6 Reality is Often Disappointing

I watched as puddles of water edge toward the side of the school exit. I saw men in black suits and trench coats escort dozens of kids to vehicles, umbrellas covering them, some even having two.

"Why do you look so sad?"

I turned to my right, surprised to see only Olivia, one of my step sisters, standing a few feet away. I flashed back to the bathroom of the previous day, the conversation that unfolded was monumental, making my life hell of a lot harder.

"It's because rain just kind of kills the mood you know."

Olivia pulled the pin out of her hair, her long red locks falling around her shoulders, "Why are you lying?"

I froze, my mind flashing back to my mother's face. "Technically I'm not..."

Olivia pulled an umbrella out from her bag, "You don't have to tell me but lying is unhealthy, it makes reality change."

Reality change?

I looked at Olivia, her red rimmed glasses sitting perfectly on her nose, her freckles giving her a rather nerdish look.

"Stop staring."

I quickly looked away, "Sorry my bad."

Olivia sighed and opened the black umbrella, her eyes glancing toward me for a second.

"You can come with us, the limo is waiting on me."

I pondered it for a second.

Me and four girls who may or may not hate me in the same vehicle, nah fam.

I gave the fakest smile I could, "Don't worry about it."

Olivia shrugged and kept her pace, the rain starting to pour even harder. I stretched my hand out, the liquid chilling my hand immediately.

Sigh, why can't I just stop being complicated and take the limo. I sighed heavily per usual, and stepped into the rain.

After twenty minutes, I was entering the pink house on Ocean's street. When I entered, I removed my button up shirt and shoes. My brown hair soaked to the scalp and my entire body freezing.

No one was in the living room, how odd.

I made my way up two flights of stairs and dried myself off in my personal bathroom. My blue eyes seemed deader than usual, as if they were no longer light blue. I ignored it and headed to my room, my door creaking open.

Ah home sweet ho-

"Who are you?"

I stopped, my towel the only thing around my waist. I quickly secured the towel as I saw Fey simply sitting on my bed. She had on a purple lose shirt and black workout shorts.

"What do you mean?"

Fey's eyes never looked in my direction, what was with girls avoiding eye contact with me?!

"The message left on your computer."

"Who wrote that?"

Wait, she wasn't the one who knew? Wait, what the fuck is she doing on my laptop?!

"I don't know who wrote that, but can you please not snoop in my stuff."

Fey looked around the room, "I wouldn't but if you do not lock the door it's free to explore."

"What kind of rule is that, and what the hell kind of rule is that!"

I rolled my eyes, "I never locked it at the old house, never lived with anyone besides my father."

Fey nodded, "I can tell, no one walks around in a towel, what if Olivia saw you, she would die."

I cocked my head and threw a look down at my body, "True, it won't happen again."

There was a long pause of silence, the light thudding of the rain the only coherent sound.

Tap Tap Tap

I gestured to the door, "Well we can talk about the message another time, I'm not feeling well."

Fey nodded again, "Yeah walking in freezing rain is idiotic, but let me ask you this Warren, why are you going through such great lengths to dodge us, we are family after all?"

I bit my inner cheek, "I just don't want to mess with you guys, you seem to be happy without me."

Fey laid out on my bed, her short body not even reaching the edge.

"Yes we are, but you see, we cannot stay like that forever..."

I raised an eyebrow, "Yea-"

She cut me off, "That's why."

That's why?

"That's why I want you to take my first time."

My heart sunk, my body shriveled and my mind broke. For a second it seemed I was somewhere else, somewhere were my presence was no longer tangible. That cold sentence cutting through me.

A joke, a sick joke, actually this was them testing me no? It had to be, in what sane world would this be logically sound.

In the worlds I create.

Technically in my book I did make this a reality, somehow I conjured this same scenario. I sighed and let my anguish titter.

"And why would you want me of all people to do that? If this is a joke, than please get out of my room."

Fey hopped off the bed, her face pinged with annoyance. "I guess so..."

She walked slowly toward me, her blue eyes filled with mischief.

Suddenly she moved forward and pinned me against the door. Shit, I should of known this would happen.

I felt a slight feeling rise from below.

REALLY, RIGHT NOW?!

I held back the lump in my throat with all of my might.

CLICK

My eyes widened as she locked the door, her hands still pressed against my chest. She tiptoed toward my ear, "Just kidding"

Fey grabbed me and pulled me toward the bed, her momentum making me fall face first into my pillow. She dodged my body, running over to the closet and locking it.

