An Ugly Break Up

You vibrate with anger as you stand just inside your room. You shudder as you think about how close you'd come to striking your sister. You could hear your mother talking to your sister on the other side of the door. Your mom seemed completely at a loss as to what had just happened.

Soon after you hear Fiona leave. Your mother wanders off downstairs. Then you hear Elsie sneak from the house. And finally the giggling pair of Chloe and Allison prance upstairs and into the bathroom for a shower. You thank God for that. Allie smelt like a whore's crotch when you encountered her in the living room.

Sitting on your bed you stare at your phone. You stare at the name. Casey. You wanted to call her, to get your mind off of all this shit. To talk with someone not caught up in your crazy family ways. But it was too early and...you really had to deal with Allison first. You weren't the type of guy to screw around.

You change and get ready to leave. You gather Allison's clothes and lay them out on the bed. Just to hurry things along once she got here. You got your school books together and packed them into your backpack. And you wait.

Allison eventually enters the room, walking boldly and proudly despite not having any clothes. She was clean and looking good once more. She smiles bright when she sees you. Rushing up she leans down and gives you a kiss. You make no motion to return the affection.

"Oh baby! Where have you been? You missed...everything! Ha ha ha!" She chirps. Grabbing her panties she pulls them on. "Oh my god baby, your family is incredible! OH MY GOD! Ha ha ha! But you knew that didn't you? You kinky boy." She teases playfully. She pulls on her shirt. As she looks at you her smile is beginning to fade, she wasn't sure yet but she was starting to sense something was off. "Hey, don't worry. I'm not mad. Fuck Jesse...I've never been happier! Ohh, Chloe and Big Mama...ohhhh..."

"Did Fiona join you?" You ask in a monotone voice. You knew Fiona hadn't lied, but you just wanted to make sure.

She studies you. "No. Though I wish she did. She is sexy as hell! And holy shit, what a cock! Is that what you wanted baby? Me and Fiona? I'm down with that if you can arrange it. But hey, stick around next time okay? Want me to tell you about it? About last night?"

"No."

She cocks her head curiously. "But...Jesse...?"

"Get dressed. Hurry up." You tell her.

Now she knew something was wrong. "Jesse...what's up baby?"

You stand and pick up your pack. "I'll meet you in my car. Hurry up, I've got a class." You remember your aunt's words that morning. You say in a detached manner, echoing her words from earlier. "School is important. I've got a bright future ahead of me."

"School is important? Bright future? You're talking funny baby, you okay? What's up?"

"I'll see you in the car." You walk from your room and down the stairs.

Your mother watches you from down the hall at the entrance to the kitchen. "I made breakfast Jesse." She says softly. She had a cup of hot coffee in her hands and a worried look on her face.

"I already ate." You say. You exit the house without another word and go to wait in your car. You only had enough emotional energy for so much, and you knew you had to save it for Allison.

You don't have to wait long before you see Allison hurrying out the door, pack slung over her shoulder. She waves back at your mother who now stood on the stoop to watch the pair of you leave. Chloe joins her aunt out front and waves goodbye as well. As Allie gets closer you can see a terse angry expression on her face.

She gets into the car and slams the door. "What the hell is your problem?" She immediately snaps.

You start the engine and begin to drive. You just had to get away from your mother's concerned gaze for what was about to happen. You knew in your heart it would be better to wait until your emotions were more settled, but this could not wait.

"Well?" Allie pushes.

"Have fun last night?" You ask her.

"Yeah, fuck yeah! They felt real fuckin good. Better than good. That's what you wanted, wasn't it?"

You look over at her. "No Allie, no it wasn't. Why would I ever want that?"

"Shut up, yes it is. That lame story you concocted, Chloe hiding in your closet, come on now. Let's be real here baby." She reaches across and grasps your shoulder. "I told you. I'm not angry. Jesse, I loved it. I loved every bit of last night. It was honestly life changing, like I know myself better now. Oh my god baby, it was fucking AMAZING! They filled me and stretched me and used me in ways...WHOO! I just wish you had of been there! Where were you? I kept expecting you back. Babe, I don't care how kinky you are. I'm good with whatever you wanna do. I'll dirty talk you, humiliate you, just tell me what you like. What is this? Second thoughts? Regrets? Don't worry baby, I'm good."

"Allison, that lame story was the truth. It might be stupid, but it was the truth. Listen, I know I shouldn't have tricked you into having sex with Chloe. That was fucked up. But...you don't know what it's like. Fiona...she just gets inside of my brain. I couldn't lose this one. I can't lose this one!"

Allison is quiet for a time as you drive, you could tell she didn't quite believe you. Finally in a low voice she asks. "Where did you and Elsie go last night?" Her words thickly layered with insinuation.

