I couldn’t see her, but I could hear Fire nervously pacing the room. She was making me nervous, I thought I was in a place, I once knew. It was unfamiliar territory, something which made me feel even more uncomfortable.
“You look more like Pa than Dean.”
I nodded, “Maybe, because, unlike Dean, I don’t cut my hair enough.”
I could feel her studying me, she drew towards me like a moth to a flame.
“It’s not just that. I think Dean lifts a little too many weights. He’s a lot bigger than you.”
“Thicker.”
“What? Just he has a lot more muscles. I could see it in the white vest he was wearing and his jeans. Everything clung to him. Whereas you’re just wearing a black polo shirt and matching pants, and they even look big on you. Like, you’re a lot smaller in the frame than he is.”
I was joking with her, but then her quick response, told me that she didn’t get the joke. I wondered if she looked the same. Sure, she wasn’t the same ten-year-old, we’d left behind. Now close to seventeen or maybe sixteen. Either way, I wanted to know if she looked the same. I had to ask her, even if it did make people nervous.
I ignored her comparison of both Dean and me, and just decided to ask her the magic question.
“Do you mind if I touch your face?”
She touched my stomach and giggled. “I thought you would never ask. I’ve never had someone do this to me. I would love you to do it to me.”
I smirked, as she took my hands, and then clumsily put them on hers. I remembered her as a kid, saying exactly what was on her mind and it was nice to hear that adolescence hadn’t changed her. She was cheeky back then, I imagined her emerald eyes sparkling at the idea of touching her face.
She took my hands and guided them towards the top of her face. Her face was so hot as if the heat of my hands had lit her up. I smoothed my finger around her forehead, then slowly to her eyes. She still had the same wide eyes, back then. I shouldn’t be surprised, they felt the same, as well as her perky nose. Once I reached her lips, she quivered as if she was nervous about me touching them. I moved my hands, thinking I didn't want to give her the wrong idea. She was young, and the idea of being touched like this, probably excited her at first, but now she felt uncomfortable. It was natural, so many had said, great touch my face, then as I did it and tried to form a picture in my mind, they backed away.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”
Silence.
I didn’t move, wondering what was going through her mind.
“I need to get back,” she stuttered and her voice was at a distance. I wondered if she was standing just watching me. “They need me out there. I’ll see you later.”
I sighed at the idea of making her feel that way. I didn’t’ mean to.
Shit!
Sometimes, the disability brought out frustration in me so big. This was another reason why I didn't want to come home, but then I had no choice.
I wondered if Daisy would let me do the same to her. Let my fingers trace not only her face but every part of her body, including her sweet pussy. I wondered if she meant what she said in her letters if she’d really wanted us back home. Not only to help her out but for a lot more than that.
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10th February 2015
Dear Vale,
I wish you were here. I could start the letter with, hi, How are you? What are you up to? But, I don’t want to write like that. I have never felt the need to do it. You are the one I can pour my soul to, and you would never judge me.
I loved the way you made me feel protected as if I would do no wrong. As if you saw me in a completely different light to everyone else.
I remember graduating high school and thinking it was finally time to see the world. The one place I wanted to be as far away from, I just stayed. I did it out of duty. Everyone left, and I hated you for a long time for it. Just come back home. Won’t you come back home?
Love always,
Daisy
I’d read the letter a thousand times, I knew every word of the letter, and it made me even sadder to know it was the last letter I’d read from Daisy before I lost my sight. No more could I see after that day. I heard her coming down the stairs and worried she’ll class me as some freak. I could imagine the sympathetic smile on her face as she saw me.
Little Daisy was all grown up, and had been running the ranch. Dean had said she’d been doing it so well. She didn’t need a hand to do it, even the things dad had deserted a while ago, she’d managed to get it up and running.
I hated the idea of all the ranches in the area, wanting a piece of her. We’d left her vulnerable for too long. We shouldn’t have done that, she thought we’d come back home, the truth was we had no choice. We would tell her in time, until then we’ll do what we can to help her out. Even if I couldn’t use my eyes I had more to give her. I just hoped that she would see things that way.
