Livid

Alex quickly shut his eyes, and was instantly back to the present, sitting on the edge of his bed. Alex clenched his fist and took a deep breath, trying to calm down. “What the fuck Maggie?” He failed. “Really? In my bed?”

Her face melted into panic. “I… how… look, I can explain.”

“Fuckin Christ.” Standing up, he turned to look at the bed. “Tell me you at least washed the fucking bedding?” He didn’t need her to answer though. He wasn’t sure what exactly he was thinking about, but he knew the power just told him they hadn’t been washed in months. “I can’t fuckin believe you.” Alex began pulling the blankets and sheets off the bed, stomping out the room towards the washing machine.

As he loaded the bedding into the machine, he thought to himself, not really even sure what was pissing him off about it. She was an adult and Alex had already made peace with her having a sex life, or so he thought. Then, as far as the room was concerned, until today, it was as much a guest room as it was his since he hadn’t actually lived here in years. For some reason, however, all he wanted to do was put his fist through a wall.

Taking a deep breath, he headed back up to the room. As he approached the door, he could hear Maggie crying, as Alli tried to calm her down. “... fuck everything up! Now he hates me!”

“He doesn’t hate you, he’s just… upset right now. Give him a little while, he’ll calm down.” Alli was doing her best to reason with the girl, but she didn’t have much confidence in her tone.

“No, he won’t Alli, it’s Alex. The stubborn bastard is going to hate me for the rest of my fucking life! Dad died, and he still didn’t come back because of their stupid argument. Something like this though? We just got him back. Oh god, what if he leaves?”

Alex’s heart sank as he was overcome with shame. He took another deep breathe, and walked into the bedroom. “I’m not leaving Maggie.” She was about to say something, apologize maybe, but he put his hand up stopping her. “I just... “ He walked over, and sat in his desk chair, rubbing his face. “Just, why in my room? On my bed? Of all places?” Maggie looked at him, then over at Alli, trying to work up the nerve to explain. “You know what?” Alex put his hand up again, stopping her, “I don’t actually wanna know. Truthfully, I’d like to forget that I ever…” Alex paused on the word ‘saw’, not sure how he would explain it, “figured it out. Really, it’s your business, you don’t need to make excuses or apologies. Just, you know, for the love of god, don’t let it happen again. Also, maybe don’t introduce me to your boyfriend for a while or I may kick his ass. Or at least try to and no doubt embarrass myself more than anything.” Alex **** a chuckle, trying to disarm the situation a little.

Maggie got up and went over to him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Since he was sitting, he ended up getting a face full of her beautiful, soft tits. It took all the strength he had left in him to not start kissing and sucking on them. “Hey,” Alex said, breaking away from the hug, “I can unpack later, how about we go downstairs and find a board game or something to play while we catch up?” She looked down at him and gave him a weak smile, another tear trickling from her eye. He raised a hand to her cheek, rubbing the tears away from her eyes. “Bubbles, I’m so sorry. I can hardly begin to make up for staying away after dad. I was a giant, stupid, fucking asshole to have left you alone then, but I’m here now, and I will never leave you again. I love you Maggie. You are the most important thing in my life.”

Maggie began to cry again as she sat in his lap and hugged him again. Alex sat there, stroking her hair until she calmed down. “Come on, let’s go downstairs. If I recall correctly, Alli promised me some strip poker earlier.”

This time he succeeded in getting the girls to laugh as they all stood up and began to walk out the door. Maggie wrapped herself around his arm as they walked downstairs. Alex was still pretty upset about the whole thing, but the fact that he made Maggie cry like that, and the notion that he would ever leave her hurt far worse than whatever he had seen in his vision.

“Which of you is washing?” Sandy asked pointing to the laundry room over the shoulder.

“That would be me,” Alex answered. “Just getting the dust bunnies out and what not.” Maggie squeezed his arm a little harder, though he wasn’t sure if it was an apology for what she’d done, or a thank you for lying to Sandy about it. Probably both, he thought.

A piece of him was tempted to read her mind and find out why she had had sex in his bed last night, but after what he just put her through, he felt she deserved some privacy. He did of course realize the hypocrisy in this since earlier he not only watched Alli give her first blow job, but also read her mind while he watched her masturbate. He began to understand what his dad meant about this power tearing down walls.

“We’re gonna play some poker and catch up,” Alli told her mom, pulling out the deck of cards from a cabinet. “Care to join us?”

“Sure, let me get some chips and drinks.” Once Sandy was in the kitchen and out of earshot, Alex leaned over to Allison.

“You know I was joking about the strip poker thing, right?” Alli just smirked at him as she leaned over and pulled out the box of poker chips. “Hmm, I shouldn’t have said anything, I should have just gone along with it.” The girls giggled at him as they sat down at the dining room table.