I ran out into the garden and caught up with the car that was leaving. I said goodbye to my parents and said I'd miss them. But as soon as they drove away, I inwardly cheered. I got three days without non-stop nagging from my dad.
It was a complete coincidence. Just as we were planning to take a week's vacation at the cottage, my parents got a call from friends asking if they wanted to go to their place, so I had a cottage with just my brother.
Even though we were on vacation, I haven't stopped exercising. My brother and I would always go for a run in the morning. We've been doing it for about a year now and it's gotten us pretty fit.
As an 18 girl, I'm pretty muscular and my one year older brother doesn't look bad either, but he just eats all the time so I always have to wait for him.
When I got home, I went to take a shower like I normally do. I took my clothes off and got in the shower. We have a miniature bathroom for a big cottage. And we only have one.
I turned on the water and washed. Normally I always take a towel with me, but this time I left it outside. It wasn't too much of a problem, so I got out and started toweling off.
First I wiped my feet then my body, my hands and when I wiped my head. My brother knocked on my door. I had my ears covered so I couldn't hear him. I didn't even hear him call out if I was there.
But as I was rubbing my head and taking the towel off, I saw my brother in the doorway looking at me in amazement. I yelped and threw the towel over myself. My brother covered his face and started to apologize.
He left and I got dressed. No one talked about it anymore that day and I thought nothing of it. It was just a stupid coincidence. I went to have lunch and then I went to bed.
After watching Netflix for a while, I got a call. It was from my best friend. I was a little surprised because she was supposed to be on vacation too with her boyfriend. I didn't hesitate to answer it.
On the other end, I got a call from my terrified friend saying she broke up with her boyfriend and he kicked her out of the house. She lived about 200km from her parents so she couldn't just leave.
I said I'd do something and I hung up. I immediately ran down to my brother to see if he could give her a ride. My brother, unlike me, had built up enough trust with my parents that they gave him the spare keys to the other car.
He said he had something to do with his friends and would be leaving soon. I begged him for about 5 minutes until he finally decided to let me borrow the keys. I have a license too, but I've never had my own car.
I thanked him and went to get dressed. I got in and started the car. The whole trip took me about six hours. It was dawn when I got back. I was so tired, but I knew I had to make it.
There was a curve coming up. I was only two blocks from the house. Suddenly it was dark in front of my eyes. I woke up with a jolt and a sudden stop. I immediately got out of the car and checked it out.
Broken headlight and dented sheet metal. Adrenaline started pumping through my body. I didn't know what to do. The damage wasn't that bad, but if my parents find out I drove their car without permission and broke it, I don't know what they'll do, and I don't know what I'll do.
After running around for a while, I decided the best thing I could do now was drive home. So I got in and drove home with great caution.
I got home and parked. I sat down on the grass and started thinking about what I was going to do. Should I call my parents and tell them. Or should I take it to the dealership. There were plenty of options, but none of them were the best.
I figured I'd go get some rest and then I'd deal with it. I was tired from the whole trip and I couldn't think straight. I went to bed and fell asleep a little while later.
My brother woke me up and asked me why I was sleeping at noon and that I should give him back the keys. I immediately remembered everything. I guess my confused face gave my brother a little pause.
He asked me if I was okay. I didn't know if I should tell him or not, but eventually I started crying. He sat me down on the bed and started comforting me.
I told him I crashed the car and asked him what I should do now. He thought for a second and said I should call my parents. I said I didn't want to do that.
Then he told me that he would think about it and that I should go have lunch. I got up and went into the kitchen. While we were eating, I thought he could take the blame on himself since my parents wouldn't mind that much. So I came to tell him this suggestion.
He said he wouldn't do it. Why would he suffer for my stupidity? I understood his words, but I tried to convince him. Then I started begging him, even on my knees.
After a while he stopped me and told me to stand up. He told me he had an idea. My face lit up, but when he told me the terms my smile fell. He told me that if he took it upon himself he wanted me to fuck him.
I asked him if he was serious and he said he was still a virgin and I was sexy so why not. I told him that wasn't going to happen and walked away in disgust.
I walked into the room thinking what a creep my brother is. I laid down and that's when my cell phone rang. I thought it was my friend, so I excitedly ran over to my phone.
No friend, it was my mom. I was nervous about telling her. I picked up my phone. We said hello and she asked me if everything was okay.
