... to worse

Chapter 11

You stumble into your room like a boxer who won the fight of his life. You want to let yourself fall on the bed, when you notice that there is still light coming from your PC monitor at the wall of your room. In blue and white colors, it plays around the silhouette of your little sister who has turned halfway towards you within your office chair.

"You should have been in bed a long time ago Little One," you admonish her, but don't mean it seriously, while your brain is getting down to earth.

"You and Maureen were still awake. What actually happened?" You rub the back of your head.

"Well, Maureen is just Maureen. What is she not joking about…?” You take a deep breath and try to finish the subject as far as possible. She knows that I love you and your sister and well... "It was nothing. I may have overreacted a little when she held her speeches again. I'll apologize to her tomorrow."

Then your eyes fall on the screen of your PC. Megan has her own one in her room as well as her tablet and smartphone. You got the same set from your parents. Millie, on the other hand, does not yet have a PC and likes to use yours to do homework and research. Or to play games. While she was waiting for you, she loaded one of hers that you installed on the PC for her.

"Ah, I can see that our family in there is doing well too." You never fully understood the interest in these 'life simulations'. If you can build a household, why don't you do it in real life? Your sister gives you the answer right away.

"Yes, I was just promoted to astronaut. And Megan is a doctor.” You have to smile when you think that you actually want Millie not to have to grow up so quickly. Just how she sits on your oversized office chair reminds you of the scene from Star Wars in which the Emperor turns around to maltreat Luke with his lighnings. Millie is at least nicer than the dark lord.

"And what about me?" You turn your sister back to the screen and support yourself with your arms on the back of the chair. You lean forward and look at your sister from the side. She smiles mischievously and maybe a little embarrassed.

"You gave up the CEO. That was too boring for you."

"What?" you ask with mock indignation. "I thought I was a good manager. Didn't I bring the money into the household? Look, the TV you're watching right now..." - you refer to the one in the game, not the real one right in front of you - "you bought it from my money." Millie has to laugh and puts her hand to her mouth. Her gaze turns to the side in the direction of the neighboring room. Megan has her room between yours and the one of Millie.

Your parents have invested enough money in the house and the walls hold the rock classics from Megan, the anime series from Millie, and your curses about making bad decisions in PC games in your own rooms. But not all. And the last thing you want is for Megan to wake up this night even though you have planned everything so well.

"Now Megan and I made the money in the house," your sister giggles. "Doesn't that bother you?"

"As long as we live together, everything is fine," you say and mess up her hair. "Girl power! But what am I going to do now?” At this Millie looks a little embarrassed.

"Well... you are... a master criminal now?"

"What?" you ask again. "A bad guy? Why is that?” Millie giggles again and shrugs.

"I thought that suits you."

"Do you think I am the family’s bad boy?" you playfully ask and pat her head to take the sting from your words. But her eyes don't look away from the monitor. You tap her on the shoulders. "Hey? What's up?"

"Yes. You're something like a… bad boy.” That makes you stop midsentence.

"Okay, you have to explain that to me little sister," you say, and Millie turns from the monitor and looks at you from the side.

"Well, I thought because you always play against the rules..." She shrugs awkwardly and her eyes are on the monitor without really looking.

"Against the rules? Me?” You laugh. It is something new. You always stick to the rules, including your own... wait... And Millie also notices that your thoughts stall.

"Not at all," she claims, pulling a pout. But not the sweet one that you are used to from her and that always warms your heart. It's an angry expression on the face and it looks like you're not just penetrating one protective armor today. You don't even do it on purpose. Can this be related to the holidays and our birthdays? What else did I do? "You are against the rules Finn" she says firmly.

"Okay... but a criminal mastermind?" You point to the game. But Millie remains serious and in reality. She doesn't get into the fun.

"You are... a black knight. One who knows the rules but doesn't follow them. The way you always protect Megan and me. Everyone thinks it's weird, even our parents. But you don't care. You just want our best.” She looks you straight in the eye and you don't dare to say anything. That sounds familiar to you. "You just want my best," Millie says matter-of-factly.

"Of course.”

"Even if that means that you are treated stupidly by our parents."

"Of course." Are you? Now that you think about it. The dispute between Millie and your mother... Your father's comments... Maureen... sometimes Megan on her bad days... Oh oh...

"And even if my classmates say..." Millie breaks off and you're back on the job.

"Go on. Everything’s okay” you try to encourage her. Your mother has already told you that she is in contact with your younger sister's teachers. Neither you nor Megan thinks this is particularly helpful.

"I did something stupid," says your sister suddenly, and her voice is getting quieter and more fragile.

"Then let me help." Slowly a pattern is emerging, you become aware. But you couldn't be more indifferent.

"I... I told a boy from my neighboring class about my dreams. And that I always come to you.” She begins to sob. You take her hand with yours.

"What happened?" You don't care that this thing may affect you and may even affect your life. But maybe you still have to beat someone up.

"He said I would go to bed with everyone and that I deserved it. And that I would want it too and...“ She pauses and looks at you. Her face twists itself when she thinks of the words she is about to speak. “He said I would only break the family if I couldn't solve my problems myself. And you have no girlfriend because of me and therefore you will hate me.” Now she bursts into tears. "He said I am just annoying you." Her breath is clumsy and tears run down her face. Her shoulders rise and fall, it almost shakes her. Apparently she carried it around with her for a while.

