Authors Note: Hey guys here's the next chapter of my story, I would like to thank my editor
TallMan56 for his time. I would like for you guys to leave feedback to help me progress with my story. -SL
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Avery had a death grip on my hand as she led me out of the store, the store doors slid open for us and we stepped foot back outside were the cold wind whipped Avery's hair around. On the way back to the car we passed a woman holding her daughter and she took a look at us and raised her eyebrows, she then focused on me and gave a "uh-oh" look. The child lifted her face from the warmth of her mother's shoulder and looked at us openly with curious bright grey eyes.
Avery tugged me all the way back to the car and we stopped in front of the trunk. She reached down and pulled the latch violently yanking it open and reached over and ripped the bag from my hand throwing it in the trunk. She slammed it down and snatched her hand from mine and begin walking to her side of the car.
"Avery look-." I began and she snapped her head around eyes ablaze with a dangerous glint in them that screamed "Shut up!" that made me press my lips into a straight line as she turned back around and walked to her door opening it and shutting it without a word. I let out a nervous breath and reluctantly dragged my way to the driver's side and opened the door getting in, dreading the ride back home alone with Avery. I started the car and instantly cranked up the heat, I couldn't feel the tips of my ears and I was losing the feeling in my fingers.
I pulled out of the parking lot and started our journey back towards home. The tension in the car was so thick you could cut it with a knife. The tingling sensation I usually felt when Avery was watching me was replace with a rough prickling feel. Out of the corner of my eye Avery was looking dead at me and her cheeks were red and it wasn't cold in the car, her eyes were bright with anger and a glint of, hurt? I reached down and held her hand in a brotherly fashion which she roughly snatched it out of mine and focused on the road.
I took a deep breath, "Avery, you cannot do that ever again in public, what if someone we knew saw?" I stated firmly.
She kept her eyes on the road and stayed silent
I took another deep breath and placed my attention on the road.
"Did my confession mean the slightest bit of importance to you?" Avery voice sounded strained.
"Please no. No, no, no, no, no, no. Don't be crying."
I begged in my head. I looked over only to see those beautiful emerald eyes glistening with tears that sent drops cascading down her flushed cheeks. An explosion of guilt spasm over me and boiled violently inside, I was mortified to know I was the reason she was crying. Even with the tears streaming down her face it was deadly serious, her face was like stone, and her eyes were the only things she needed to portray her emotions.
I reached my hand out to wipe away her tear, "Avery please don't cry." I pleaded.
She leaned further away from and continued to give me a tearful glare, "Answer me." she said her voice cold.
I didn't. This whole entire time I've only thought about what's best, not what's right. I thought about what happened when I came home how she gave me a mind numbing welcome home kiss, and how I jerked-off afterwards. The intimate encounter we had on the couch involving me releasing into my shorts and Avery hers, and the possessive tongue twirl she gave me in the store. I knew she cared a lot about me in romantically instead of sibling-y. I cared about her too. The words she spoke to me about what I was feeling inside was what she feels. I couldn't feel what she was feeling right? I never, not once accounted her feelings in this situation, or mine.
I opened my mouth to speak but I was lost for words. I looked into her eyes they were slightly pinkish from her crying and a determined sparkle in her eyes.
"No, I didn't. I'm sorr-." She held her hand up silencing me and turned back toward the road.
We drove in silence all the way back home before she started up the conversation again as I pulled into the garage and I stiffened nervous of what she was going to say. She spoke a few words.
"You will be mine." She whispered before she stepped out the car in walked into the house.
The steely determination in her voice as she made my blood turn hot and caused a stir in my pants. But was overcome by the thought of the problems I've caused in our relationship. I stepped out of the car into the house when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I reached into my pocket to fish it out, the caller ID read "Mom."
I pressed talk, "Hello?" I answered.
"Hey sweetie," she was whispering, "I'm in a meeting right now but called to tell you I'm not going to be home until late, so it's just a heads up." She told me.
"Alright that's fine." I said but worried because she went to work early and isn't coming home until late, she would probably deathly tired about the time she came home.
"Tell Avery what I said I'll see you guys later."
"Okay bye."
"Alright bye.
I hung up and placed my phone back into my pocket and entered the living room sitting down on the couch grabbing the TV remote switching it on, a cooking show popped on but it was just background noise in my thoughts. My mind was set on trying to fix things between me and Avery. I thought before I waited too long the things between me and her were going to worsen if I didn't have a face to face conversation with her. I stood from the couch and started climbing the stairs, I walked towards Avery's door and stood outside it. I gently leaned into it hovering my ear against the door trying to listen inside. I heard nothing.
"Maybe she's asleep." I thought, but dismissed the idea when I heard the slightest shuffle inside.
I built the courage up and knocked on her door softly but firmly so she wouldn't be able to miss it.
"Avery I need to talk to you." I spoke my voice sounded far away and by heart was pounding in my chest.
There was a light padding of feet on the ground and the door swung open, revealing a crying Avery. Tears were swimming in her eyes while they spilled out running down her cheeks. Her mouth was set in a frown and her eyes seemed brighter than before with her tears reflecting the light.
I was overcome with concern and worry as the instinctive need to comfort her, I wrapped her in an embrace when I felt her stiffen. I didn't like that. I pulled her closer to me and nuzzled the top of her head, she melted into me and released a sniffle.
"What's wrong?" I asked, even though I had an inkling of an idea but wanted her to tell me the problem.
She stepped from my hug and took my hand and led me towards her bed. I gazed around her room since this was the first time I've been in it since I left, her bed was on the far side of the room against the wall next to her window. The wall was dark green and so was the one across from it, the other two were black giving the room an odd comfortable feeling. On my left there was a black elegant wooden dresser against the wall of the door and on the far black wall also to my left she had a smaller dresser with a glamour mirror on top of it, with a closet door next to it. We sat down on her comforter which was black with green vines traveling across it, her room smelled exactly like her, the intoxicating smell of apples and rain with apple portion over powering the rain smell a bit.