Wait, why?!

"What the hell are you doing Fey, this isn't the plan?!"

Autumn's voice?

"Fey!"

Fey smiled as she skipped across my room, I quickly turned over, "Okay what the hell is g-"

Fey clasped a small hand around my mouth, her leg coming up and hitting the light switch.

Darkness and the slight sound of rain filled my ears as she pushed me back down.

Click.

I looked at my right hand. A handcuff around the edge of bed now connected to my arm.

This was getting to far to fast I need too-

Click.

I gulped as Fey sat on my stomach, her black hair falling out of her pony tail.

"Fey, w-"

Fey moved slightly back, my question stunted by a slight moan on my end. Hey, you can't judge me, I was caught off guard. She smiled as she heard my reaction, Autumn still banging on the closet door.

"You won't resist me right?" Fey whispered to me.

Our eyes met, something I don't ever remember Fey having. Emotions. This was not her, no matter how I looked at her, she was scared.

Was she doing all of this for her sisters?

Damnit Fey, why?!

I pulled toward her, my arms snapping back from the handcuffs. I was freaking out, I can't give in.

I....

Fey leaned toward my flustered face.

"Just enjoy it."

She grabbed the pillow and put it over my face, her entire body sliding back on top of my crotch area.

Everything went dark.

My body jolted as I unhinged my eyes. Was that all a dream, I sat up, seeing my hands were no longer handcuffed, or were they ever handcuffed? The weird part was that I was in casual clothes, meaning I never got caught in a towel.

I surveyed my room and listened.

Tap Tap Tap

It was still raining and a few booms of thunder made my body shudder. I hopped of my bed, letting the covers float to the floor. Still confused, I made my way to the closet, hoping to see if Autumn was still trapped in there.

Nothing.

Was this all a dream?

Was I drugged?!

There was only one way to find out. I puffed my chest up and beat on it like a gorilla, I needed to figure out what happened. It's time to man up and see.

I opened my door, the hallway completely dark. I glanced at my smartphone, it was barley seven o-clock, meaning I slept for three hours. Making my way down the hall, I peered out a window, the shrine barley visible through the darkened air. Huh?

It all felt so weird, just being up and moving, like this was all fake.

BLEEP

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Marcus: Im guessing we never hung out because of the rain. Miss you buddy, don't die or something dumb, no cap.

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I pocketed the phone and made my way to the second floor, all four of my sisters' doors visible.

I passed the first door, the light sound of classical music playing, the second had nothing and the third had hip-hop. The door to Fey's room was slightly open.

I peered into her room, everything seeming rather neat and normal. The only difference was that an entire section of a wall was a bookshelf filled with books.

"What are you doing?"

I jumped, Arid standing at the top of the stairs, a pink apron around her. Her white short hair neatly tied to the left of her face.

"Oh I was just seeing why the door was left open?"

Arid put her hands on her hips, "You came down for that?"

I wearily smiled, "I just wanted to talk to Fey, I had this weird dream about her."

Arid's eyes lit up, "A weird dream you say, was it a, wet dream?"

My body froze, the hit single I wrote was called Wet Dreams. Wait, was it Arid who left the message?

So many damn questions, I hate it.

"No just..."

Arid stalked toward me, "Just what oniisan?"

Oniisan?

I got goose bumps as she came close and sniffed me. Her eyes closed for a moment, "Still a virgin, good."

Wait whaaaaaaaaaaaat?!

Arid tapped my nose and sauntered to her room. She opened the door, "Fey is in the bath, peep if you want or whatever."

I thanked her as she shut the door.

Peep eh?

I skipped a few steps, my bare feet firmly planted on the soft carpet.

"Hey Warren, pssssst, hey Warren."

My eyes drooped.

"Waaaarrren, can you hear me?"

I turned around to see Autumn poking her head around a hallway that led to the bathroom.

I lazily trudged over to her, "Yesssss?"

She looked around, "I need your advice."

I scratched my chin,"Advice for what?"

Autumn glanced around again, "What do you do when you get in arguments with people?"

Such an odd question, well, such an odd person.

"Well I usually use logic or moral standards to help prove I am superior to them."

Autumn sighed, "You are such a guy, I don't even know why I asked."

I put my hands out, "Sorry, Sorry, just what's all this about exactly?"

