TOGETHER AND APART
Acceptance isn’t easy.
CHAPTER ONE
I stared at my computer screen.
“Jess!”
I waited silently for my sister to burst in through the closed doors. When she didn’t, I pouted.
“Jess!”
I drummed my fingers against the glass desk that supported my desktop and sighed. I’d actually have to get up and walk all the way to her room to get her, I thought with a smile.
I closed my door behind me and entered her multicolored room. Clothes were strewn across the wood floor, with stuffed animals peeking out every so often. Definitely the room of a twelve year old. “Feel like coming when I call you?”
I grinned at her and tilted my hips.
“I’m not a dog,” she said, her eyes glued to the Dell laptop on her bed. Her newly pedicured feet swung back and forth in the air.
“You’re a female dog, for sure,” I teased. I jumped on her bed and collapsed against her. I’m never one for personal space.
“Har har, now get off! You’re so fat.”
“That’s just muscle baby,” I said, flexing the arm muscles that weren’t really there. “Anyways, want to go find people?”
She closed her laptop and turned her torso to face me. “Like boys?”
I rolled my eyes. Lately, Jess had been in a male-crazy stage. “Yes, like boys. Girls are less fun. Except us.”
“I know, it must be terrible for the world not to know the wonderful Jessecca.”
That was her nickname for us; Jessecca. Jess and Rebecca, but don’t ever call me by my full name. It’s Becka, no exceptions.
I changed into a black wife beater and shorts, back in my room. Summer time remained my favourite season simply because of all I got to show off during said time. I smiled. Slutty thoughts are a no-no Becka!
Jess yelled my name from the hall.
“People are trying to sleep, you stupid hoe!”
“I’ll kill you!”
I threw open my door and, with a dramatic gesture, threw my head back and said, “Just try and catch me.”
Then I ran past her, and jumped down the eight steps that led from the first floor to the front door. I swung it open, slipped on my heels, and sprinted outside.
She came out after me, lunging for my torso. I went down with a crack to my head.
“OW. BITCH.”
She laughed and I joined in, after the initial pain wore off. “Okay, let’s go find some guys.”
I bent forward and ruffled my hair. Though my birth certificate said brown, the locks that fell from my head glimmered as a more strawberry blonde during summer. With tanned skin and blue eyes, I approve of this season.
We meandered down roads we didn’t know, waving at cars and being beeped at. Well my fifteen year old body might have been more the aim of them, but whatever.
That was the day. The day my life changed.
“A KID.”
I looked around fervently. “Where?!”
We stopped in the middle of the road. “Over there, right up ahead.”
“Sweet.”
I ruffled my hair upside down. A couple yards in front of us, two kids were arguing. I continued walking to eavesdrop.
“Fuck off, Adam!”
“Don’t swear at me, you bitch!”
I looked to Jess and widened my eyes. Whoa, our faces said.
I stood on my toes to look over the fence. (I’m 5’3” and that fence was really big!) The girls back was to me, but she didn’t look old enough to be an adult. He had blonde hair, bangs falling on his face, and seemed slightly younger than me. Judging by his voice, he hadn’t hit puberty yet.
“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.” She said, enunciating each time she said it. I laughed at the head and hand movements she made.
“Cunt.”
She stormed away, stomping feet and bobbing blonde hair. Her hair, unlike mine, was actually blonde.
The blonde boy noticed Jess and I staring. He smiled and waved. “Hey there, enjoy the show?”
Jess twirled a blonde lock around her finger and giggled.
I laughed. “Yes, quite the demonstration of sibling love...?” I said, asking with my tone if they were related.
“Yea, that’s my sister. Britt. She’s usually not so bitchy but-“
“I can hear you!” She screamed from within the house.
“Okay!” He yelled back. “I’m Adam.”
“We heard,” I said, smiling. “I’m Becka, and this one’s my sister Jess.”
He walked towards us, casting a scowling backwards glance at his sister, who was washing dishes in the kitchen window. He opened the gate into his yard. “Wanna hang?”
I beamed. “Sure.”
We went with him inside his house, and ended up in the basement on his xbox.
“I warned you! I’m a fucking beast,” I yelled, shooting Adam’s player in Call of Duty. “Don’t underestimate me cause I’ve got a vagina.”
