The key to my door was acting up again, I sighed as I removed it gave the door a kick and then slid the key back in to unlock the door, I had been on to the council repeatedly about it but, it seemed single males and repairs were low on their list these days. I opened the door and tossed my bag by the door as I'd done so many times before.
So let me fill you in, it had been a couple of years, I'd left college and home, now had my own one bedroom flat and a job for a local software company, which sort of happened by accident. I had remained single for the most part, a small fling with one of Emily's friends hadn't led to much except problems between Emily and the girl in question, we grew apart and she found some guy that made her happy, I had, in the end, decided to move out to recover my sanity.
So my life had a routine, I worked during the day, came home and I streamed games for others to enjoy. I liked life as it was, I had finally managed to take control and make my life much simpler. I headed to my bedroom to change out of my work suit and into simple jeans and a T Shirt which is generally how I preferred to be dressed, back to my single combined kitchen and front room, a poke with my toe booted my computer before I made my way to the kitchen for coffee. A well-practised routine that had me in front of my computer within fifteen minutes of walking through my front door.
I'd been chatting with folk on my channel and working my way through an Ice Cavern when there was a knock at my door, I looked up to the door honestly confused, no one ever visited and my Mum had a key so she didn't need to knock, I wasn't waiting on anything either so the delivery people were out of the question.
"Back in a second guys, probably a wrong house" I stated removing my headphones and making my way to the door, as I opened it on the other side was my sister, her eyes red and puffy, it was very clear she had been crying, a lot by the looks of her make up. I stood aside and she made her way in, as she looked around my flat, she hadn't so much as visited since the day I moved in, which meant I was oddly curious as to why she was here now.
"I'm sorry Joey, just didn't know where else to go," She whispered softly as she sank down onto my sofa. I watched her then headed to my computer to shut down the feed.
"It's OK, but you don't look so good," I replied as I saved my game and dropped it back to my desktop, I turned and then slid into the chair opposite her.
"I just needed to feel safe Joey," She smiled softly, or at least tried to as she tucked her knees under herself "Have you got a blanket, it's cold"
"Sure,"
As I returned with a blanket and wrapped it around she managed a real smile, I handed her the TV remote and slid back to my computer, figuring she just needed some time to collect herself.
A couple of hours later she had been watching something on TV when her voice brought me out of my concentration, I had merely been browsing random pages on the internet.
"Can I have a cup of coffee Joey?"
"Course" I replied sliding from my chair and headed for the kitchen area, refilling my own and making her a cup before placing it on the table beside her.
"Thank you," She said softly, I simply shrugged as she wrapped her hands around the mug and resting it in her lap, and she simply remained there as the steam spiralled away from the hot liquid. She flicked channels and found a film we'd watched when we were younger, much younger than we were now, the channel stayed and she watched, as she watched I remained and so, in turn, ended up watching the film myself.
I stirred having fallen asleep at some point during the film, Emily was stretched out across the sofa her hand rested on her hip as she slept. I stood quietly to avoid waking her before turning off the TV and grabbing a blanket. Quietly covering her, it was at that moment I noticed the bruises across the top of her breast and her neck, in falling asleep her top had slipped down exposing these marks. I won't lie I was pissed by this, but she hadn't said anything and I was stuck unable to act, I covered her up and headed to my room.
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I woke with a start as I felt something slide around my waist, having gone to bed alone every night since I had moved in, it was unnerving to wake up to being touched, it didn't take me long to work out Emily had crawled into bed behind me.
"You left me," She whispered against my neck, instinct sent a tremor down my spine and blood to my cock.
"You were asleep," I managed to croak in reply, "You should sleep, I'll go sleep on the sofa," As I went to leave her grip on my waist tightened, "No please Joey, stay with me, let me feel safe?"
I laid back down and shifted back against her, her hand locked around my waist I could feel her breath on the back of my neck. I pushed the thoughts to the back of my mind and slept. Strangely the rest of that night I slept better than I had in a long time, maybe just because I slept best with my sister close to me.
As I woke up the next morning, Emily had already made herself scarce, I rolled onto my back and stretched a long deep groan as I felt various parts of my body pop and crack back into place. I rolled to my side and then slid out of bed, as I made my to the bathroom I could smell food, instantly my stomach growled as a reminder I was hungry.
Another 5 minutes and I entered the room to see Emily in only her underwear busy cooking, from the smell a full English breakfast, I smiled knowing there were few people who knew me better than Emily.
"Morning," She smiled as she turned, I couldn't help but take in her body, she had grown somewhat since we were younger, her breasts were at least a size bigger, her legs now tanned and she was just as lean and athletic as ever, "Put your tongue away Joey, and go sit down,"
"Naked girl in my house and I get scolded for looking?" I shook my head and sat down turning on the TV, finding something to watch before Emily finally brought my breakfast, she handed me my plate before sitting on the floor to eat her own. We ate in silence before I gathered the plates to put them in the sink to wash them later.
"So feeling any better?" I asked her as I returned to my place on the sofa.
"A little bit," She replied, she waited for me to stretch out on the couch before she moved crawling onto it and laying over me, much as she did when we were younger, I shifted a little so I was more comfortable and then she drew a quilt over us both, "Can I stay a couple of days, just until I get my head clear?"
"Of course, but I won't be here every day, I have work," I replied softly
"I'll be OK, I'll just chill and wait for you to get home, as long as that's OK."
"Yea course it is Emily, why would I not be OK with that?"
She shifted now looking up at me, her eyes were soft and glistened with the threat of tears.
"Because you still haven't forgiven me, for when we were younger," She replied softly
"Leave it alone Emily," I warned slightly harsher than I had I meant, she didn't as she shifted pushing herself up my body.
"I miss you, I miss us,"
"It's in the past Emily, you have Terry now, sure you're having a shitty time of it now, but you guys will make it up and be fine as usual."
"I don't wanna fix it, Joey, it hasn't been working for us in a long time," She sighed softly and sank back down against my shoulder "He has his eye on some girl from his work place, I caught them kissing at the works party we went to last night, it sucked but it didn't hurt, I just wanted to get out."
