be you, the one I adored as I watches you grow into a beautil woman. Especially since you practically did it all on your own, damn parents and their nannies. Remembering the bottles on the side I know you aren't to blame. Once I left you had no one to be there for you. I see you peek around the corner and the look on your face is a mix of excitement and concern. I smile back at you, that always calmed you down when we wre kids. "come over here and give me a hug, it's all alright big brother is home now". As we hug I notice the smell of smoke, just faintly over the aroma of your shampoo. Nothing like menthol, and fresh flowers with a citrus twist I think to myself. "I'm sorry I left you here with them, I had to go out and see what the world offered, you aren't mad at me are you?" I asked as you glare at me twirling your hair, noticing it smells of menthol as well.

 

[Hannah18]

I walk closer to you as you smile, the one that always put me completly at ease... I cannot help but lean into the hug, wrapping my arms around your waist tightly, hugging myself to you breathing in the familiar scent.. The one that calmed me and made me feel better about everything.

I know that you must be able to smell the smoke and lingering scent of alcohol on my skin.. Having not had a chance to shower this morning and then I remember that you left me.

I pull back immediately and glare up at you "do you know how alone I have been?" I ask you "they've been around even less since you left" I snap at you, but I know that I cannot stay mad at you, because I needed you and I needed to be around you.

"Are you staying here? With me?" I ask half hoping that you will say yes and half wanting you to say no.. Because then I could do all the things that I did before; going out and getting drunk and doing all of the other stuff I did without your guidance.

 

[rugby8]

Next

Ohh that hug, that spark inside me just flared up again. The reason I had to leave all those feeling came rushing back into me and I turned a light shade of red. I have to fight these urges, you're my sister. You feel so soft and warm through the slightly worn robe, and I can't help but to feel your bra straps. Thats odd I think to myself, this robe is so thin I should be able to tell if you were wearing anything else.. But its just a bra.

"I'm sorry I left sis, I.... had too" I finally spat out. "What what do you mean they have been around even less?" "They only spent a few hours here on the weekend before I... I left you."

My face turns an even darker shade of red as I see tears start to well up in your beautiful brown eyes. Thinking to myself please don't release them. "Sis, I'm so sorry for what I put you through." As I place my left arm on your shoulder. "I'm here for good now, and I won't leave you again."

"Sweetie, what were you doing last night?", I smell menthol and alcohol." "Is this what you have become without me?" I see the anger build up inside you, and I can't help it. The tears move from your eyes, into my steel blue ones and I'm fighting the urge to break down because of all the pain I've caused...

 

[Hannah18]

I wanted to cry, I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I look up at you. "You had to, your kidding me right?" I ask as my tears dry up and are replaced by pure anger... "I wasn't asking for you to stay but you could of visited me.. It's been a whole month since mum and dad have come home and the trips have been getting longer and longer." And no I didn't even have a nanny to keep me company, I hadn't for a couple of years now.

I shrug your hand off of my shoulder "Don't flatter yourself, I don't drink because of you. I drink because I like it" that wasn't really the truth, I did it too fit in and I would do anything for company.. it was just so lonely.. and then I can't help it the tears begin to slowly drip down my face as I furiously wipe them away.

 

[rugby8]

I see the tears begin to drop, and my heart sinks. The only person I truly cared about, now a woman before me sobbing. "I had no idea they were never here, you didn't say anything over the phone."

Knowing I can't tell you the real reason I left I stammer. "I had some friends that needed my help." "They were stating their own business, and needed someone to keep their books." Looking at you I can see you the disbelief behind the tears that are welled up inside the big beautiful eyes that started it all.

"I enjoy a drink as much as the next person." "But did you drink all that last night?" As I pick up the empty whiskey bottle. "you must feel horrid, here let me make you some breakfast soak up some of that alcohol."

Walking to tHe fridge ii open it up and get some eggs and bacon out.