He laughed, but the look on his face showed mostly determination. “Well I’ve got a dick and I’ll be damned if I let tits kick my ass.”
“I’ve done it before,” Brittney said, popping her head into the room. She walked in and grabbed her chest. “And these are definitely tits.”
We all laughed, but Adam’s died down quickest. “There! Fuck. You. Bitch.”
“Competitive are we? Because I think, I’m still winning, hm?”
The match ended 150-110. Adam threw his controller on the couch and groaned. “Can’t believe you beat me.”
“I’ll go easy on you next time,” I said, smiling. “Hey, you got any soda?”
Brittney caught my eye. “I’ll show you where it is, come on,” she said, her eyes darting to Adam and Jess.
I rolled my eyes in an oh gesture. “I’ll be right back. You two should play, I get winner.”
We left the two of them alone, laughing to ourselves. “They’d make a cute couple, don’t you think? Even if my brother is kind of a loser for any girl.”
“Jess is desperate; she’d go for practically anyone with a penis.”
Brittney raised an eyebrow and laughed. “Wow, sounds healthy.”
I opened the downstairs fridge to find four shelves of soda. Where it was labeled dairy and vegetables, pepsi and mountain dew hid.
“Whoa. This is quite impressive, I must say.”
Brittney bent under my arm, which was positioned on the side of the fridge door, and grabbed a sprite. “Help yourself. We’ve got chips and shit in that cabinet too.”
“Eh, I stick to liquids,” I said, smiling. “Can’t get my shooting fingers dirty.”
I opened the can of diet coke, tearing the cap thing and pocketing it.
“Collect bottle tops or something?”
I rolled my eyes internally, slow to realize I’d even done that. I tended to not notice half the things I did. I laughed and said, “No, I’ve always done it. Habit, I guess. I make bracelets out of them sometimes.”
Britt perked up. “Oh? Will you make me one?” She asked, a coy smile on her face.
“Sure, no problemo. So, you think they’re done in there?”
“Let’s go see.”
I followed her back to the gaming room.
“Whoa there!”
I turned around, away from the scene on the couch. “I did not need to see that, ever!”
I ran out of the room, with Britt on my heels. Her blonde hair brushed my shoulders and I jumped.
“Wow,” was all she muttered.
“You’re telling me,” I said, “Today, my eleven year old sister got her first kiss before me.”
Brittney laughed. For like a whole minute. “You’ve never been kissed?!”
“Shut up,” I teased, “or I’ll kill you in your sleep.”
“I wouldn’t mind finding you above my bed,” she whispered, her face inches from mine.
Suddenly, the darkness outside the windows seemed too dark. The quiet in the hallway was too quiet. The proximity between us was too close. I sucked in air.
My gaze travelled from her fathomless eyes, which didn’t leave my face, to her parted lips. I leaned back slightly, to place my palms against the wall and steady myself. I licked my bottom lip unconsciously.
She was taller than me, so when her body pressed mine against the wall, her neck dipped slightly. Her lips grazed my cheek. I felt hands exploring my waist as a desperate feeling engulfed my lower body. I was sixteen for God’s sake and I’d never held hands with a boy.
I moved my own hands slowly up her chest, and around her neck. I found myself pushing her down, against my own neck, where she was nuzzling. She nipped at some skin and a moan escaped me.
She came back up and grinned. Then she kissed me.
At first, all I felt were her lips on mine. The soft textures rubbing in slow motion. Then, her tongue flickered against my teeth. I clutched some of her hair, the silky locks tickling me even more. Her hands slipped under my tank top, the coolness of her palms lighting my stomach on fire. I kissed her back.
“Ahem,” someone cleared their throat.
Brittney slowly pulled her mouth off me, much to my dislike. She kept her eyes locked with mine, her lids half opened in a state of serenity. My chest fell up and down in quicker than usual motions.
“Well, I did not know this about you,” Adam said, his stare inflicted upon Britt. But her gaze didn’t leave me, even when I started to feel my cheeks burn.
“I’m just as surprised,” Jess muttered. “Fun way to find out.”
His arm was slinked around her waist, which still hadn’t become a different size than her hips.
Brittney slipped the fingers of her right hand in my left, filling the void that had always called for attention. She smiled. “Shut up Adam.”
Criticize harshly . I might cry but I'll enjoy it >D
Like seriously , in depth pain