Once we reached the barn, I knew things would change between us. He hadn’t hesitated in patting me on the butt. Brushing his arms against me, and even my chest, as he helped me change into my boots. He couldn’t keep his hands off me, and I did my best to flirt with him, from the moment we left the house. “I didn’t know if you wanted to see more of the ranch.”He growled as he stood in front of me. So, close that I could smell his woody scent and his breath smelled of beer. As if he’d had some just before coming to the ranch, even if it was a little early in the day.“No. I just wanted to know if you meant the things that you said in your letters. The part about wanting us back home and missing us?”I nodded, finding myself speechless. I’d given him permission to do what was written all over his face. He lifted me into his arms, taking me into one of the empty stable and gently laying me on the hay.He began to undress slowly, not to tease or be a tease, but because he could barely ta
They were gone for so long, that I was wondering if they planned to come back. I gave up sitting and waiting for them, so I used my time to explore the house. I couldn’t go into dad’s old room. For some reason the door was locked, I found it weird seeing as every door in the house was open.It didn’t take me long to figure out that Daisy’s room had completely changed. It used to be pink with all her awards proudly on the bookshelf from cheerleading, to track. She was athletic and we all thought one day she would get into it professionally, but none of her trophies were on her bookshelf. Even the bookshelf wasn’t there. It was as if her room was cold and bare. It was times like this, I wish I could see. My sight was impaired, not completely lost. So, I could make out objects in the light, but darkness was my main weakness. I used my hands to feel my way around it. Just a bed, and closet. It was almost as if she’d wiped the past out of the house. Out of her mind.My mind returned to the
The last couple of days since we were in the barn, not only has Dean been avoiding me, but Vale too. It was weird seeing him blind, it didn’t make him unattractive. If anything the complete opposite, he walked around with his head held high and he knew where he was going and what he was doing, without a guide.I would be completely lost if something like that happened to me. Things I took for granted such as seeing and hearing everything, he’d lost, but it didn’t phase him. The Vale I’d once known had been replaced by one who was more confident and had taken on a problem and rolled with it.So many questions were running through my head?Like, did the Navy make him this way?Or the issues of the past?They’d received my letters, I kept sending them not even knowing if they got them. The thing was at first, I didn’t receive a reply. I sent them as a way to express how I was feeling and to help with my internal suffering. After the death of our parents, I needed to talk to someone who k
The last couple of weeks, we’d formed some sort of relationship, and naturally taken up our roles in the house. Daisy no longer spent her time just staring at Vale, the complete opposite, she relied on him for so much, especially when it came to the books. Something she said she wasn’t that good at, when we were at school we were always helping her with her maths.“Is Vale, still working on the books?” I asked as I came across her. Since our time in the barn, we’d kept at arms length. I didn’t want to upset my brother and the way I took charge that day, really rocked the boat with him. He had a shit relationship with dad. I was deemed as the favorite, even if my recollection of the past was completely different from his. It didn’t matter to me, but they seemed to argue all the time. Sometimes, about important things, and at other times nothing at all. As if they got a kick out of arguing with each other. “Uh-huh. I can see his excitement of doing maths hasn’t failed since he joined t
I slept for a while, and when I woke up Dean was carrying me to the bathroom to take me into the shower. I was completely satisfied and didn’t care if he wanted to take me for a swim, much less a shower. I snuggled into his chest and placidly let him clean me.I looked up into his eyes, so beautiful and clear, and wanted to speak but he didn’t let me.“Later, baby. Later we’ll talk about what the future holds, what this might mean, and where we might all go together, but for now, we will explore each other, for now we find out what gets each other of the most. That’s all, alright?” He looked at me to check that I was on the same page.I nodded my head to agree.“Okay, good.” He smiled and we got out of the shower to dry off. When we walked back into the bedroom we found Vale naked with only the covers to hide his nudity, waiting for us with a smile. Sunlight gleamed in his light brown hair and I looked back at Dean, his hair darker since it was wet. It really was difficult to tell the
Dean was working on the ranch and Daisy and I was in bed, just holding each other and enjoying each other’s company. This was the thing I loved most about Daisy, I could always be me. I didn’t have to pretend or otherwise.“A penny for your thoughts,” her fingers were on my nose then they darted to my lips, and I knew where they were going so, I stopped her for a second. I just wanted to be in her company, as sexy as she was and she made me want to fuck her every second. For now, my cock needed a break, and apart from the first time we all did it, we hadn’t stopped or even spoken about the future.“You know, we never did tell you why we came home?”She moved on top of me, we’d turned her from being a virgin to a temptress in the short space of two weeks. I couldn’t believe we didn’t want to come. We shied away from being the one place we considered home, just too ashamed to face her and too afraid to face what could be waiting for us.“I know. The main reason was money…”“Oh.”I could
I’m in love with Clark Wells; I have been ever since my mom married his dad. That was two years ago. Now I’m twenty and still have a big crush on the billionaire. He’s every inch a man, and he’s off-limits because he’s forty-three and my stepbrother. He’s divorced and in desperate need of a nanny. I’m in desperate need of him and a job. I can’t tell him my secret. I will, in time. I hope once he sees all of me, he’ll love every inch, from my head to my toes, so he can forgive me for the secret that I’ve kept from him.
