This is very late. Obviously it was supposed to submitted back in November but my laptop hd crashed and I lost everything.
The Christmas chapter coming soon.
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"Fuck...fuck... fuck..." I muttered over and over again, seeing my old Honda Civic. This is going to be a long Thanksgiving.
I returned to Shore Heart the next morning after Halloween, Mom somehow managed to straighten things out with them. It was bizarre taking rehab seriously this time, talking out my feelings, participating in group and developing coping techniques. One of the counselors did a cartoony-gasp when I said something real and not say that I'm a runaway Department of Energy experiment.
I've started eating right and gained something called muscle mass. Also, I grew my hair out, keeping it high and tight. I was feeling good, calm and was a developing a need to be better. That all changed when I saw the driver of the Honda Civic, all that anxiety I had experienced in the last month, returned and exploded to new heights.
"Hi Alice," I nervously greeted my stone-faced sister.
She said nothing when I opened the door and climbed inside. She's so pissed. We drove back home in complete silence, she didn't even turn on the radio. I would open my mouth and try to say something, but my brain struggled to put words together. It's not like I can look online for a boilerplate apology that deals with costume incest? I had no choice but sit in this fucked up mess that I created.
My sister wasn't the only one angry at me, there was also Aunt Tess. The next morning, I explained to Mom how I went to Taylor, Anderson and Partners and my run-in with a sexy Elvira. I remember how her face dropped when I told her that Elvira was her older sister. But this was all after Mom called Aunt Tess about me sneaking into the party, she let slip what I was wearing and then got confused why her sister immediately hanged up. Mom told me during her last visit that Aunt Tess wants nothing to do with me.
Alice turned left and drove down the cul-de-sac to the house. Looking at her, I really wanted to make things right. I talked about her, Mom and Aunt Tess during therapy, obviously not tell them the truth but edging close it. They told me that I should start slow, understand the damage I caused, take responsibility, make amends and be patient. Alice pulled into the drive and killed the engine. She just sat, in a daze. Shit, this is going to be hard.
"Mom forced me," Alice finally spoke, breaking the silence, "Mom made me pick you up."
"Made you?" I repeated. I looked at her, she stared dead ahead, her face blank and her body retreating within itself.
"She's been bugging me about not visiting you at rehab," she then turned to me, glaring, "She doesn't know. I haven't told her, yet. Just stay the fuck away from me." She then opened the door and jumped out, slamming it shut.
"Shit," I muttered as I stepped out of the car.
I stared at the house, paralyzed by fear and self-preservation. Since returning back to Shore Heart, I have tried not to think about Halloween. It wasn't all the sex I was trying to block out, that was the only thing keeping me sane at night, but it was all the destruction that it later caused and the aftermath. I'm waiting for the front door to open and yet I'm terrified that Aunt Tess will rush out and attack me. Also if affects Mom. She's been my only visitor, my only lifeline to the outside world, but I could tell that all this was weighing her down.
I walked in, readying myself for whatever happens. Mom was by the door and literally pounced on me, asking how I was doing, how rehab is going and if I was hungry. It felt good to have some motherly concern. Also, I could feel her tits push into my chest as we hugged, which was wonderful. It's been my only sexually interaction since, well Mom.
All the joy I had been feeling then disappeared when I saw Gary staring at us. I expected him to be super pissed, like his face completely red and foaming at the mouth. But instead, he looked calm, way too calm, like he was planning something. He's probably going to make me do a drug test before I get any dark meat.
Mom then retreated back to the kitchen, leaving me all alone. Alice ignored me, sitting on the couch, her phone glued to her fingers. Gary just continued staring at me, with his dead eyes. I've been here for five minutes and I already want to leave. Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I walked towards the stairs. Gary then whistled, stopping me dead, I'm sure he's going to say something supportive. I turned to him, his smug face staring back at me. "Not upstairs. The garage."
Of course. There's going to be more, I can just feel it. Alice looked up from her phone, there was a brief flash of pity on her face, but that quickly disappeared and she went to messaging. Gary then sat down next to her, still smiling at me. Fuck, if she starts calling her Dad, I'm going to lose my shit.
I trudged into the kitchen, passing my very apologetic-looking mother and into the near empty garage. There was a futon laid in the middle of it, with a couple boxes surrounding it. I could feel a breeze and the smell of damp. I've stayed in worst places before, but being here with everything going on, it makes me nostalgic for the crack dens. Dumping my duffle, I immediately left my temporary bedroom, it was too depressing.
"How are you doing, baby?" Mom asked, looking incredibly concerned.
She also looked very sexy, wearing a pair of tight black jeans and a snug cream-colored sweater. I had been replaying her challenge from that night over the last month, asking myself if she would fulfill her part of the deal; and if she did, would I want her to. I actively been lusting for her since puberty and I would do anything to fuck her again. But as incest has already destroyed two relationships, I can't take that chance with Mom. If she wants to back out, I'll probably allow her.
"I'm doing okay," I answered. "Is it just us four?" I looked around, they were only a few sides.
"Yeah, Lauren and Tim suddenly canceled," Mom said, instantly rolling her eyes. Lauren being Gary's sister and a true bitch. "Also, err... Tess said she can't come because..."
"Yeah..." I whispered.
Gary then entered the kitchen, getting himself a beer. He turned to me and smirked, asking if I can have one or will it get me kicked out of Shore Heart before leaving. Mom rolled her eyes while I bit my tongue, fighting off the urge to call him a dead-eyed jizzface. Alice then joined us, keeping a distance of five feet from me at all times. Knowing how weird this looked, I reluctantly joined Gary in the living room, hoping football would provide some kind of distraction.
We sat down for dinner around 3, not saying a word or making eye contact. Mom to her credit tried to get everyone in the mood, asking us all what we were thankful for and how we were enjoying the dinner. But seeing that it was pointless, she gave up and poured herself more wine. We ate in near silence and also quickly, not wanting to spend more than required time with each other.
I did realize something that I thought was a lie, Mom and Gary's marriage was definitely troubled. I used to think that Mom said all those things like Gary's sleeping at a motel to keep me at the party. But the way they were interacting, cold body language, monosyllable replies, and the occasional glares, it was easy to see things weren't right in their marriage. It could be down to me, but I could feel that it could be something else.
