Zack runs

Heather’s hand slipped from Zack’s cock as he turned and bolted from the scene. Disappearing into the darkness of the caves without a word, leaving Heather to fumble as she buttoned up her shorts.

“Zack!” she hissed, glancing into the other room to make sure that Robert and Monica hadn’t heard them. With one last lingering look at her father’s thick, long cock as he continued to fuck Monica, Heather set off in search of Zack.

Once she was far enough away from the copulating couple, Heather turned her flashlight on and followed the faint sound of footsteps echoing back at her. She couldn’t imagine what was going through Zack’s head, but running off like this was dangerous. He didn’t know the caves well and was just mindlessly running away through the dark. She could understand that he was freaking out but they couldn’t afford to lose another person on this trip.

The dark haired teen felt something like what Zack was feeling. She’d just discovered that her father potentially had other children with other women. It wasn’t surprising; given her father’s history of sleeping around it seemed likely that someone somewhere had gotten pregnant with another child of his. But Heather had, for so long, identified as an only child and now, not only was that not true but she had a brother, a brother who was the son of a woman she knew, a brother who she seen at school regularly, a brother she counted as a friend. This wasn’t like finding out her dad had a secret family a few states away that she’d never met. She’d met Zack, she knew the Bishops. And now they were just supposed to be family?

As bad as it was for her, it was worse for Zack, she considered, rushing through the caves as quick as she could, while still being careful not to trip on the hard, uneven rock floor. At least with this revelation, Heather’s parents hadn’t changed. Robert was still her father and Brooke was still her mother. For Zack though, the man he thought was his father wasn’t, and a man that he had never known except for his infamous reputation was.

That’s if it was true, Heather told her, flicking the light back and forth as she ventured deeper into the caves, still following the sound of footsteps just ahead of her. Just because her father had fucked his mother eighteen years ago didn’t mean that Robert was definitely his father as well. The timing was suspicious though, and it would make sense that perhaps they had stopped when Monica became pregnant. Did that mean then that her father knew Zack might be his son? Had he known this all this time and just pretended not to know? Or worse, didn’t care?

Heather shook her head, telling herself not to freak out. Not until there was more concrete information. Which is exactly what Zack should have done, rather than running off into a maze of caves. At least no one could accuse them of not doing a thorough sweep of the caves. There was no sign of Zack or Victoria and when Heather paused to listen, she couldn’t hear footsteps anymore. A sense of urgency gripping Heather, she pressed on, continuing in the direction she’d last heard the echo of his steps coming from.

The cave began to tunnel, narrowing in and around, meandering downwards. The ground was worse here, so bumpy and rocky that Heather had to reach out against the wall to steady herself. She felt the stone wet against her hand. And as she turned the next corner, a sparkling blue light lit the exit. Filled with dread, she stepped forward.