Page 9 of House of Horrors

“Firstly, you’re not my dad. Secondly, I can do whatever I want, asshole.”

“Wow, spoken like a spoiled brat. Keep mouthing off and let’s see what happens.”

Daisy pokes my chest, and I chuckle darkly, grabbing her wrist. This is my chance to get rid of her. “No one wants you here. Go home and play with your little dolls instead, baby.”

She glares at me, and before I can spew more hatred at her, Nicky slides between us, effectively ruining my plans.

He sighs dreamily. “This is what I want, me sandwiched between two hot siblings.”

“She’s not my sister and she’s ugly. Her face reminds me of a rat.”

“Wow, harsh. Don’t get your panties in a twist. Let’s have some fun. We’ll let Daisy take a harmless little trip because we’re going to have the best night ever. Maybe if you’re a good boy and don’t kill Daisy before the night is over, I’ll let you suck my cock. Okay?” He pats my chest. “There, there.”

I roll my eyes and step away. There’s no point in arguing with my best friend. My lips push into a pout as I fold my arms across my chest. “Whatever.” Nicky cheers because once again, he’s gotten his way. Motherfucker. I just want to get high, but sucking his cock sounds fun too. Our friendship isn’t purely platonic and while I’m usually the one taking the lead, if Nicky wants to experiment and take control, I’m more than willing to let him. He can dominate me for the night. In the right moment and with the right person, I don’t mind being submissive.

“Okay, party people, come to papa and lift your tongues.”

My arm brushes against Daisy, the coolness of her skin making my entire body recoil. Nicky shakes his head in amusement, his gaze fixating on my mouth. “Fuck, my cock is getting hard again.” Nicky giggles, placing a tiny square under my tongue. I roll my eyes. He’s absolutely ridiculous, but that’s also why I love him. He’s my favorite person in the whole entire world.

“Okay, Daze, all you need to do is let this little tab absorb into your saliva, and then you’ll start seeing magic.”

I move to the couch and slump back. My eyes drift up to the ceiling while waiting for the acid to kick in, wondering what kind of mess I’ve gotten myself into tonight.

Four

Daisy

My mouth aches from the way Jason kissed me. I can’t help but smile, my heart accelerating with giddiness. That was our first kiss. Oh my God. My fingers brush my bottom lip, tracing the mark of Jason’s bite. It was wild and fierce, yet perfect. My tongue flicks out, wanting to savor his taste, desperately wishing for his mouth back on mine. I want to say thank you to Nicky for being the unintentional linchpin to my grand plan, for giving me something that I’ve been dreaming about.

I can’t believe that happened.

I look up and find Nicky smirking at me, before he winks and mouths, you’re welcome. He turns his attention to Jason, and I can’t help but wonder, How did Nicky know that I wanted Jason? He’s just met me, but then again, it’s not like I’ve been subtle about my desire for my stepbrother.

If only Nicky dared Jason to fuck me. I would have enthusiastically consented to it. My mouth goes dry thinking about being bent over the couch, fucked in whatever way Jason wanted while his best friend watched. I swallow thickly, tension mounting in my abdomen from the lust knotting itself within me.

I’ve got to get my head out of the gutter. If I don’t stop thinking dirty thoughts, I’m not going to complete my mission.

The noise of the music playing, and of Jason and Nicky talking, fades further into the background as I plummet deeper into my thoughts.

The kiss changed everything for me. I want Jason more than I ever have before. It gave me a taste of what I could have.

I stare at my stepbrother, my eyes tracing around his lips while he speaks to Nicky. When he realizes that my attention is fixed on him, he glares at me, his lip curling in repulsion.

Clearly, the kiss changed nothing for Jason.

He still hates me, and he’s looking at me like the kiss is my fault. But that’s okay because I’m determined to get what I want.

I quickly look away and take a seat on the couch furthest from Jason. My mind begins to consider what I could do next to persuade him to give in to me. Victory is already within my grasp. The night is only just beginning and we’ve already kissed…and taken drugs.

My hand rubs against my arm as I think about what’s coursing through my body. Drugs weren’t part of my scheme to make my stepbrother fall in love with me. I’m not totally innocent though. I’ve snorted cocaine before, but I’ve never experimented with acid. But when Nicky described magic and learning the mysteries of the universe, I became curious.

Deep down I’ve been longing for a sense of purpose, something that tells me I’m more than my mother believes. She always tells me I’m not good for anything. She didn’t even want me to exist. Her words constantly ring in my ears, a reminder of an unwelcome truth I wish I could escape. So, there must be a reason I’m here, right?

Maybe through this experience I can discover something about myself. Answers that I’ve long been looking for. It might be a far-fetched plan, but I’m willing to try.

I sink further into the couch, the fabric soothing my anxiety.

Nicky drops a cold bottle in my hand, and I look up at him through my eyelashes.