Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“Will he ever get the missing time back?” Danni asked weakly. Mike glanced over and saw that she looked devastated. They must have stopped fighting in the year that he was missing memory, he figured.

The doctor looked over and shrugged. “It’s really hard to say. Some people do regain some of what they lost. Most don’t get it all back, however. It’s doubtful that he’ll ever get back 100 percent of what he lost, but there’s always a chance.”

Danni seemed crestfallen and looked to Sarah, who moved over to hug her, and whispered something in her ear. Danni nodded and squeezed her older sister.

“Let’s check out the rest of your injuries,” the Doctor said, pulling the sheet covering his legs back. “As for the pain, we can get you some pretty good pain medication.”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Mike grimaced as he felt how bruised and sore he really was. His entire torso looked like someone had taken a bat to it. The doctor poked and prodded him gently. After a few more words to Sarah and Mike about caring for his injuries, the doctor quietly excused himself.

There was a long awkward silence as the sisters tried to figure out what the heck to do, to say, or even to feel. The sudden knock on the door startled them, and a young police officer came in followed by a detective in a white shirt and black tie.

“Is this a good time? We were told that he was awake,” the detective asked.

Sarah nodded and waved them in. “I don’t think he’s going to be as much help as we’d hoped though,” she said. “He’s had some brain trauma and has some memory loss, or so the doctor said.”

“Well, that’s okay,” the detective said. “I’m Detective Mills,” the older gentleman said, looking at Mike. “I’m just here to get a statement from you, okay?”

A few questions later, it was abundantly clear that Mike couldn’t remember anything from the night of the accident.

“We’ve got a bunch of reports from the club from eyewitnesses that saw the altercation. We’ve also got your sister’s statement and that other young fella’s, not to mention you and your other sisters mentioning the same car speeding past them. We have what’s left of your truck and we’ll be trying to get any evidence we can from it. We’ve got the suspect in custody now, so you don’t need to worry about any more trouble from him. Thank you for your time and you try and get better young man,” the detective said, turning and heading for the door.

The nurse came back in then and gave Mike a sleeping pill then, and made sure he had everything he needed.

Mike, still very confused, and very tired and sore, immediately began to doze off.

“Girls, I think we need to talk,” Sarah said, pointing towards the door. “Let’s find somewhere quiet and figure out what the heck we’re going to do.”

She stood, and followed by her three younger sisters, exited the room and headed towards the waiting room, which was basically another hospital room, but with couches instead of a bed. Peering in and seeing that it was empty, Sarah turned and waved to her sisters, shutting the door behind her as the last of them filed past. Again, an awkward silence began to settle down on them.

Danni, still on the verge of breaking down, spoke first. “He doesn’t remember!” The words fell from her lips as the tears began to flow and she dropped her head into her hands.

Sarah knelt beside her little sister and cradled her head in her hands, kissing the top of her head. “Listen,” she said at length, “I’m not going to pretend that I have the slightest clue about what to tell him, but I know we need to figure something out.”

Emm and Beth were sullen, quiet and withdrawn.

Beth cleared her throat. “Look at it from his perspective. If he doesn’t remember… what’s changed and we tell him, it might scar him permanently. Personally, I don’t know how he’d react. Maybe we need to figure out what caused his interest in us in the first place and maybe we can trigger it all over again. Maybe that would bring his memories back.”

“Sarah, you’ve been the one watching over us for so long, how has Mike behaved around us?” Emma asked. “I only recently noticed how he looked at us. Has he always been so worked up about sex?”

Sarah smiled, remembering how often she’d caught him staring at her breasts in her customary apron. “I remember how he used to look at you when you came bouncing down the stairs, Danni. It always seemed like you wore those jogging shorts and sports bra just to antagonize him.”

Danni lifted her head and smiled weakly. “Sometimes,” she replied. “God, I used to get so mad at him. I used to love causing him grief.”

“I remember thinking that it was a little weird how he always followed behind me when we ran, but mostly I just chalked that up to me being faster than him,” Emma said.

The sisters managed to smile and laugh lightly at that, lessening the mood in the room.

“How many times did we catch him staring at Beth’s chest?” Sarah said, causing not only a blush from the second oldest, but a smile as well.

“I wasn’t the only one that was tempting him in the morning, either,” Danni said. “Emma used to come down wearing exactly the same thing and he’d stare at her just as much as he would me. Beth kind of had the monopoly on his attention. I just think she didn’t know it.”

Beth smiled, still blushing. “Oh, I wasn’t always as oblivious to his stares as ya’ll think I was. I knew he was staring at me, I just… didn’t always know why. He’s the one that made me feel pretty.” She sniffed sadly.

“He’s the one that made me feel attractive again, and needed as more than cook and clothes washer,” Sarah said, wiping a single tear away.

“He was my savior,” Danni said.

The girls came together for a hug then. “I’m sure he’ll remember and, if he doesn’t, we’ll just torture him again,” Emma said.

Beth pulled back and looked at Emma like she’d slapped her.

“What?” Emma asked, concerned.

“That’s it!” Beth exclaimed.

The other three looked at her curiously. “What?!” They all yelled.

“Don’t you remember what you three did to him?” Beth asked. “Torture?”