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I had no choice. Mom had run off, and here I was with the one bag which held all my worldly belongings, while sitting on the bus to meet my stepbrother. I thought he would send a driver, but he reassured me he would meet me at the station. I was so embarrassed and had no one else to turn to. When mom married Heath Richards, everyone accused her of being a gold digger - even grandma. They said she was wrong for marrying someone nearly thirty years her senior just for his money. She said they were wrong. She told me that the wisdom gained through the years was the most attractive quality I could ever find in a man. One who knew how to take care of you and would do anything for you. She told me that could only be found in an older man. That man was Heath.Yet, as soon as the funeral was over, and the will was read, the sale of the house I used to live in went through, leaving me homeless, and the realtor told me about my fate. After a few days, I pic
Jade“Hurry up, Jade! We’re going to be late!” Zach’s voice came through the door.“Hold up,” I yelled back. “You took a lot longer in the bathroom and you know it!”He didn’t have a thing to say against that, and I smirked. It was hard for me not to take my time, though. After all, my stomach was a lot bigger now, and while not fully grown yet since I was only in the second half of my third month, the lump was big enough to be visible even under my clothes, no matter how baggy. Still, stepmom somehow managed to get me the right dress to make it a little subtle, and I had to settle it just right on my form so no one could tell, even when I walked around.Today was the open day for our bakery, both mine and Zach’s. Once we both enrolled in culinary school, he’d decided to drop his original plans for university, because of course Zach had plans. We’d graduated from high school, and we had the rest of our lives ahead of us.Finally getting my dress to settle right, I left the bathroom.
I looked around as the lady going around with the clipboard moved to the next table in line. She was near the end, and I figured the competition would really begin once she reached the end. I hadn’t read anything on how the contestants were judged, but I had already figured they might award points for the cakes appearance, if ‘points’ was how they were adding it all up. So, if she was awarding for presentation, then there would be more judges coming by to start tasting the cakes.“There are a lot of people here,” I murmured to Zach.He hummed. “Honestly, there are a lot less than I thought there would be. At least they’re less than a hundred.”I grumbled, squeezing his hand for comfort. Fifty-something people was still plenty enough, and I was starting to worry again, wondering just how big a chance we had of even winning this thing.I’m just an amateur. Sure, I’ve helped Dad at the bakery plenty, and I’ve been watching him for years, but some of these cakes look professionally done!
Jade is pregnant.The words hadn’t stopped running through my mind ever since I found out. It was the last thing I expected, but that just made me an idiot. With all the fucking we’d been doing, considering I didn’t remember using condoms or any form of contraception any of those times, this was a logical outcome.It was stupid that I was shocked, but I was.We had to go down and eat breakfast at some point, so after Jade got her composure back, and washed her face, we both headed downstairs. Monty was still in the dining room, as if he’d been waiting with the food for us. Two other places were set on the table with several platters in the middle.“If you’d like something like bacon or eggs or pancakes, just say so and I’ll have them prepare them in the kitchen.”“Nah, it’s fine,” I said quickly, before he could suggest it anyway. “It’s our fault for being late, anyway, we’ll just have what’s available.”There was plenty already, just not anything hot. I could tell the croissants were
Since it was too early in the morning, there was nothing we could do about our suspicions. When I thought about it, I felt like my period could be late, but it wasn’t like I marked my period days religiously, not anymore, anyway. As long as I made sure to have some painkillers and pads at the ready each month, I just waited, and I would feel the cramps coming just before my period started. Plus, I had been late some months, especially that first year when it happened, so I wouldn’t think too much about it.This was different, though. Not just because I was puking, but when I thought about it, neither of us had ever thought much about contraception as we got so lost in each other, and sometimes, once was all it took. I wanted to hold onto some denial, because I didn’t want it to be true, but I could feel a rising dread in my chest.In any case, since we couldn’t do a thing about it just yet, I got to work. I worked better with the icing than Zach did, so I cautiously walked closer onc
