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So, you know that saying that nothing good lasts forever? I hate that saying. Why is that anyway? Why do good things have to come to an end?
I knew I wasn’t going to be able to keep up this relationship with James forever without anyone finding out, but I certainly wasn’t expecting to have to deal with that now. James and I hadn’t talked about how we were going to broach this subject with anyone but we certainly wanted it to be on our own terms and not because our sister walked in on us.
It barely even registered that Monica was in James’ living room as I rode him very fucking hard on the same couch he took me against last night, until she was screaming and shielding her eyes.
“Oh my God, oh my God!” she shrieks behind closed eyes. “I KNEW IT. OH MY GOD, JAMES! GAB!”
“What the fuck, Monica!?” he growls as I scramble off of him. He pulls his boxers and sweatpants on and I slide his t-shirt on over my bare chest. I’m sliding my panties back up my legs when she opens one eye and peeks at us through her hands.
Her eyes are wide and unblinking and no one says anything for several moments. “I…need a drink,” she says as she crosses the room to his bar cart in the corner of the living room.
“What the fuck are you doing here and without knocking, mind you? Do I just walk the fuck into your house in Boston? No, because I don’t fucking live there!” he yells at her as she takes a shot of Jameson and another and another.He spins her around to face him and I can see the look of anger all over his face. “ANSWER ME! What are you doing here?!” His voice is angry and I’m sure it’s in part because he was close to coming when she walked in and started screaming.
“You’re… You…” She points at us. “HOW!? When!? WHY!?”
“One question at a time, Monica.” I wince, trying my best to calm her before she works herself up even more. Her chest is heaving and her cheeks are flushed and if I’m not mistaken, I see a brief trace of sadness in her expression.
“Questions we aren’t answering until you answer mine. What,” he says through gritted teeth, “are you doing here?”
She blinks several times and runs a hand through her hair. “How long has this been going on?”
“Again. My question first.” James demands. “How did you even get a key?”
“I took the spare one from home, James…you and you!” she says looking at me. “You two were so secretive all week. You were practically attached at the hip. Where you went” she says pointing at me, “your eyes followed her. Like you were afraid she was going to disappear.” She lets out a breath and unwraps her scarf from around her neck and tosses it on a nearby chair. “I thought something was going on…”
Were we that obvious? James and I share a look wondering the same thing so I speak up and ask. “Have you discussed this with Mom and Dad? I mean…do you think they have the same theory?”
“No, I don’t think our parents think their children are banging each other.” She rolls her eyes. “How… When did this start?”
“Last week.” I answer. “So, what, you came here to try and catch us or something?”
“I wanted to know what was going on.”
“It wasn’t your business, Monica,” James snaps. “When we were ready to tell you, we were going to, but this is just an invasion of our privacy.”
“YOU’RE SIBLINGS, you shouldn’t need this level of privacy!” she shrieks as she begins to pace back and forth in front of us.
“And that judgmental attitude is exactly why we hadn’t told you yet,” James retorts.
“You think I’m being judgmental? I’m the least of your worries and you know it. You’re siblings; fuck the whole biological thing. Who cares that you’re not blood related? You’re siblings!”She throws her hand in the air in exasperation before letting them drop.
“I’m fully aware,” he snaps.
“And this isn’t some siblings that are close in age messing around to learn what it’s like.” She points at James. “You know better.”
“It sounds like you think that he took advantage of me, Monica. It’s not like that,” I interject. The last thing I want is for people to think he groomed me or hurt me or touched me first. Or before I was legal. I initiated this. I wanted it. Needed it. And maybe he needed it too, but I made the first move.
“Oh? Then what’s it like because I know you were a virgin until whenever you all took this step.” She rolls her eyes and I take that to mean she doesn’t believe this has only been going on for a week.
“I’m in love with him,” I tell her honestly. “I’ve been in love with him for years. I made the first move.”
“Oh, I knew about your infatuation, Gab. You wore it on your face, but I certainly didn’t see this for your future. You guys are going to destroy this family if you think this can be a long term thing. You think Mom and Dad will be as calm as I am discussing this with you? Dad is going to kick your ass,” she tells James. “Gab is his little Princess, even more so than me.”
“No one loves her more than I do.” The gruff tone of his voice lets me know that his patience is wearing thin with Monica.“And you fucking know that.”
“This is so classic you, James. You always have to fuck everything up just like when we were kids.” She shakes her head and my heart hurts hearing such harsh words spoken against the man I love. I think about rebutting her comment but his hand squeezes mine and I take it to mean that he’s not taking her comment to heart. “This is not okay.” She looks at me. “You have to see how wrong this is.”
“I love him, Monica.” The tears form in my eyes as I think about potentially losing my best friend over this. “He didn’t fuck anything up,” I tell her, wanting her to know that her comment couldn’t be more off base. “Please don’t hate us.”