"Wow. Millie…” You pull the chair with your sister on it back from the table, her hands falling weakly into her lap, turn her around to you and kneel in front of her. Then you enclose her hands with yours. Her head hangs down so you put your hands on her chin and lift it up so you can look each other in the eye.

And you realize that you have to cross the border here too, so that your sister feels better. As with Megan, it only seems to work if you give in to your own feelings. After all, your sisters are intelligent people. They make their own thoughts and sometimes it leads to bad feelings. Isn't it your job to bend it right now? Millie obviously tried it alone. Maybe because she thought you'd better get on with Megan. And Megan thinks the same about me and Millie. You have to get involved, otherwise the sisters will eventually think you hate them. My God. Heavens above me, let that work!

"Millie, look at me." She raises her puffy eyes. "You're damn strong little sister."

"No, I'm not," she sobs. "I need you Finn. I need you and at some point you will drop me because I am so weak."

"No you are not weak. And especially not, if you ask me for help.” She looks at you questioningly. "They don't even know what you've been through. And you don't give up. Do you think they would fight like you? You do everything to make yourself feel better. And if that means being close to me, then it is my purpose in life to make you feel better."

"But I should never have told him that I'm scared."

"Everyone is afraid. Do you hear that? Everyone. Show me a man who says he's not afraid and I'll show you a dead body.” That leaves the eyes of your Princess wide. You shake your head and wipe it away with your hand. "Forget it. I just want to say that the majority of people in the world make the mistake of running away from their fears or ignoring them. You don't do that. You are afraid and come to me to get help. And that's why you'll soon feel better while this guy and your ex-boyfriend and everyone else will still have the same fears. Everyone is afraid," you say again, "but I couldn't be more proud of how you fight your fears." Then Millie literally slips off the chair, kneels on the floor with you and falls into your arms. Your hug lasts for minutes and her sobs decrease minute by minute.

"Are you afraid too? I can not imagine that." You giggle first and feel the warmth of her body on yours, the feeling of her heartbeat.

"Yes, I'm scared too, Little One."

" From what?" It's almost a whisper.

"That I can't be there for you. That one day you might need me and because of my mistakes as a person or external circumstances I can't be there for you." And it is the truth. Your greatest fear is, that your sisters will be separated from you because you could pose a perverted danger to them. That would be your end and that is the reason why you have been struggling for years to look at your sister’s breasts, their butts and actually everything else on their perfect bodies. This is the reason why you masturbate over the social media images of Maureen so as not to end up on the profiles of your other sisters. And that's the reason why you spend so much energy to be with them and still not cross the thin red line that would mean to win everything but risk losing everything.

And now you're throwing it all overboard. And you know what? As a result, Megan kisses and laughs with you and Millie hugs you more tightly than ever before and says, “It will never happen BB. You will always be there for me and I trust you and I want you to be there for me and for Megan. I…” She presses even more tightly and now you notice her breasts on your upper body as they rub against you lightly through your breathing. "I like you Finn." You press your cheek against her head, smell the scent of her hair and she can feel the air flowing out of your mouth when you say: "And I like you Millie."

So you stay for a long time. Sitting on the floor of your room, just the monitor as a source of light and you forget everything around you. At some point it gets too uncomfortable and before you get a cramp in your back you look at your little sister. "Nothing will ever get me away from you Millie, no power in the world. I will do anything you want to help you.” That is true, but you still **** yourself to give her a way out. "Only if you tell me, I will let you go."

"I'll never say that Finn" your sister happily closes the way out. "You have me on your back now and you won't get rid of me that quickly." You hug each other again and Millie actually starts to put her hands on your back. You still hold back with the strength of the gods. "I'm glad to have you Finn."

"And I'm glad to have you Millie, my little sister. When I met you and Megan, you gave me the greatest gift I could ever wish for. I will always be there for you. No matter how you feel. You don't have to feel bad because you're feeling bad. You will never lose me. And the only thing that should bother you is how you can be happy. Because that is also my goal. I really like being there for you and yes, I could have another girl sitting here now. But it does not matter. You are sitting here in front of me now and that is fine with me. The main thing is that I can make you happy tonight and every other day." Millie smiles shyly at you.

"You said that nicely, BB" she whispers. You take her hands and put her arms on your shoulders. Then you grasp her waist and easily lift her off the floor and hold her in your arms. Millie weighs sixty kilos, maybe a little more. She squeaks softly and struggles with her legs. Finally you put her down and look her in the eyes again.

"So if there is one thing I want from you today, tell me what I can do so that you can sleep next to me tonight without being afraid or worried. No matter what, I do it." You almost **** when you realize what you said there but Millie only smiles when she thinks of something. "Come on," you say, and get up. "Let's go to bed." But she doesn't follow you. You turn to her when you notice that. And there is your little sister. Only in her pajamas in blue and white with the planes, white socks and her devastated hair and tear-wet eyes. She looks shy, bounces from one leg to the other and chews on the tip of her thumb.

"Actually... you said... everything? I can do everything…?”

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