Dylan's Alerted

"What the hell was that?!" Hailey heard Dylan shout from downstairs as she finally shut off the doll. "It came from Mom and Dad's room!"

Hailey whispered every curse word she could think of as she heard Dylan race up the stairs, Caleb apparently in toe. She didn't have much time!

In a panic, the woman sat behind the other doll in the closet, stripping off Caleb's hoodie and curling up into a ball as she heard the door to the master bedroom swing open. She peeked up a bit to see Dylan enter with Caleb behind him.

The brothers looked around the room. Caleb looked in the direction of the closet and went wide eyed, mouthing out "Don't move" as soon as he laid eyes on Hailey.

"No one under here." Dylan muttered as he got up from looking under the bed. Turning to Caleb with a glare, he walked over to him and said, "I swear, Dweeb. If you even thought about -"

He stopped mid sentence as he spotted the walk-in closet out of the corner of his eye. Or more specifically, the naked ass and bare legs of someone behind the doll.

Before Caleb could do or say anything, Dylan walked into the closet and grabbed Hailey by the hair, causing the woman to hold back a squeak as he turned her over.

"Hailey?!" Dylan asked in shock, his eyes the size of dinner plates. However, upon seeing the butterfly tattoo under her left breast, the man's shock turned to discomfort. Almost as if testing something, he touched the tattoo.

"Hey Stud Muffin! My name's Hailey! Wanna do the horizontal tango?"

"Okay." Dylan said in discomfort, letting Hailey go. "It's one thing that Mom and Dad get another one of these stupid, creepy dolls, but to get one that looks like my bitchy, bimbo ex-girlfriend? Right down to her name and using that annoying and cringy pet name she used to give me? That's just creepy."

Hailey **** herself not to glower at those comments as she gave the vacant doll smile.

Dylan turned to walk away when he stepped on something soft. Looking down, Dylan saw Caleb's hoodie before picking it up, noticing that it was right next to the "doll". That was when he noticed that something wet was running down the "Hailey doll's" legs.

"Oh, I get it." Dylan said with a mocking chuckle, staring right at Caleb as he walked towards his younger brother. "You were so **** to get some action, that you actually stole one of Mom and Dad's dolls to get freaky with over the spring break."

"N-no!" Caleb stuttered defensively, "I just -"

"Hey, here's a tip if you want a woman in your pants, Dweeb." Dylan said with a cruel chuckle, "Lose about five hundred thousand tons and stop being a wimpy geek! You're eighteen, for crying out loud!"

"But I -"

"Ugh! I can't believe we're related, let alone ten years apart in age." Dylan groaned as he poked Caleb in his beer belly. "I've been saying it for years, and I'll tell you again. You really are just a big, fat, embarrassment!"

Inside the closet, Hailey was fuming. When they were dating, she knew that Dylan was somewhat hard on Caleb (and back then, she did regretfully believe that he deserved it before getting to know the real Caleb tonight), but not once did she think he was this cruel to his own brother! And Caleb was so frightened of his own brother that he wasn't fighting back. A fire lit in her belly as the woman began seeing red...