Fiona exposed

The trio of you sit happily. You share giggles and contented sighs. You reach forward and grab a stack of napkins brought with the pizza and share them out. You each clean yourselves of most of the jizz. You and El peel off the clothing you had messed up. El then takes a dispenser of pre-moistened wipes that your mother had just recently started keeping in different rooms in the house and you clean yourselves off even better.

As she is wiping herself Fiona says. "So you guys finally get to share a room. You must be happy."

You both nod vigorously. "Yeah! It's like a dream come true." You say. "It is what we always wanted."

Elsie giggles. "And Mom and Peg finally get to be together, another dream come true."

You join her laughing. "Too true. What's your dream Fiona?" You ask in an upbeat voice. "What do you want more than anything?"

She just shrugs and waves the question away. "Ah, nothing really."

El prods. "Come onnnn...what is it? Everyone has that one thing they really want."

Fiona is trying to avoid the question. She mumbles something then says. "Never mind, I'm off to bed..."

You grab her by the thigh and press forward. "Come on Fiona. You can tell us. We're your sisters."

Fiona looks at you with a strange expression. Any other time she would have blown you off with a harsh comment but after these past few days of sharing and opening up combined with her long tiring day...today she couldn't muster the bitchiness. Tonight she couldn't wear her mask. "It's stupid...it's impossible..." She says softly.

"Nothing is impossible!" El eggs her on. "We'll help if we can." You nod in agreement.

Out of nowhere Fiona's eyes are full of tears. "You can't help...you can't..." You and El look at each other in stunned silence. What the hell was happening right now? It wasn't just the tears, Fiona's face had cracked. Her hard exterior gone. Her pretty face trembled and shook and the tears began to flow freely. "You want to know my one true wish?" She sniffles. "My only wish in this whole rotten fucked up world?"

Reluctantly you nod, you never could have expected this reaction.

Her bottom lip trembles as her eyebrows come up and together as she begins to actually blubber. "I'd wish...I'd wish...I'd wish for Dad...to be alive. I wish I would have saved him!" With a heartbreaking sob she cries out. "I miss my Daddy!" With that she completely breaks down before your eyes. Strong, indomitable, powerful Fiona brought low. She was human after all. Burying her face in her hands she sobs like a child, like a little girl, like the seven year old girl who had to watch her father die before her eyes.

Your father had died 14 years ago. Much like how you and El shared a special bond so too had John and Fiona, without the sexual element of course. She was his perfect little girl, the light of his life, the center of his universe. When she was born he often said his whole world had changed forever. And she had loved him with all her heart and soul. She was a Daddy's girl. Your mother would sometimes embarrass Fiona with stories about how inseparable the two of them had been back then. When your Dad had his heart attack it had just been Fiona and him at home at the time, your mother had taken you and El out for a dentist's appointment. You knew Fiona had panicked but had eventually managed to phone 911, it was too late by the time they arrived. Though she never talked about it you knew Fiona blamed herself for not making the call faster.

You and Elsie embrace your older sister. You hold her tight as she weeps uncontrollably. She looks at you with pained **** eyes. "He told me..." She is taking heavy sobbing breaths between her words. "He told me...to be strong...that I had...to be...strong...for you two...I needed to look out for you, he said..." As she turns and looks at her little sister she breaks down all over again. Tears are in your and Elsie's eyes as well as you hold her tight between you. She cries out. "I tried to be strong...so strong...but...I'm not as strong as him...I tried...but...I wasn't strong enough! I'm sorry Papa! I'm sorry Elsie!" El is beside herself trying to comfort her sister. You both hug and stroke her as she lets out this flood of emotion. Neither of you knew what to say but you knew you could be there for her.

How the hell was a seven year old girl supposed to be as strong as the adult man of the house? Why had she taken that on herself? It was an impossible task.

Holding both your sisters tight you let Fiona cry herself out. All her bullying, all her mean comments, all her harshness and bitchiness. All that covered this beautiful, broken, fragile woman that was now weeping in your arms. You would never look at Fiona the same way again. You loved her in this moment of weakness more than you ever had. You could see in Elsie's eyes she was re-contextualizing things as well. None of this made what Fiona did to her okay, but it sure helped explain a few things.

You ask in a soft voice, after the crying had subsided some. "Fiona, would you please sleep with us tonight?" El smiled softly, expressing what a good idea she thought it was. Neither of you wanted her to be alone tonight. Silently Fiona just nods and sniffles, her head bowed as if she was ashamed of her outburst.

Together you and El lead Fiona upstairs. You hear your mother's cries of passion as you get up to the hallway. The three of you go to Fiona's bed, she had the largest bed between you, and you all cuddle together and eventually fall asleep in each other's loving arms.