by Ami Snow
They sat there for almost an hour and caught up. Gossiping on which of their old schoolmates was getting married and which was getting divorced. While Amy chatted away on the most recent bit of news, Jane received a text from her mom;
Need your help with cooking for tonight.
“Great.”
“What’s wrong?” asked Amy.
“Oh I totally forgot to tell you, guess who’s coming round for dinner tonight?”
Amy shrugged her shoulders.
“Aaron and his dad.”
Amy started laughing.
“What’s so funny?”
“The look on your face Jane, it’s worth a million bucks, you look like you’d rather have your skin peeled and roll around in salt.”
“…Well I guess that’s one way to put it.”
Amy was suddenly lost in thought.
“Aaron, Aaron, now why do I know that name?”
“He’s my stepbrother, you met him once, remember?”
“Really?!”
Jane sighed as if this would be the millionth time she would have to explain it to her.
“We were fifteen, we went to the forest, remember?”
Amy still had a blank expression on her face, so Jane continued.
“He put a frog down your panties?”
“Ahh!” said Amy jumping into life, “That Aaron. Man he is such an asshole, I’m glad I’m not the one meeting him.”
“Jee, thanks,” said Jane sarcastically.
“Just be polite and you’ll be fine,” said Amy.
“that’s exactly what mom said.”
“Well then your mom is one very smart lady.”
Jane smiled.
“Well I better go and help her for the inevitable torture.”
“Oh lighten up Jane, it’s not death row.”
“Oh so you wouldn’t mind swapping places.”
“Not in a million years.”
Jane and her mom prepared dinner until they finally heard the doorbell.
“Can you get that Jane?”
“Do I have to?”
Erica gave her a stern look, which meant yes.
She opened the door only to find a longhaired man standing there smiling at her.
Jane was relieved that it wasn’t Aaron and his dad, she was grateful for the precious few Aaron-free minutes she got. She glanced at the man and judged from his appearance that he was a door-to-door salesman or something of that nature.
“Whatever you’re buying we’re not interested thanks,” and with that she started to close the door.
“Janey?”
She froze immediately. She knew that voice and she knew that name, nobody had ever called her that, nobody except Aaron.
But it couldn’t be, she thought.
She slowly opened the door and looked him up and down. He had long hair and was clean shaven. He was tall, and was wearing a pair of ripped jeans and Doc Martin boots. There was nothing about him so far that was anything like the Aaron she knew. She glared at his face and strained her eyes, as if trying to claw through deep forgotten memories, trying to match it with something, anything. He was manlier, more butch, but the eyes, she could tell from those, those were the giveaway. They had a twinkle. Jane knew it well. It was the same look he got when he had successfully ticked her off when she was younger. She was sure now, but part of her still couldn’t believe it.
How could he have changed so much? She thought.
“Aaron? Is that you?”
“Well who else did you think it was knucklehead?”
Yup, it’s Aaron alright.
Nobody else would insult her so casually, especially not in the first five seconds of meeting.
“Well aren’t you gonna say hello? Or has the cat got your tongue?”
“H…hi…how are you?”
Aaron started laughing.
“What’s wrong with you? Honestly you’ve always been weird. You’re supposed to invite me in? y’know, cos, that’s what normal people do.”
“Oh yeah please come in.”
He walked passed with a smirk still plastered across his face. As he came in Jane was still frozen in the same spot. She noticed that there was a bag in front of the door.
“Oh by the way be a dear and bring my bag in would you?” asked Aaron. “There’s a good girl.”
Jane finally snapped back to reality.
If he think’s I’m his personal bellboy he’s got another thing coming.
She walked in and saw that Aaron had already made himself at home. He had his feet up and the TV on. Jane came and stood in front of the TV.
“D’you mind?” he asked.
She didn’t budge and just glared at him.
“Sorry love, got a bad back, you’ll have to get it yourself dear.”
With that, she stormed upstairs. She sat on her bed for a few moments and then screamed into a pillow. All the memories that she’d long forgotten came flooding back. He could still do this to her. Still make her feel small, useless. After a few moments she sat back up. She decided to go back downstairs.
You can do this Jane, don’t let him get to you. You’re a strong woman.
As she came back down she noticed he was on the phone and had his head buried in the fridge.
“Yeah babe, I told you, I’m in town for a few days, so if you wanna hookup just let me know.”
Babe? Few days?
Jane couldn’t believe what she was hearing.
Is he thinking of staying here for a few days?
She decided to confront him again. She stood behind him and waited. He hung up and turned around.
