Forbidden love, Hidden lust

I woke up the next morning remembering exactly what I did, yet still couldn't figure out why. I was still wrestling with the idea that it even happened and what could have possibly been going through her mind while I was doing it to her. I didn't want things to be weird between us.

I tossed the blankets back and crawled out of bed. Dredding the thought of walking out that door and having to face her. What did she think about last night? Would she say anything? I didn't know all I knew was that I couldn't stay in my room forever. I sucked it up like a big boy and walked down to the kitchen where she was fixing her a bowl of cereal. Once again it looked like we were there alone.

I grabbed the box of Lucky Charms and poured me a bowl, before grabbing the milk from the fridge, then sitting down at the bar. She sat across from me, in silence. I didn't think that she wanted to talk about last night so i avoided it.

"Where is everyone?" I asked. She looked at me with a glare as she chewed her cereal.

"They went to Disney Land." she joked. I smiled, as she did.

"Damn. They always do the fun shit without me." I dropped my head and pretended to pout. She laughed.

"Calm down, you big baby." she said throwing a clover marshmello at my face. "They went to the fucking beach." she laughed as I rubbed my eye, where it had hit me. "Did I hit you in the fucking eye?" she asked, still laughing.

"No shit Shirlock." I stated, throwing one back at her. This one went down her shirt.

"You asshole!" she yelled. "You're so goin after that." I laughed.

"Oh I am so not." I said.

"I bet you wouldn't have said that shit last night." she stated.

I felt the lump grow in the back of my throat. The one subject that I was trying to avoid she had just brought up. It was starting to worry me. I hoped that she hadn't told anyone about what happened.

"You didn't tell anyone about that, did you?" I asked hoping that she didn't say yes.

"No. Of course not." she said, smiling. I felt like a load had been lifted from me. "Why would I tell anyone that?"

I didn't know why she would have told anyone. I didn't want her to think anything, even though deep down I wanted to fuck her senceless. I was determined to not let her know that though.

"I'm sorry about that." I said. She smiled.

"It happened. Don't be sorry." she said. punching me in the arm. "I liked it anyway." She smiled, as she walked over to the sink putting water in her bowl.

I stood there rubbing my arm. She had the punch of a man on her. That turned me on a little bit. God damnit, Zack! Seriously? You just saved your ass from being claimed as a 'weird fucker', and you want to keep it up? Get the fuck over it. She's your fucking sister. Nothing more. I had to let her know that this couldn't happen, as much as I wanted it to. It killed me.

"Zay." She turned and looked at me.

"What?" she asked. I gulped hard.

"You know what happened last night, can't be taken serious, right?" I didn't know how she was gona react. I didn't want her to hate me. I really did like her. I just didn't think that it would be the best idea to let people know that I like my sister that way. I watched as her smile faded.

"Oh yeah. I know." she said brushing it off. I could see the hurt in her eyes. I felt bad.

"It's nothing against you." I said trying to make her feel better. "It's just that..."

"I'm your sister, I know." she cut me off. I didn't know what to say. I knew she liked me and wanted me the same was as I wanted her. I stood there and watched as she walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs. I hated knowing that I had to hide my feelings for her. It for sure wasn't my choice.

I let out a sigh, before walking up the stairs to my room passing hers along the way. I could hear sobs coming from behind the closed door. I felt like shit. All I wanted to do was go in there and grab her up and make her feel special. I knew I couldn't do that. I continiued to my room thinking about her.

I fell back onto the bed and turned on the tv, turning the volume down real low. I just needed to think. I knew I had to talk to someone about it, but I didn't know who. I couldn't stand it anymore.

I got up and walked to her door and tapped on it lightly. Hoping that she would let me in.

"Come in." she said. I opened the door to find her drying her eyes, like she didn't want me to know she was crying.

"Hey."

"Zack, if you came to state the obvious again..." I cut her off.

"No. I came to see if you were ok." I said with a smile, as I sat down on the edge of the bed.
I reached over and rubbed her thigh. So many other things were running through my mind, that shouldn't have been. I shook the thoughts from my mind.

"Look, I'm sorry if I upset you." I said.

"Don't be you're right. There's no way we could be that way toward eachother." She was trying to hold back the tears. I couldn't stand it anymore. She was hurting and it was because of me. I laid down beside her, facing her, brushing a strand of hair out of her face.
I cupped her face with my hand and leaned it.

"Zack, Zaylyn. We're home." I heard my mom yell from downstairs. I pulled back, before our lips met. Fuck! I'm sure things would have went alot further had they not come home.

We walked down the stairs to the kitchen, to find bags of groceries sitting on the counter. I looked at Zaylyn.

"The beach, huh?" I laughed. She smiled.

"Had you going though, didn't I?" I pulled her into a side hug.

My mom smiled at the fact that we were getting along so well. I don't think she would smile if she knew the real reason why.

Notes

Hope you enjoy. Sorry for the wait.