I waited for Jade to call me. She’d insisted on going home and speaking to her dad right after school, so Monty and I had gone back without her. He was in his room, playing video games with the leftover cake from yesterday’s practice.We were going to bake the final cake today, we had to. Even though the competition was in the afternoon, there might not be enough time to bake the cake and transport it to the venue in time, even if I got up before dawn and Jade arrived early. In the end, I got tired of waiting and gave her a call. If she’d been there, we could have caught some sleep after finishing with the cake, but at this rate, we wouldn’t have enough time for that. I waited until Monty came to call me out for dinner. In his house, they had dinner at seven, and I thought it was late enough.So, I called Jane. The line died before she could pick up, and I just called again. She picked up on the third call.“Hello?”Her voice didn’t sound right, a little thick, and sleepy. I felt my
The days went by fast, and before I knew it, it was Friday morning. I’d gone to classes after skipping on Monday, but with the competition tomorrow, I was wondering if I could still skip. I woke early because I was a little too excited, and it wasn’t even the day of the competition, yet.I went through my morning routine quickly, and by the time I arrived downstairs, it was to find that stepmom hadn’t even left yet, which meant I was really early.“Good morning,” I called.The nervous excitement in my stomach was almost enough to make me miss the awkward air in the room. Stepmom was standing by the cooker making breakfast with her back to the rest of the room. Dad was seated at the dining table with his paper held up. He didn’t look up at my voice, but Stepmom shot me a look over her shoulder. She smiled, even though it looked a bit strained.“Morning, Jade. Please, sit down. I’ll have breakfast done in a minute.”I was silent as I went to sit at the table, not looking at Dad even tho
There was a loud beep, and Jade looked up.“The cake is done,” she said excitedly.I grabbed a pair of oven mitts and handed them over to her before she forgot the oven was supposed to be hot and touched it with her bare hands in her eagerness. She opened the oven door, and the smell from the cake wafted into the kitchen.“It smells amazing,” I commented.“More than amazing, it smells delicious.”She pulled the tray out and set it on the counter, then tugged off the mitts. The cake had puffed up nicely.“It needs to cool down. Let’s take care of the icing now.”The cake was chocolate with chocolate icing, slight caramel and mint added in the icing. I watched jade as she perfected it. This was one area where she’d be better off than me, so I just leaned back on the counter and waited until she was done.Jade hummed as she tasted the icing once she was done mixing it. “I think it came out really good. Would you like to try it?”I was lost in thought, watching as jade licked the icing of
Getting to school, now that I lived at Monty’s, was a bit of an adventure. I usually got up early and left the house early, not because I was a particularly studious student, but it was so I’d have the decision to walk to school or take the bus. Jade usually ended up running late and had to rush all the way to school.Living with Monty, none of this was easy. Well, it was a little easy, because even after staying with him for nearly a whole week, I hadn’t once run into his family. So, I didn’t have to deal with any awkwardness, but Monty’s house was further from school than I was used to. So, I could get up early and go catch the bus, though it would take a bit of a walk, or I could get up a bit later and wake Monty up so he could drive me to school. He usually did it with not much time to spare before school started, but he was relaxed because he had a car, several of them in fact.This particular morning, I was feeling lazy, so he drove me to school. I was usually in class and revie
My alarm went off, waking me up, but I was too lazy to move. My head felt a little stuffy, like I wasn’t all awake, but the sound got annoying really fast. With a groan, I got up and reached for my nightstand, where I’d taken to keeping my phone instead of under my pillow, because of the radiation, and because this way I wouldn’t just snooze the alarm and go back to sleep.School. I had to go to school, there was never another reason for getting up early.I slipped off the side of my bed and rose up on my toes as I raised my clasped hands, yawning as I stretched my body out. I squinted my eyes, even though it was too early to have much light in my room. I stumbled my way out of my room, and was about to go to the bathroom when I paused, because it should be occupied.Zach was usually up earlier than I was, and he could take a ridiculous amount of time in the shower for a guy. I actually ended up staying in for about ten minutes because he took more than twice that time.Then, I rememb