By his sister

James felt a sudden shudder, and for a second, was worried about another potential earthquake. But then it happened again and came with a voice.

“Wakey, wakey, shithead!”

James slowly opened his eyes, wincing at the pain of the light coming from his open windows. He sat up, rubbing his eyes, stretching. He followed his eyes up the jeans, a tight black camisole, covering beautiful D-cup breasts. He recognised the woman immediately as his sister. She had luscious, black hair curled and perfectly styled as always along with eyes you could get lost in and thick, ruby-red lips. James was thankful she was fully clothed.

“Hi Sophie…” he muttered.

“Well hey there! Are you gonna tell sister what’s going on with you? Or do I have to go get Mommy and Daddy?”

“Oh God…they’re not here are they?”

She chuckled, “Nah they left for work this morning. They were going to go out looking for you again but, fortunately, yours truly here decided to come and check in here if you’d left your phone and look what I find! I told them you were resting in bed and that I’d talk to you when you woke up!”

James felt a sudden surge of guilt. Knowing what he knew now, he realised his family must have been obscenely worried about him,

“I’m sorry, sis. I really am. Yesterday was just…a bit of a day.”

Her grin flashed to one of concern for a moment, before returning back to normal.

“Tell you what, I’ll accept your apology if you tell me what the fuck is going on with you. C’mon, tell sissy what’s wrong!”

If only I could. But you’d think I’m crazier than you do now.

James sighed. He had to tell her something. She wouldn’t believe any bullshit like he was tired or overworked or stressed. So he decided to tell her everything. Including the crazy bits. When he finished, she sat and stared at him, mouth agape.

“You are well aware that you sound like you’ve been declared mentally insane right?”

James nodded.

“Okay, well that’s something, I guess!”

She got up and began pacing.

“So you’re telling me, that some witch bitch you met decided to alter the very fabric of reality just because you and your bitch were having a disagreement because you like to pork in public?”

“That is what I’m saying,”

“Which makes zero sense because everyone porks in public,”

“That’s the thing though. Before yesterday, they didn’t!”

“James this is madness! Is it just because you didn’t like the porn I was watching or-“

“Sophie no!” He was shouting now. “Listen to me, think about it! Would you have been so blasé if you’d caught Mom and Dad fucking on the couch before yesterday? Really, really think about it!”

Sophie stopped pacing and looked at him hard. He could hear the cogs ticking in her mind. But then, suddenly she stopped, and her jaw went slack.

“See! I told you! It’s shocking isn’t-“

He stopped as he noticed she was staring into nothingness, her face completely vacant. James shuddered as the expression reminded him of someone for a moment.

After a few moments, she came to.

“James, I’ve no idea what it is you’re talking about but, listen. I’ll hold up the masturbating in your room for a bit. I’ll even ask Mom and Dad to put a lid on their fucking for a bit if you want. Just until you figure out whatever the hell is going on in your head. Okay?”

James sighed. While he didn’t want to put a stifle on them, he knew he needed to get his head straight. He nodded.

“Thanks sis,” he managed a weak smile.

She approached his bed, sat next to him and ruffled his hair.

“Just figure it out quickly okay?”

He nodded before she took his head in her hand and planted a big kiss on his lips.

As she pulled away, a wry grin upon her face, she licked her lips.

“Yummy,” she winked, before getting up and closing the door behind her.

James sat there, the feeling of her warm lips still on his.

“No, no! I can’t. She’s my sister!”

James flopped back on his bed, allowing himself a couple more hours rest.