Car Ride and Home

I don't remember much of the car ride, just that I laid down in the backseat, followed by me passing in and out of consciousness. Also passing bouts of nausea most likely due to both car sickness and ****, fortunately I didn't ruin the drivers back seat. After what seemed like an eternity as well as 5 minutes, I have finally made it back to my house. Getting out of the car, I realized I didn't have any money to tip them with, but they politely said it was fine and to just get some rest.

Walking up to my house I immediately run into Claire, whom also seems to be taking the walk of shame, although hers might be more sex filled. She make eye contact and she speaks first, "I won't tell Cindy, if you don't tell Cindy," she says with a sigh, "And we're both talking about this tomorrow."

"Deal," I say back and we both enter the house. However walking into the house we both realize our deal was in vain. As there sits Cindy, tapping her foot waiting for both of us.

"I don't think I need to say, I'm a little bit disappointed in both of you," Cindy says in a calm manner.

"Yes Cindy," We say in unison, it always sucked getting in trouble with mom but Cindy is much worse. Mom would cuss you out sometimes even kick you out of the house for a day. But with Cindy you always feel your heart and gut wrench. She has a way of making you feel bad for all you worked for, and points out the possibility of you throwing that all away.

"Claire, you have a volleyball game tomorrow and you can't be hungover for it, plus you're supposed to be a good example to CJ, not taking him out drinking."

"I didn't take him out drinking"

"I'm sorry, what did you say!" Cindy says with more anger in her voice.

"I didn't take him out drinking, plus he's an adult now anyways so he can make his own decisions, and you need to stop acting like a bitch to us every time one of us has fun in their life!"

"Did you just call me a fucking bitch Claire, after all I do for you guys!" Cindy yells back. It feels being in the middle of the two arguing like the usually do. Which mostly ends with Claire storming off and Cindy going outside for some air. However as the back and forth continues the nausea comes back and I find myself rushing to the trash bin in the sink to vomit.

My vomiting seems to stop both of them in their tracks and Claire storms off to her room and Cindy comes behind me and starts rubbing my back and holding my hair.

"You're okay just let it all out," Cindy says as I continue to puke my guts out.

I finish up my vomiting and respond back, "I think I just did," which causes Cindy to laugh a little bit.

"Let's get you to bed baby boy, and we can talk about it in the morning when your more sober, also don't worry about mom she's at Simone's right now"

"Okay," I say walking over to my room

"Nope," Cindy says grabbing me, "You're sleeping in my bed tonight, I'm not letting you be alone while your like this"

Moving to Cindy's room, I find myself immediately gravitating towards the bed.

"No no no, we're getting you out of at least your shoes and jeans" but it was too late as I already plopped myself onto the bed. I then immediately feel Cindy tugging my shoes off, followed by her unbuttoning my pants and pulling those off too leaving me in my boxers. "God you are such a baby"

"Just let me die" I say back jokingly

"Come on, shirt" she says as I lift my arms and she pulls my shirt off, "Man you're still skinny"

"Fuck off, Cindy" I say back causing her to laugh. She then proceeds to take off her pants leaving her in her t-shirt and panties exposing her big ass.

"Scoot over turd," She says pushing me causing me to scoot back further into the bed.

"You know I can sleep in my own bed?"

"Dude, you couldn't even take your own shoes off" She says laying down next to me.

I turn away from her and she scoots right behind me and starts playing with my hair.

"You need a haircut CJ,"

"Hmm, aren't you supposed to do that?"

"I guess," she says back sarcastically, "Are you still going to be a shit"

"I guess" I say back mocking her earlier statement

"I'm sorry I freaked out I was just worried Claire got you to do something you might of been uncomfortable with"

"I think you and Claire need to get along better"

"Not going to happen little bro, that's just sisters, plus now you got to tell me who you were with"

"Maybe tomorrow"

"That means never"

"Okay, never"

"See that's better" Cindy says back, "Just promise not to make it a regular thing, we've all done something like this once, just not all the time, okay?"

"I Promise Cindy"

"Good boy" she says as she scratches my head like a dog, "Now go to bed"

"Will do" I say back and we both lay there in silence for a while with Cindy's soft body pressed up against me making me feel as relaxed as ever. And I find myself soon drifting off to sleep.