by Redd, Eden
Baby for Boogieman
Eden Redd
Baby for Boogieman © copyright 2015 Eden Redd
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Excerpt from the book
Jared looked away. "Let me help you make your family. We have to try tonight, before you go to bed."
"I know you have had a bit to drink but we should..." I never had a chance to finish my sentence.
Jared leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Big arms moved around me, holding me close. I wish I could have said I fought him off but I let myself curve into his body. I found my arms clutching at him, not wanting to let go. There was always something there between us but we never acted on it. It was so strange because it didn't feel strange at all. My step brother's hands smoothed over my ass and grabbed me, pressing me tight against him. Tongues played with each other as I let out a wanting moan. Jared grinded his hips against me. The moment caught up with both of us and something pressed hard between us.
A few moments later I broke our kiss. What was I doing? I pushed at his chest and Jared let go. I was so wound up and hot that I immediately began fixing my clothes. Jared heaved like he was ready to press me again the wall and have his way with me. I pushed the thoughts away because I was ready to let him.
"We have to stop." I pulled down my shirt. "Why are you doing this?"
Jared's eyes stared at the floor. "We have to try or he will try later."
Baby for Boogieman
I tried to take a deep breath and calm myself. The house was abuzz with activity as people wandered about from group to group. My hands moved like lightning as I tried to get the food out to the hungry crowd crowding my kitchen doorway. The moment I stepped close, hands reached out and took platters from me with wide smiles and ravenous eyes. This was the last time I have a party at my house.
"Honey, we are low on beer." Rick said as he stepped into the kitchen.
I had to keep myself from rolling my eyes. Rick had a flare for pointing out the obvious. I pointed at the refrigerator silently. Rick seemed to get the hint because he walked over, opened it and pulled out a few six packs.
Before he left, he turned to me with a concerned look in his eyes. "Do you need help with anything?"
I wanted to shout at him to help me with everything but at the last second decided not to go through with it. "No. Just can you handle the beer for the rest of the night?"
Rick nodded. "Consider it done." and disappeared through the doorway.
For the moment, the kitchen was clear. I leaned against the counter and took another deep breath. Janice came through the door and eyed me like I was ready to go crazy. Silently she walked over and gave me a big hug. I hugged her back.
"Bethany, how is it that you're doing the work at your own party?"
I threw my hands up. "Hell if I know. It was nice of Rick to have everyone over but I was stuck last second with getting everything ready. Sometimes I wish he would think things through."
"Then let me handle this and you go back out there and have fun."
I could feel my body relax the moment she told me she was going to help. "Thank you. I just need a break. I will be back in to help you out."
Janice smiled. "Nonsense! Have fun. If it gets really bad, I will order food on Rick's credit card."
I couldn't help but smile back. "I will be sure to get it and hand it to you. Give me a few minutes."
Janice shooed me away. "Go! Go! Join the party."
I gave her one last hug and sped out of the kitchen like it was on fire. I dived into the rivers of people moving about the house. The music was turned up and everyone was having a good time. When friends saw me, they reached out with drunken hugs and hellos. A drink was quickly put in my hand and I guzzled it down like I was dying of thirst. Rick appeared out of nowhere, grabbing my waist and twirling me around. Everyone nearby cheered and raised their cups.
"Sorry for not planning this better." Rick whispered in my ear.
"Keep everyone drunk for the rest of the night and I may forgive you." I grinned.
"As you command my queen." Rick hugged me close and then spun me out.
I twirled and the crowd cheered again. For the first time tonight I felt better. I wandered from room to room, making sure everyone was having a good time. The music was thumping and for once I was glad we didn't have any close neighbors. I passed a window and the driveway was filled with cars. Lights blinded me as another car pulled up. Rick was by my side again and my hand touched his shoulder.
"How many did you invite?" I asked as people stepped out of cars with boxes of alcohol.
Rick shrugged. "Everyone I think."
"I'm not cleaning up tomorrow."
"I know. It will be all me. I mean it, try to have a good time."
Rick leaned in and gave me a sloppy kiss. I had to push him away, giggling like when we first met. Tension bled from my shoulders and moments later the alcohol started to kick in. A gentle haze filled my vision as I greeted more people at the door. One by one, friends kissed me on the cheek and yelled happy birthday. Then they joined the celebration. One person walked through the door, arms wrapped around me and lifted me up in a huge bear hug.
"Happy birthday little sister!" Yelled the tall muscular man.
"Jared! Put me down!" I squealed.
Jared put me down but kept his hands on my waist. I had to move a lock of my hair from my eyes as Jared stared at me lovingly. I had known my dear step brother for over fifteen years. Despite the fact we were not blood related didn't stop us from loving each other to bits. I put a hand on his arm but he held me by my waist, not letting go.
"Jared, I have to get back to the party." I whined like I always did when he overpowered me.
"Let me look at you." Jared grinned.
I shyly looked up and it was then that I noticed the darkness under his eyes. My hand went up and caressed the side of his face. He closed his eyes to my touch and took a breath.
"Are you okay? You look like you haven't slept." I said while looking at him.