“Oh Janey, I didn’t see you there, wassup?”
“Who were you talking to?”
“Oh, just one of the many chicks that are crazy about me. Why? Jealous?”
Jane could feel herself losing it again but managed to maintain control.
“I see,” she said. “How long are you planning on staying?”
“Oh I don’t know, guess I’ll play it by ear.”
“You told that girl you’d be here for a few days, I hope you’re not planning to stay here for that long, if you did then I think you’d better start looking for other arrangements.”
“Woah, hold your horses Janey. “First of all, why are you eavesdropping on my convos? And secondly, how long I stay or don’t stay isn’t up to you is it? It’s up to mom.”
“I wasn’t eavesdropping, you were in the kitchen, and I don’t think my mom is gonna agree to your staying even for one night so good luck with that.”
Aaron smiled.
“I missed this Janey.”
He is actually enjoying this? Jane thought.
Before she could say a word Erica rushed in and gave Aaron a big hug.
“Sweety how are you? It’s been so long! I missed you, Where’s your father?”
“He was a little too busy. Hey mom I got something for you.”
“For me?” asked Erica with a shocked expression on her face.
Aaron handed her a small gift, pink and wrapped box. She opened it immediately. It was a posh box of chocolates.
“Oh, you shouldn’t have honey.”
She hugged him again and kissed him on the forehead. Aaron looked at Jane and winked. He had her wrapped around his little finger and he wanted her to know. She knew what was coming and she knew what her mom would say. All she could do was watch as a spectator on the sidelines.
“So how long are you in town Aaron?”
“Oh well, I’ll probably go to a motel tonight and stay there for a few days.”
“Don’t be silly,” said Erica. “You’re staying here.”
“Here? No way, I couldn’t possibly put you out like that mom.”
“It’s not open for discussion, I won’t hear anymore about it. You’re staying here and that’s final.”
“Okay, if you insist.”
He smiled and then looked at Jane again.
“It’ll be nice to spend some time with my favorite sister.
”
“Ah so sweet, what a darling you are,” said Erica.
What an asshole, thought Jane.
“Jane can you come and help me in the kitchen?”
“Yeah, that’s right, run along Janey, I’m hungry,” said Aaron once Erica was far away enough not to hear him.
Jane gave him the middle finger and then went to grab some plates.
Later that day they all sat and watched TV. Erica began to yawn and rubbed her eyes.
“Well kids, I’m going to bed, don’t stay up too late.”
“Okay night mom,” said Jane.
“Yeah night mom,” repeated Aaron.
Jane didn’t react, and instead continued to watch her mom as she left the lounge. Once she was out of sight, Jane went and sat next to Aaron.
“Look, I don’t know what you’re doing here and quite frankly I don’t care, but please don’t hurt my mom again, cos if you do, you’re gonna have me to deal with.”
Aaron laughed.
“You call that a threat Janey? I’ve got more menace in my little finger.”
“It’s not a threat, it’s a warning. Now I suggest you go to bed.”
She didn’t wait for him to reply, she just went to her bedroom and waited. She didn’t hear a sound.
What’s he waiting for? She thought.
She was about to get up and check on him when she heard the front door close. She quickly ran and opened it, just in time to see Aaron walking off down the road.
Oh you’re not getting off that easy.
She grabbed her jacket and followed him. She kept a safe distance so as not to alert his attention. Her curiosity began to peak.
Where is he going at such an hour? He didn’t use his phone so it couldn’t be a girl he was meeting. What else could it be?
He walked under a bridge and then put his bag down. Jane hid behind a pillar not far from him and watched. He crouched next to his bag then looked around to see if the coast was clear. Then he took out a spray can and started spraying the wall.
Graffiti!? Excellent, I got him. Mom is gonna go bananas when she finds out.
She waited almost an hour and once he finished and left she walked up to the scene of the crime. She took out her phone and snapped a photo as evidence. As she did so she realized just how beautiful it was. The picture was of a large multicolored dragon circling the globe. She was taken back by just how intricate the picture was. She never realized that so much time and effort went into graffiti art. She slowly walked home thinking about Aaron. She had never met anyone quite like him. He got under her skin in a good way and bad. She felt a strange kind of attraction to him. It was unlike any she had experienced before.
But none of this makes sense, she thought.
He wasn’t well educated, nor did he have any etiquette to speak of. However, there was something about him, a passion, an aura. It made her curious, to find out what it was, to just be around it.
The next day she decided to confront him.
“Morning Aaron.”
