Stepbrother Desire (Erotica)

Sarah didn’t turn to face him, but did answer. “Dwayne’s dead,” she said coldly. “This is my… brother,” she said to the policeman.

The cop nodded. “From what we can tell, the deceased was trying to ram your sister off the road. She slammed on the brakes at just the right time and he flew into the railing, hard enough that he bounced over it and hit the road below. He died on impact.”

Mike was stunned. He didn’t know what to feel.

“How’s your sister?” the policeman asked.

“She’s doing okay, all things considered. She’s got a broken leg and a cut on her face,” Sarah said. “Were you the first one on the scene?”

The officer nodded.

“Thank you,” Mike said, reaching out to shake his hand.

The officer nodded. “Just doing my job, sir.” The policeman turned then and left, leaving Mike standing in awkward silence with his still-furious sister.

“Dude, don’t move, don’t even breathe. Maybe she’ll forget you’re here.”

“Sarah…” Mike said.

She ignored him, instead heading towards a seat to wait.

Nothing was going to work. Mike tried to talk to her, to get her to look at him. Finally he stood and headed back inside to see Danni. Beth and Emma were exiting the room then and headed towards him.

“They’re working on her face now, so they want us to wait outside. They’ll let us know when they’re done,” Emma said.

“How’s Sarah?” Beth said.

“Pissed,” Mike replied.

Both of them looked at him sympathetically. “She’s probably just as mad at us,” Beth said naively.

Emma shook her head. “She doesn’t realize that we knew too, I’ll bet.”

Mike sighed, heading toward the exit doors again.

He held the doors open for his sisters and followed them to where Sarah was sitting. They sat quietly for awhile. Eventually Emma convinced Sarah to head home, knowing Mike would stay. The nurse eventually came and let Mike back in the room.

“The doctor should release her in a little while,” Esmerelda said.

Beth had a different bandage on her cheek this time. They must have finished stitching her face. She smiled as he came in. He looked down and admired her pink cast.

“So pink, huh?” he said.

She smirked. “They just gave it to me, I didn’t choose it.”

“Likely story,” he said. He peered down at it. “Can I be the first to sign it?”

She giggled softly. “As long as you don’t write anything dirty.”Exclusive content © by Nô(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.

Mike shook his head. “I’ll think of something clever, like a warning sign that says ‘Woman Driver’ or something.” He flashed her a cheesy grin.

She rolled her eyes and smiled. She scooted back on her bed to lay down. “So how’s our sister?”

“Pissed off and ignoring me.”

“Mike, I’m sure she’s way more pissed at me than she is at you. We’re supposed to be on the same team, I was supposed to tell her when you got your memory back.”

Mike shook his head. “I doubt it.”

“I had to lie to her as well, to keep our secret.” Danni said.

“My secret,” he corrected.

“If we were both lying about it, it was our secret.”

“What’s your point?” he asked.

“I’m just saying that I had just as much to do with it as you did. I wanted to have you all to myself too. I wouldn’t have told Emma and Beth if I thought I could have convinced you.”

Mike looked at her, surprised.

“Honey,” she said, looking at him. “I might have to share you with my sisters, but that doesn’t mean I like doing it.”

“Well, as mad as she is, I doubt you’ll have to share me with her.”

“Oh please,” Danni said. “She’ll get over it soon enough.”

He sighed. “I promise I’ll fix it.”

Danni shrugged, drawing another surprised look from her brother.

She looked at him in return. He continued to stare. “What?” she finally asked. “It’s not like you were keeping it from her to be mean. She can get over it or not, it’s up to her. I’m not saying what we did is right, but it’s not that big of a deal.”

“It’s definitely not right, but it’s a big deal to her.”

Danni sighed and nodded. “Yeah, I guess.”

Silence filled the small room then as they continued to wait. Twenty minutes later, they were released, Danni sporting a brand new set of crutches. Mike signed and paid what he had to, and helped Danni out to his truck.

“So,” Mike started as he drove home. “Dwayne didn’t survive the wreck. His car bounced over the guardrail and he died on impact when he hit the highway below.”

Danni turned and stared for a few seconds, unable to find the words to speak. “I, uh… wow.” she said finally. She looked a little dumbfounded. A look of unmistakable happiness crossed her face, followed quickly by a sickened look. Mike sighed, realizing what was bothering her.

“Danni, it’s okay to feel relieved. He was an evil fuck. He tried to kill me, Emma and Matt, and he tried to kill you, not to mention what he would have done if I hadn’t gotten to that frat party when I did.”

She nodded. “I know that. I’m glad he’s dead, I just…” she trailed off.

He gave her a sympathetic look. “It doesn’t make you a bad person to be glad that he’s dead. Having that conflict inside you is what makes you a good person.”

She sat in silence the rest of the way home.

Mike pulled in and hopped out as Emma and Beth came out of the house. He helped Danni down and pulled her crutches out of the bed of the truck, handing them to her. He paced her as she slowly made her way around his truck and hobbled up the steps to the house.

As they went inside, Danni headed to the living room to sit down. The puppies came out of Sarah’s room and began playing around at Danni’s feet.

Mike looked around and then up at Emma and Beth. “Where is she?”

“She’s in her room,” Emma replied. “Don’t bother trying to get her to come out. She locked the door.

“Come on,” Beth said, moving to assist Danni. “Let’s get you to bed.”

The three helped Danni inside, and then up the stairs to Mike’s room. She thanked her sisters as they helped her to the bed, and then assured them that she could handle it from there.

Mike headed back downstairs after making sure Danni was okay. He paused at the bottom step and glanced over at Sarah’s door. The light was off.

He sighed. The fridge light seemed blinding as he reached inside for the gallon of milk. He took a swig and put it back.

‘Nothing I can do about it tonight,’ he thought. He headed back upstairs.