"It's nothing. You know me, can't always sleep." Jared pulled away and let go of my waist.
"Well have a drink and join the party. After tonight you should sleep like a baby."
"Will do." Jared said and looked away.
I stared as my older brother walked away. People greeted him with hugs and handshakes. I had to shake my head and continue on with festivities. The party rolled on as liquor was poured and stories were told. Time had no meaning as I bounced from one group to the next. I must have been getting sloppy because there were a few times I nearly crashed into people. Janice was bringing out food and placing it on tables. A short time later the doorbell rang and pizza showed up. I couldn't believe how much fun I was having. It was actually turning into a real party.
I swooned around, getting my bearings when I nearly slid off my feet in the hallway by the front door. I caught myself by grabbing onto the stair's banister. I fought through the fog to see muddy footprints all through the hallway. I tried to focus because they came from the front door, scattered a bit in the hallway and led to a closet. I regained my balance and started following the muddy trail.
"Who tracked mud into the house?" I shouted.
The music was so loud that I didn't think anyone heard me. There was something odd about the muddy tracks on the white floor. This didn't look like any boot or shoe tracks. Instead they looked like they belonged to an animal. I mean it only had three toes and appeared pretty big. Maybe it was the alcohol but someone must have brought in a dog or a monkey into the house. I reached out to the closed closet and grabbed the door knob.
I screamed as a couple of friends pounced from around the corner yel
ling happy birthday for the hundred time. My hand was over my pounding heart. They pointed and laughed at me as I tried to keep my pulse down. Before I could do anything, they took hold of me and dragged me into the living room.
The night spun on, laughing and carrying on. Rick managed to find me again and I found myself drunkenly crashing into him.
"I...think I think...someone brought their dog in. There is mud in the hallway." I managed.
"I saw. I already mopped it up." Rick said while holding me up.
"You are a prince sometimes." I think I said that. It was hard to tell with all the slurring.
Rick looked around. "Don't say it too loudly. People will think better of me."
I let out a laugh and stumbled off. I felt a pressure on my bladder. I managed to make it to the stairs and took each step one at a time until I reached the top. A quick few steps down the hallway and I nearly fell into the bathroom. I did my business while trying not to fall off the seat. Panties up, I was standing in front of the mirror when the door opened.
"I thought I saw you come up here." Jared said with a sheepish smile.
"Uh wait till I'm done." I managed to say while trying to fix my hair.
Jared closed the door behind him and stared at me. I continued to primp my hair while looking at Jared's reflection in the mirror. The darkness under his eyes was really starting to concern me. Drunken eyes stared at my profile, from my butt to my ample chest. Seeing my step brother checking me out made me sober up a little more.
I turned to him and smiled. "Maybe you should go back downstairs. I will meet you in a minute so we can talk, okay?"
Jared let out a sigh. "Bethany, We should talk now."
"We can but let's talk downstairs." I tried to keep the worry from my voice.
"I don't think you understand." Jared moved closer, towering over me.
I reached out and caressed his cheek. I knew deep down he wouldn't hurt me or anything of the sort. He loved me too much to do anything like that. Seeing him in this state only pushed me to want to help him. I worried it might be drugs and he was trying to reach out. I would do anything I could to help him.
"Are you and Rick still trying to have a baby?" Jared said while gazing deep into my eyes.
I was silent for seconds before talking. "You have been talking to Mom."
Jared stayed close, looking to me for some kind of answer.
"Yes but so far nothing." I huffed. I couldn't talk about how the doctors think Rick may be infertile.
Jared eyed me and something dark passed. I could feel familiar heat coming off his body in waves. In the confines of the bathroom, his scent floated to me and I felt a shiver shoot up and down my spine.
"Let me help you." Jared whispered.
"What?" I whispered back unsure what he was saying.
"Let me help you have a baby. Right here and now." Jared said with an edge to his voice.
"Jared, are you on drugs?" I asked with as much sympathy as I could.
Jared looked away. "Let me help you make your family. We have to try tonight, before you go to bed."
"I know you have had a bit to drink but we should..." I never had a chance to finish my sentence.
Jared leaned in and kissed me on the lips. Big arms moved around me, holding me close. I wish I could have said I fought him off but I let myself curve into his body. I found my arms clutching at him, not wanting to let go. There was always something there between us but we never acted on it. It was so strange because it didn't feel strange at all. My brother's hands smoothed over my ass and grabbed me, pressing me tight against him. Tongues played with each other as I let out a wanting moan. Jared grinded his hips against me. The moment caught up with both of us and something pressed hard between us.
A few moments later I broke our kiss. What was I doing? I pushed at his chest and Jared let go. I was so wound up and hot that I immediately began fixing my clothes. Jared heaved like he was ready to press me again the wall and have his way with me. I pushed the thoughts away because I was ready to let him.
"We have to stop." I pulled down my shirt. "Why are you doing this?"
Jared's eyes stared at the floor. "We have to try or he will try later."
I heard the emphasis on 'he'." He? What do you mean?"
Jared shuffled his feet. "I don't know what he is. I haven't slept completely in months. I keep having these weird dreams of a shadow talking to me."