“Yeah whatever,” said Aaron in disinterest.
He walked straight passed her into the kitchen.
“Did you have a nice time last night?”
“Yeah great. Blonde this time, in case you were wondering.”
“I know exactly where you went, that kinda lie might slide with mom, but not me.”
“What are you talking about Janey? Where do you think I went then smarty-pants?”
She took her phone out and showed him the photo she took the night earlier. It took him a while to focus his blurry eyes on the screen but once he did, he almost gasped.
Yes finally, she thought.
For the first time in her life she had left him speechless.
“So what? You’re gonna show mom that I do graffiti? Big deal?”
“Well you’re certainly gonna lose your ‘good boy’ image, and that’s a start,” replied Jane.
“Okay, well, you knock yourself out honey. I’m going back to bed.”
He isn’t phased at all, she thought.
Jane let out a sigh of frustration and walked out. As she reached the front door she saw Amy standing there.
“Oh what are you doing here?”
“Haha surprise!” said Amy. “I was just walking passed and I thought I’d visit.”
Just then Aaron turned up at the door.
“Hey, who’s this hot babe?”
Amy’s jaw dropped. She was totally speechless. Before Aaron could continue, Jane interrupted.
“Come on Amy we’re leaving.”
“Nice to meet you Amy,” said Aaron as they walked off. “Call me.”
“Close your mouth Amy, for god’s sake.”
“Was that Aaron?” asked Amy. “Wow he has really grown up into a hotty huh?”
“You’re disgusting,” replied Jane.
They both headed to the mall and spent a few hours trying on clothes and buying makeup. Once Jane headed back home it was already late. Her mom usually went to bed around eight so Jane thought that she was probably sound asleep for the last few hours. She tried to be as quiet as possible and once she came in she was suddenly heard the sounds of someone screaming. She quickly ran into the lounge and saw Aaron fucking a blonde girl she’d never seen before. He was grabbing her hair and pounding her doggystyle.
As soon as they saw Jane they immediately stopped.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Jane we didn’t see you there,” said Aaron. “Jane this is …erm…”
“Lucy,” said the woman who was still trying to get dressed as quickly as possible.
“Lucy, right, Jane this is Lucy, Lucy this is my stepsister Jane.”
Lucy extended her hand fully expecting Jane to shake it.
“Don’t touch me,” said Jane. “Just get out.”
Lucy did as she asked. Aaron casually began to get dressed. Even though Jane was still angry, she couldn’t help but stare at his physique. He was muscular and adorned with tattoos all across his torso. She looked down at his cock, it was still erect and larger than Jane had imagined. She quickly turned her back to him.
“Can you please hurry up and get dressed?” asked Jane. “Have you no humility?”
Aaron smiled.
“Hey I’m not ashamed by what god gave me, I know you wanna look, I don’t mind.”
“Don’t be so disgusting, you’re my brother, even if you weren’t I still find you repulsive as a human being.”
“I’m your stepbrother, and I saw you staring, I’m not blind y’know.”
He walked passed her and grabbed some juice from the fridge.
“How could you bring a total stranger into this house and where did you get the balls to have sex while my mom is sleeping upstairs?”
“Oh get off your horse miss high and mighty. Just ‘cos you’re not happy and got a silver spoon stuck up your ass doesn’t mean you can dictate what others do. People like you make me sick.”
“I make you sick?” asked Jane. “Where do you get off? I’m not on some self-destructive path, I’m trying to do something with my life. And that silver spoon up my ass you’re talking about? It’s called having principles, a backbone, but I wouldn’t expect a spineless guy like you to understand such stuff.”
“Okay, as fun as this has been I’m going to bed.”
Aaron went upstairs leaving Jane standing in the kitchen by herself. She couldn’t believe the way he was acting, but what was really getting to her was his complete lack of remorse. She felt like there wasn’t an ounce of shame in his entire body.
She thought there was no point working herself up into a frenzy so she decided to go to bed too. As she laid there, she started to think about Aaron. She couldn’t get the image of him fucking Lucy out of her head, she started to imagine that he was fucking her instead. The thought of this started turning her on and she began to get wet. She plunged a finger into her pussy and moaned as she did so. After she came she collapsed onto her bed, totally exhau
sted. She closed her eyes and drifted off. A few minutes later she woke up, there was a voice coming from somewhere outside her room. It was too mumbled to make it out and it didn’t sound like her mom so she went to investigate. She realized it was coming from Aaron’s room. She slowly pushed the door open and listened.
