Emotions Run High

Terse voices could be heard from behind the door to your mother's bedroom, never quite loud enough for you to hear though. You wonder just what was going on in there right now.

Out in the hall Fiona was the first to finally speak. "Oh man, you are in so much trouble Jesse."

You glower at your sister. "This is your fault!"

She looks surprised. "Mine? How the hell do you figure that?"

You shake your fists in impotent rage. "Y-you...always teasing me! Making fun of me! And this stupid bet! I didn't want to lose...and then you invite Allie over. Get her drinking, flirt with her, get her all horny. I...I didn't...you..." You sputter.

She scowls. "Oh grow a pair you little siss..."

"I'm not little!" You wail and take a step toward her. "Damnit...I'm normal...NORMAL! Stop teasing me!"

Fiona jeers. "Oh little Bailey boy, you are not normal. Not by a long shot."

Elsie was suddenly at your side. "Don't you talk to him that way!"

Your big sister waves Elsie away like an annoying fly. "Shut up ****, your betters are speaking."

"You are NOT my better!" Elsie spits. "Jesse is my master, not you! I would never serve you, you...you...bitch!"

Fiona's eyebrows raise at that. "Oh my! Someone has found her voice. Just a little subjugation and you've found your nerve. I'm proud of you..."

"I don't care if you're proud of me. Shove your pride where the sun doesn't shine!"

This one stings, you see it in Fiona's face. "Now watch yourself little girl."

You step forward. "Don't talk to her, talk to me." You jab a finger into your sister's chest. "This stupid bet. I'm going to win this fuckin thing Fiona. You're going to be nice to us, whether you want to or not. You swore. You're not getting the better of me this time!"

Elsie steps up and holds to your shoulder. "My master will beat you Fiona, and then you're mine!"

You could see an anger rising in your big sister, but she contains it. She glances down at your poking finger, her eyes narrow. Just like when you were little Fiona could easily take either one of you, but when you and El banded together her options were limited. She hisses. "You shrimp dick sissy bitch." She growls. "When I have you at my heel you will learn some manners."

"He'll beat you Fiona!" Elsie says with conviction.

"Ha ha ha! Beat me? This needle dick chump?"

"Stop it! For fuck sake...stop it!" You bark. "I'm not a needle dick. I'm not little. Stop saying those things!"

She laughs. "That isn't what Allison seems to think. Fuck, those things she was saying to Chloe. Mmm, she must have been so happy to finally have a real cock to..."

"Shut up." Your arm lowers, your head bows, your voice goes quiet. "Just...shut up."

"He he he! Even Allison knows how pathetic you are Jesse, it's not just me." She then pushes you and Elsie back away from her. "Elsie knows it too. She dwarfs you little bitch. And she's felt a real cock too Jesse. She just won't say..."

"Don't you dare!" El pushes her big sister back! You had NEVER seen Elsie physically stand up to Fiona before! "Don't you DARE say that! I hate you. I hate you!" You are stunned by the vitriol in Elsie's usually sweet voice.

You step up beside your little sister. "I hate you too!"

Fiona's eyes widen. Gone was the anger, gone was the teasing amusement, gone was the usually unshakable confidence. "Stop it, you guys don't really mean that. Fuck, settle down, I'm just teasing."

"I do." Elsie says in a low voice. "I hate you Fiona."

Once more, this one gets through Fiona's defenses. This blow lands hard though she tries not to show it. She shakes her head. "N-now wait a minute. El...wait. Let's not say... Hold on... Elsie, no." Her eyes, snap to you. "Jesse? You too?"

You go to say it again, to say you hated her, but now that you were looking at Fiona eye to eye...you knew you didn't mean it. She was horrible, a relentless bully who was probably to blame for half your insecurities...but she was your big Sis. She had been your defender in grade school. Anytime a father figure was needed she would be there for you, as best as she could manage anyways. She had taught you to drive, to shave, to take pride in your family name. There were so many bad times with her, but there were some good ones as well.

She was awful, but you did not hate her.

You swallow. You do not answer, which was answer enough. You swear you notice Fiona breath a sigh of relief.

In a whisper you simply say. "I'm going to beat you Fiona."

A new silence fills the hallway, brimming with tension and unresolved emotions.

Just then you hear from your mother's room Allie's shocked voice. "OH! HOLY...FUCKING...SHIT!"

You and your sisters look once more at each other, once more stunned. What in the hell was happening in there!?

Allie then follows up with. "OH MAMA! BIG MAMA! BIG BIG MAMA!!!"

"No way!" Fiona groans. "Wellllll....shit!"

The three of you hurry toward your mother's door.