Concern welled up but only because I thought my brother was having some kind of break down. "A shadow?"
"He comes to me almost every night. He talks to me and tries to get me to tell him my secrets. I remember the other night telling him how much I love you. I'm so tired that I was ready to tell him anything. He wanted to know more. I told him that you and Rick were trying to have a baby." Jared tried to keep it together but he was clearly falling apart.
I was completely sober now. "It sounds like it was a bad dream."
Jared leaned against the bathroom door. "It felt so real. He told me that if I didn't give you a baby then he would."
I hugged my brother and pressed the side of my head against his chest. "They were just bad dreams. I'm sure Rick and I will make a baby soon. I love you but you can't have so much anxiety over my happiness."
Jared hugged me back. "Sorry if I'm being a weirdo. I love you so much that I would do anything to see you happy."
I hugged a little tighter. "You have always been a weirdo so nothing new there. But please take care of yourself and get some rest. Stay tonight in the guest room. Maybe then you can get a full night's sleep."
Jared held me tighter. "Thanks little sister."
"Let's get back to the party you goon." I said with a cheery smile.
***
The party finished winding down. Rick was still running around cleaning as much as he could. I walked into one of the side rooms and found my brother asleep in a chair. I tapped his shoulder and he woke up with half closed eyes. I helped him up which was mostly pulling with everything I had for him to stand on his own two feet. I guided him to the guest room on the first floor. From there he stumbled from my arms and flopped on the bed face first.
I pulled off his boots and pulled the blanket over him. Jared snuggled into the blanket and passed out again. I gave him a quick pat, turned out the light and closed the door. I wandered around the house trying to pick up party hats, confetti and food. I walked past the front door and looked down the hallway. The floor was clean but the hallway closet was slightly ajar.
I walked over and opened the door. The closet was filled with our hanging coats and shoes at the bottom. I moved some of the coats and peeked inside. The closet was small. I stuck my head in a little father and found nothing. I pulled my head up and closed the door. Thoughts circled back to my brother. He was a wreck and seemed to have all these fantastical ideas in his head. I chalked it up to lack of sleep. Maybe during the night I will check on him but hopefully he should be fine in the morning.
Hands came up behind me and I jumped.
"Jumpy aren't we." Rick smiled.
"You could say that." I said letting all the air out of my lungs.
"I'm heading off to bed. The rest of the cleanup will wait to tomorrow." Rick announced.
"Remember, I'm not lifting a finger." I said while pointing my finger at him.
"How is that different from any other day?" Rick said sarcastically.
I gave him a light slap on the cheek and he gave me a goofy smile. Rick turned and launched himself up the stairs. I stayed behind for a few seconds, looking around one last time. I had the oddest feeling that I was being watched. I shrugged and went to the stairs. I hit the light switch at the bottom of the stairs and made my way to bed.
***
Vivid colors swirled before me. I blinked slightly only to see flashes of darkness and bursts of color. My body was radiating heat. Clammy hands touched my neck and came away with perspiration. A heavy fog clouded my thoughts. I tried to move. My limbs felt sluggish and u
ncaring of my actions.
The bedroom was dark except for a few shafts of moonlight peeking through the curtains. I pulled the quilt off of me and lay in a T shirt and panties. Why was it so hot in here? I turned to see Rick fast asleep with the quilt snuggled up to his neck. I turned my head again and lay staring at the ceiling.
A low creak filled the room. My eyes moved down to see the closet door open on its own. My first thought was I didn't close it all the way. My heart leaped in my chest when three black shapes curled around the door edge. Even in the dim light I could see that the shapes looked like fingers. To my horror they were long and narrow, not like any human hand I've seen before. Slowly I sat up, eyes still adjusting to the darkness.
Another three fingers curled around the door and I froze. A head and face emerged from the edge and a scream was caught in my throat. Whatever it was looked right at me. All I could see was a black face with white eyes. It had two slits where a nose should be and a gaping mouth with a pointed tongue hanging out. The top of its head was covered in long dreadlocks. It was hard to tell if it was hair until the shine of the moonlight showed they were smooth like tentacles.
I sat in bed, watching the thing emerge further. I couldn't move or even breath as the thing lurched out staring at me with its vacant white eyes. The creature had a muscular body with shiny black skin. It crawled forward further into the room, tilting its head. I tried to reach over to shake Rick awake but my hand refused to move. Instead I sat as the thing moved closer and closer to the edge of the bed.
Eyes wide as saucers, I only turned my head as the thing moved closer to me. It reached out with a dark hand and ran demonic fingers along my thigh. I thought this was it. This monster was going to attack me and eat me and there was nothing I could do about it. The creature's fingers moved gently along my thigh, knee and calf muscle. A shiver went through me. It's touch was warm and serene.
"What do you want?" I whispered.
The thing stared at me as its tongue slipped out further. Its black hand moving under my thigh and giving me a gentle squeeze. Jared's words came flooding back as long fingers touched the edge of my panties and gave them a light tug. Was my brother right? Was this the shadow he was talking about? Did it really want to give me a baby?
