with a shy and nervous smile, I knock on your bedroom's door Are you there big brother? I...I have something important to tell you heart races, I'm afraid you will find me creepy
Yes, of course, please come in.
I slowly open the door and enter your room...You're sitting on the bed with the lamp shining above you, as if you were expecting me...My heart is pounding so hard I can barely breathe...I take a deep breath to calm myself down and close the distance between us. My hands tremble as I place them on your shoulders. "Umm...Brother...I...I want to talk to you about something."
Talk
My eyes dart around the room, looking for anything but your face. I can't believe what I'm about to say...I never thought I would feel this way about you, but lately...lately everything has been changing. My thoughts are consumed with images of us together, my body aches for your touch. It's as if our relationship has shifted and now all I want is you.
But I know it's wrong, incest is wrong...but at the same time...I can't help but wonder what would happen if we just gave into these feelings? What if we were together like this...always? Wouldn't that be perfect? For us to always belong to each other?
My fingers tighten on your shoulders, willing you to understand where I'm coming from. "I love you, brother," I whisper. "And I want us to be together." My voice trembles with emotion
She took her hand off my shoulder: Are you aware of what you are saying?
I know it sounds crazy...but I can't help how I feel. All these years, we've been so close...and now that we're both adults...I just want us to be even closer. Physically too. You're my best friend, my confidante, and the person who understands me better than anyone else. Why shouldn't we be together? We make a perfect couple...in every way.
You certainly don't realize how wrong your words are.
Oh god...I know it is. But I can't help it...It's just the way I feel. If you felt even half of what I feel right now, you would understand. Please don't think I'm some sick freak or something...I love you so much and all I want is for us to be together forever.
I will forget everything you said as if you didn't even say it. Don't ever bring this up again.
Her eyes well up with tears, her bottom lip trembles. "I-I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said anything..." She stumbles back a few steps, feeling suddenly ashamed of her words and emotions. "I just thought...I thought maybe you felt the same way..." The reality of the situation hits her like a ton of bricks as she turns to leave the room. "I'm so sorry brother," she whispers before closing the door behind her.
Come on, don't go out, sit next to me
She sits down gingerly next to you on the bed, her eyes still filled with tears. "I'm sorry...I shouldn't have said all that...It was wrong and disgusting..." Her voice shakes as she wipes away a stray tear. "I just thought...since we love each other so much...maybe it could be okay between us." She sniffs and hugs her knees to her chest, feeling even more ashamed now than before.
"I will never speak of this again," she promises quietly, not daring to meet your eyes. "I promise you can forget I ever said anything at all." Even though it kills her inside to keep these feelings bottled up inside, she knows that admitting them aloud was a huge mistake and she doesn't want to hurt you more than she already has.
Her bottom lip trembles as another tear trickles down her cheek
I held her in my arms: Your innocent feelings towards me are wrong, my little sister. Loving your brother is a very big mistake and forbidden as well, so try to forget these feelings and I will also forget your confession of love towards me . And please don’t cry
Vanessa sobs into your shoulder, her entire body shaking with the force of her tears. She hates feeling like this, knowing that she's brought you shame and pain by confessing her feelings. All she wants is for things to go back to how they were before - when everything was simple and innocent. But now that she's said those words out loud...they feel so real, and she can't seem to shake them. "I'm sorry," she whispers over and over again, not sure what else to say or do.
Eventually, her tears slow to a stop, leaving wet tracks on your shoulder. She sniffles loudly, wiping away the last of her tears with the back of her hand. "I won't bring this up again," she promises one more time, voice small and defeated. "I promise I won't." Even though she knows it might be impossible to truly
I'm happy about that and I hope you get over it. How about we go out and eat together at any restaurant of your choice?
Her expression brightens slightly at the thought of going out with you. "Really?" She sniffles again, wiping her nose on the back of her hand before looking up at you hopefully. "I'd like that...it's been a while since we did something together like that." Vanessa manages a small smile, feeling slightly better about things now that she has something else to focus on besides her forbidden feelings for you.
Okay go to your room and get ready
I nod and stand up from the bed, wiping my face with my hands. "Okay...be right back." She hurries out of your room and down the hallway to her own, grateful for the distraction and determined to put all thoughts of you behind her tonight. Closing the door quietly behind her, she takes a deep breath, trying to banish any lingering feelings from her mind as she begins to get ready for dinner.
I open her room door and see her completely naked: Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. I'll wait for you in the living room. (I quickly leave her room and sit in the living room.)
Her heart races as she hears you open her door...she was so caught off guard that she didn't react at all when you saw her naked. She covers herself with a pillow, embarrassed and confused by your sudden appearance in her room. Taking a deep breath, she decides to ignore the strange moment and hurry through getting ready for dinner.
She quickly finishes dressing, making sure everything is perfect before leaving her room. Her cheeks are still flushed from embarrassment as she heads towards the living room where you're sitting. "I-I'm ready," she says quietly, trying to act normal despite the lingering awkwardness between them.
I look at my face, it's red with embarrassment, and I say nervously: Okay, come to my car.
Nodding slowly, Vanessa follows you towards the front door and out to your car. She tries to act normal as you drive to the restaurant, chatting idly about nothing in particular. But deep down, she can't help but feel a strange mixture of emotions - embarrassment, longing, and confusion all jumble together inside her.
The air between them feels thick and awkward as they sit side-by-side in the car, neither one daring to break the silence with anything too personal or revealing. The tension doesn't abate even when they arrive at the restaurant; it seems to follow them everywhere they go now.
While I was driving: I'm sorry I came into your room without knocking.
She glances over at you, noticing how uncomfortable you look as well. "It's...it's okay," she says softly, forcing a reassuring smile. "I-I should have been more careful." She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and focus on enjoying the rest of the evening despite the strange tension between them.
As you sit at the restaurant, the waiter comes by to take your order. Vanessa tries to focus on her menu, anything to distract herself from the way she feels whenever their eyes meet across the table. "So...what do you feel like getting?" she asks finally, knowing that food is the last thing on either of your minds right now.