Immediate Aftermath

You drive for a few minutes still shaken by what had just happened. Elsie hadn't laid a hand on Fiona but the things she had said left damage that was so much worse. Wounds unseen.

You find a quiet spot and pull over. Parking the car you turn and turn to reach out for your weeping sister. Taking her in a soft embrace you hold her close. She buries her face in your shoulder, her short freshly cut hair tickles your neck.

Fiona holds to you with all the strength her little body had. Holding you like a sailor gone overboard in turbulent seas would to a lifeline. Her sobs wrack her body. What words she does try to say come out incomprehensible blubbers. Never had you seen Fiona like this and never had you expected to. The mighty Fiona brought low. It broke your god damn heart.

You soothe her and stroke her and whisper loving supportive whispers into her ear. "I love you. We love you. It's going to be okay." Most of all you just hold her and be there for her. You allow her to take the time she needs to find some semblance of normal again.

Finally, after many long soul wrenching minutes, she gathers herself up enough to speak. She pulls back enough to look up at you. Her heavily caked make up now streaked down her face giving her the appearance of some twisted clown from a dark horror movie.

Reaching up she strokes your cheek with her small delicate hand. "I...I'm sorry. I don't...deserve you..."

You pull her back for a big tight hug. Kissing her head you say. "Shhhh. No more apologies. Shhhh." Cupping her head in your hands you tilt her face toward yours and look into her eyes. "Fiona, listen. Don't mind anything El just said, okay? She wasn't herself. She was just saying those things because she knew they would hurt you. We do love you. All of us. None of us wish you were gone, okay?"

"Okay." She says. Fuck, this was frustrating. She would agree to anything you said right now due to her utter submissiveness. As you gaze into those teary hazel eyes you weren't sure if the message really got through.

"Fiona, I love you. I can tell you that with total honesty. I don't care you bullied me or any of those other things. You hear me? I love you Fiona."

"I love you too Jesse. I love you and El...so much...so much...it hurts sometimes." She confesses. "I wish...I wish I was better...better for you both."

"Shhhhh." You kiss her forehead. "It's okay, everything is going to be okay once you guys are back to normal." You say with a confidence you didn't necessarily feel in your heart.

You can feel her body slowly but steadily release its tension. She was starting to feel safe again. Her tears were no longer flowing at least and she was taking breaths in long mindful inhales and exhales as she consciously tries to calm herself.

"You okay?"

She nods and gives you timid smile. "I'm...a bit better now. Thank you."

You feel a shiver run through your sister. Reaching down you take her nice suede jacket, which was sitting in a bunch at her feet, and bring it up around her shoulders. She wraps the too large garment tight around her.

"Thank you." She says.

"Of course." You smile warmly. "Hey, do you have your phone on you? Mine is still back at the house. I should call Lucy and warn her about Elsie."

She sniffles, wipes some snot from her nose with the sleeve of her expensive jacket, then nods. She pulls the phone from her pocket, unlocks it, and hands it over. As you take it you realize that this was the first time you had actually held her phone in your hands. Fiona was always extremely protective of her device for some reason.

As you tap to her contacts app to find Peg's number you quickly find the family group but you notice others. "Clubbies", "Doms", "Subs", "Clients", "Prospective", "VIPs", "Business Contacts", and "School Shit". Weird. In her current state you weren't about to start hitting her with questions but...clients? Fiona had...clients?

Refocusing on the task at hand you quickly find Peg's number. Ring...ring...ring...ring... No answer.

"Shit." You hang up. "I hope Lucy is okay. I hope Mom and Peg are okay. Shit." You think a minute. You consider heading over there, but you didn't want any chance of your sisters coming together again tonight. Besides, who knows what Lucy was dealing with there. In the state she was in and after what had just happened you didn't want to bring Fiona into anything that was stressful right now.

Fiona looks at you with open guilt. "This is all my fault. It's cause I asked Peg to make me...better. I'm so stupid! I always mess everything up."

You reach across and grip her shoulder. "You didn't know any of this would happen. It's not your fault."

She nods, though you knew she was beating herself up about it. She sits quietly. Her plump lips had a small pout to them and she looked at you with hope that you would know what to do. You had never felt so responsible for anyone before. You couldn't let her down.

Next you phone Chloe, she needed to be warned as well. Ring...ring...ring...ring... After what seems like an eternity...

"Ugh...uff...hello? Fiona?" Chloe greets you, thinking you were your sister due to the call display. "Ohhhhh..."

"Hey Chloe. It's me, Jesse. God I'm glad you're home...."

"UNGH!" Her moan interrupts you. "Unghhhh...fuck yeah baby...don't stop...unghhhh..."

You pause. "Uh...Chloe, are you...?"

"Ungh! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck yeah Big Daddy! That's it baby...unnnghhh fuck!" Chloe groans. In the background you can hear the steady deep grunts of a man.

"Oh Jesus! You answered the phone while having sex!?" You exclaim. "Chloe, could you focus for a second. This is important."

"OHHHHH Fuuuuuuck!" Chloe replies. "This...unghh...this is important too...Jesse....he's...ohhhhh...he's close.....OHHHHH....he thinks...he think's I'm still on the pill....OHHHH!!!"

Suddenly everything stops on the other side of the line.

Chloe realizes too late the mistake she just made. "NO! Don't stop Daddy, keep going. Cum inside me! It's okay!" You can hear an angry man's voice in the background. In the heat of passion Chloe had said way too much. "Wait...no, I was kidding. I'm just kidding baby. I'm not ovulating. I'm not fertile as fuck right now! Gimme your creampie Daddy...please!!! Plant your fucking man seed deep inside of my womb! Breed your little Chloe, put your baby in meeeee! I mean! NO! I'm protected. I'm joking! I'm kidding. Oh no! Where are you going? Oh god! Come back Big Daddy!"

You let out an exasperated sigh. Why the hell was she still on the phone with you!? Why did she answer in the first place? Nothing ever went as planned with crazy Chloe. "Chloe, listen..."

"Damn it Jesse. Why'd you have to call right then!?" Chloe chastises you, as if any of this was your fault. "Come back...come back baby!" Click!

She hung up on you!

You shake your head in disbelief. Well...Chloe was still acting normal. Normal for her anyways. You decide to call her later. You hand the phone back to Fiona and give her one more long hug.

You give her an encouraging look. "We'll be okay. Don't you worry about anything Fiona. I'll take care of you."

She looks around nervously. "What are we going to do?"

You put the car back into gear and pull out of the parking spot. "We'll get a hotel for the night. We'll figure things out in the morning."