You look over at her. "We didn't want to hear you guys. We went out for a bite then slept at my Aunt's place."

"Slept together?" Her eyes narrow. "You slept with her, didn't you?"

"What the fuck?"

"Oh fucking spare me. Master? ****? Eighteen year old sisters don't do that shit with their brother. I saw the way she looks at you. I hear the way you talk about her. It is sick."

"What the fuck did you say?"

"Elsie, she's fucking sick in the head. Fuckin shut in nerd weirdo."

Snap!

"Shut your filthy mouth! Don't you ever fucking talk about Elsie you fucking...WHORE!!!" You rage. You crank the wheel and careen into a nearby parking lot, there was no way you could drive in your current state. You slam on the brakes and slap it into park. You turn on Allison. "She's a better woman than you'll EVER be!"

"FUCK YOU! YOU LITTLE SISTER FUCKING CUCK! Is Elsie satisfied with your little pecker? Bitch! Does she just suck you off or you do you guys actually fuck!? She fuck you with her big cock you little sissy?"

"You fucking cunt!" Spittle flies from your lips.

Allison had tears running down her face. "What the fuck are you doing to me here? I fucking did what I did for you, you dumb shit! Why didn't you tell me..."

"Give me a break!" You growl. "On your fucking knees. Big Mama this, Big Mama that. As if I could have stopped you! Would you have stopped if I asked?"

She side steps the question, you both knew the answer to that.

"Jesse...you don't know what it's like." You could see her pause a moment, but the rage had gripped her too. "Dealing with a fucking beta bitch like you all the fucking time! All your fucking feelings and sappy shit. You're no real man Jesse. You're just a little boy! Chloe and Big Mama knew how to treat me. They knew how to use me. They fucked me like I deserve to be fucked. Better than your sorry cuck ass ever could."

"Get out!" You bark. "Get out, we are fucking DONE!"

She stops mid screech. She blinks a few times, as if you'd hit her with a shovel. People heading into their office building glance toward the hastily parked car with the screaming teenagers curiously. Neither you or Allie cared, you were in a world of hurt and anger all your own now.

Allie gasps. "Done? Wait...wait a minute..."

"Get out."

"Jesse, we're just having a fight. Calm down baby." She reaches to touch you again but you pull away.

"I'm not your baby anymore." You take a deep breath and **** yourself to settle. Calm yourself, be mature here. This was serious. "I'm sorry Allison, but it's over."

"B...but..." Her tears of anger turn to tears of sorrow. "No baby. Come on, don't say that. Hey...I'm sorry about what I said about Elsie, I didn't mean that. I-I don't have a sister, I don't understand..."

You look her square in the eye. "It's over."

"I didn't mean what I said. You are a real man. Jesus, it was just the heat of the moment. Come on now..."

You just shake your head.

She wipes tears from her eyes. "Baby, no. No."

"Sorry Allie. I can't, not anymore. Especially after last night. We're through Allison."

You sit a long long time, each of you awash in the intense emotions of the moment. For you this was a relief, painful but a relief. For Allie she was struggling to come to grips with it.

Allison finally nods. "Okay. Okay then." She swallows. "Um...can...can we stay friends?"

"I don't think that's really going to work, do you?"

She nods again. "Oh yeah. Maybe I can just come over some time."

Your heart sinks as you see through to her real motive. "To fuck my family?"

"Yeah! Yeah, why not? You wouldn't mind, would you?" Desperation was rising in her voice. "Listen, I swear. I won't say a word about you and Elsie. That's your business."

"Get out." You point. "There's a cab stand over there."

"No, no wait Jesse. You can't do this to me! Not after last night! Please!" She stammers. "I-I-I'll spill your secret, y-your family secret." You could tell she was bluffing.

"You promised you wouldn't."

"Jesse please, don't do this! Fuck baby, I'll do anything for you. What do you want? I'll go down on you right now! All these people around. I don't care baby. Tell me what you want!"

"Allison. I told you the truth. About the wager. Why won't you believe me?" You sigh. "Besides, I don't want anything from you anymore. It was fun Allie, we had some good times, but it's done."

"Baby!" She pleads.

"Listen. Whatever you have going on with my family...that's your business. That's between you and them. I will have nothing to do with it." You lean over her and open her door for her. "Now get out. Please."

She looks at the open door then back to you as the reality and finality of the moment sinks in. A mixture of anguish and anger across her tear streaked face. She takes a deep breath through her nose and straightens up, trying to restore some dignity. She picks up her back pack. She wipes her cheeks and steps out of the car.

"Goodbye Allie." You say in a soft tone.

She slams the door. You watch as she storms across the parking lot in that prideful but hurt manner of a scorned woman.

You rest your forehead on the steering wheel. That was tough, real tough, but it was done. You felt a weight lift from your shoulders.