Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

“I know I give you a lot of shit, but just be careful! You’re driving like a fucking maniac! I’m worried about her, too.”

Mike sped through an intersection, barely tapping his brakes as he did so. ‘I’m worried. I’m so fuckin’ worried,’ he kept thinking over and over.

“Me too bro, me too.”

‘I’m gonna lose my shit if…’ the thought trailed off. He didn’t want to finish it.

“Dude, this doesn’t seem real. I know I change my favorites all the time with your sisters, but Danni really is my favorite, man. She’s just gotta be okay!”

That surprised Mike. That was the first time he could remember that the voice actually used one of his sisters’ names. The voice, whatever the hell it was, was actually concerned. His head was pounding against his temples. Another intersection flew by and he pulled into the right lane, slowing as the first turn came up.

‘She’s going to be fine,’ he thought unconvincingly. ‘Please God, not her,’ he prayed quietly.

He finished the turn and sped up again. His heart felt like it would leap right out of his chest and land on the dashboard.

“What do you think happened?” the voice asked. “We didn’t really stay long enough for that cop to tell us what happened.”

‘Honestly, I don’t want to think about it,’ Mike thought. All the cop had said was that Danni was in an accident, and that they had taken her to the hospital. Mike hadn’t waited for any more information, instead charging back upstairs and grabbing clothes and sneakers before rushing past the cop to his truck.

“I’ll bring everyone else,” Sarah had called.

His phone vibrated in his pocket. He squirmed around and peered down. “Sarah: Be careful, Mike. Drive safe, love you” popped up on the screen. He set it down and let off the gas a little.

“I keep thinking about the way she smiles at us. The way the edges of her mouth curl upwards.”

Mike sighed. ‘Keep it together, man, you’re freaking me out now.’

“Sorry,” the voice said.

‘Just keep it together.’ Mike turned another corner and the hospital appeared, looming in the distance.

He shook his head as he pulled into the parking lot, heading directly for the Emergency Room parking. He pulled in and hopped out, slamming the door and running towards the entrance.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck,” the voice was saying over and over.

He nearly slammed into the automatic doors and squeezed through as they began to open, the next set seeming to open quicker. Rushing up to the desk he stopped and peered down at the girl behind the desk. “Dannica Matthews,” he asked. She was on the phone and typing at a computer, but she shrugged and cocked her head to the security door and pressed a hidden button on the desk.

The door buzzed as Mike headed toward it. Passing through it, he began to look around at his surroundings. There were several rooms, some curtained-off areas, and an area with several tired-looking nurses and one doctor talking quietly. One of the nurses looked up at Mike. “Help you?” she asked.

Mike nodded, heading towards her. Suddenly, an alarm went off and the nurses and doctor leaped into action. “She’s coding!” one of them said. They all ran quickly to one of the rooms.

“What?! FUCK!”

Mike’s heart began pounding, tears filling his eyes as he followed after the various hospital staff. His feet felt like they were encased in cement. He forced himself to push one leg forward, setting his foot down, then forcing the next one forward. He started to get lightheaded, the anguish he’d felt as a kid hearing about his parents’ passing rushing back to him. He saw himself sitting there listening to Sarah explain what had happened, and then in the next instant he saw himself sitting with Beth, Emma, and Sarah, telling them how Danni had died.

“No-no-no-no-no,” the voice droned.

He took another step, disbelief washing over him. He felt like he would fall to the floor, a pile of clothes and anguish. He took another step, then fell to his knees and closed his eyes. “No,” he said.

Tears stung his eyes as he knelt there. He looked down at his hands, both of them in his lap. He turned them over as a tear fell into his palm. “No,” he said out loud. Just then, a sound reached his ears that cut through every other noise in the hospital.

“Mike?”

A wave of confusion swept over him as he thought, ‘I know that voice.’

He stood and turned quickly, tears blurring his vision as he wiped them away. A curtain was pulled tight across one area, but there was a small gap that he could see through. Laying back on a bed, with a bandage on one pretty cheek, was Danni. She had a pink cast on one leg and appeared to be very much alive.

“YES! YEAH BABY! WOOHOO!”

Mike’s knees went weak again as he tried to move forward. He fell to the floor and covered his face with his hands. “Oh God!” he cried, a smile finding its way to his face. Regaining his strength, he stood and pulled the curtain aside.

“Tell me you’re okay!” he said.

Tears in her eyes, she held out one arm, the other clutching her ribs protectively. “I’m okay,” she said, her voice cracking.

Mike rushed forward and opened his arms wide, gently wrapping her in a hug. Her arm clutched him tight. “I love you so much,” she whispered.

Mike fought to hold his voice steady. “I love you too,” he said. He pulled away and looked down at the pink cast on her leg.

She smiled weakly at him. “It’s broken, but it’s not too serious. They set it before you got here.”

He winced at the word broken.

“Does this mean we can’t fuck her?”

******

“Text Sarah and tell her I’m okay. My phone is still with my car,” Danni said.

Mike nodded, pulling out his phone. “She’s OK! Broken leg, a few cuts, don’t rush,” he sent.

“Thank God!” came the expected reply.

Popping it back into his pocket, he looked back up at her and stared, unable to pull himself away.

“We were so worried about you,” he said.

She smiled. “I know you were. I’m sorry.”

He moved over to a chair in the room and pulled it close to the bed. “What happened?”

Danni’s face fell and she lowered her head. “It-” she began, but stopped. She took a deep breath then and looked back up at him. “It was him.”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Mike’s face went cold, his fists clenching into iron balls.

“I was heading to Megan’s and had stopped to get gas. When I pulled back onto the highway, I noticed someone following me. He pulled around to my side and I could just feel him looking at me. I turned and that’s when I saw him. I saw the hate in his eyes and his red hair. It was him. That’s when he slammed into my car.

“It’s kind of fuzzy after that. I remember a police officer and the ambulance ride. The next clear memory I have is sitting here in the room while a few nurses worked on me. They took me for some X-rays and some scans. I have no internal bleeding, I know that much. They gave me this bandage and were checking my leg. I heard someone yell something about someone coding, and my nurse ran out. That’s when I heard you.”

Mike nodded. “I’m going to take care of this little problem,” he said.

Danni shook her head. “Just let the police handle it, Mike.” He’d stood by then and peered out of the curtain.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I just don’t get it.”

Danni didn’t answer. She was looking down, still holding the bandage to her face. “What?” she asked quietly.

“I just don’t understand why he hates us so much.”

“He’s just an evil prick.” She grimaced in pain then, groaning under her breath.

Mike turned. “What can I get you?” he asked, coming forward quickly.

“I’m okay, just… in pain.”

“Did they give you anything yet?”

She nodded her head. “It’s made it bearable,” she said, indicating her leg.

As if on cue, the curtain pulled aside and a young Hispanic nurse came in. “Hello,” she said. “I’m Esmerelda,” she said smiling at Mike. “I’m guessing you’re family?”

Mike nodded.

“I’m just gonna finish up that bandage and then we’ll get her stitched up so y’all can get out of here.”

“I’m okay if you need to go help with whatever that was,” Danni said, laying back against the bed.