Autumn's usual cheery character seemed to no longer be present. Something happened.

"Is it Fey?"

Autumn entire body turned to stone, "How did you know?"

I leaned against the wall, Autumn no longer looking toward me.

"Well you seem so cheery and aggressive while Fey seems to be stubborn and abrasive..."

There was a long pause, "How do you know so much about us, we barley even know you?"

I smirked, "Well I do write novels."

Autumn glanced toward me, "You write novels?!"

I caught myself," Yeah just as a hobby, I don't like do it proffesionally or anything, if that's what your thinking..."

Fucking smooth Warren, smooth.

Autumn giggled, "Haha, you are funny, but I think its cool you write stories and stuff. Fey does too except she doesn't let anyone read them."

Fey is a writer too, maybe that could be how I get closer to her. I frowned, only problem was any of my worthy work was rather, um, different.

"There is still so much I don't know about you guys, I just want you all to one day accept me, that's all I ask for."

"Is that so?"

I stopped, my gaze falling back to were Autumn was. Instead, Fey stood staring up at me, her eyes resembling the calm still water of a pond. I gulped, "Fey, can I ask you something?"

Fey narrowed her eyes at me, "Why did you change the subject?"

I backed away, "Just..."

I had no words or ideas to dodge this bullet.

Fey was wearing a almost see through blouse and sweatpants, her black hair still skating down her back.

"Just what Warren?"

She stepped toward me, "Are you thinking about how you took my first time?"

No.

No.

No, what did she mean? Does that mean that dream was real, the handcuffs and everything?

Fey licked her lips and tiptoed to my ear, "ready for round two so soon?"

I stumbled as I retreated backwards, "Round two?! Does that mean..."

My head started to spin.

Fey got down on all fours to be eye level with me, "Why are you at a lost for words, any man would love to have four sisters at his leisure? Is it the fact you want to but have this lingering feeling of holding back Warren?"

Fey placed a hand on my inner thigh, "No one would know, it would be your own little paradise, such a big house can hide secrets easily."

My body fell under her spell, my breath drawing hot and my heart racing. It was all a test, it had to be a test, none of this was real.

This wall all to change me, to make sure I wasn't going to hurt my new found sisters. I grabbed Fey's wondering hand, "Sto-"

"What the hell are you doing Fey?!"

Olivia stood towering over us, her eyes starting to well up with tears.

Fey quickly removed her hand from my grasp and backed away, " I was just doing what we decided."

Olivia stomped her foot, "We said we wouldn't so this again, look at what happened to Jordan!"

Fey seemed to take a blow from that, "Jordan wasn't our fault, it was that nasty mind of his that got hi-"

"NO!"

Olivia screamed, "What the hell is wrong with you Fey? Why do you always have to control our lives, why so you act like you know everything, why do you act like you can do it all alone?"

Fey got up, her eyes pinged with sadness, "I have to make sure he wouldn't hurt us again."

Olivia held her tears, "By what, molesting our family until he goes insane like Jordan?!"

Fey grabbed Olivia by the shirt, "Stop saying his name damnit, that man is nothing but evil and harm!"

Arid came around the corner behind Olivia, her eyes scanning the scene.

"Stop Fey!"

She charged Fey and grabbed her wrist, "Don't make things worse you cow, do you even care about what's going on?!"

Fey removed her hand and pushed Arid, "All you ever care about is your damn popularity, am I the only one who cares about what happened?!"

Autumn rounded the corner in a hurry, "That is enough, let's just-"

"Shut the hell up Autumn, you are no different from Arid, all you care about is yourself. Ever since Olivia was raped no one has tried to help her heal, you all went back to normal as if nothing happened!"

Raped?

Arid grabbed Fey, "Let go of her Fey!"

Fey pushed Arid with her free hand, "So what, we can go back to being fake again, acting like we aren't even sisters anymore? What happened to the times were if one of us were hurt, all of us were?"

Fey let go of Olivia and collapsed to the floor, "I want the old life back, I don't want you guys to fake being happy, it's too much."

"It's all your fault Fey..."

All of us turned to Olivia, "If you would just put trust in people, none of this would be a thing. It's like you, you are the fake one. The one trying to alter stuff for your liking. Just because Jordan was older you treated him like he wasn't our brother, and because of that he is in prison now. When will you wake up and see that you don't need to get your grubby fucking hands on everything!"

What was I witnessing. Up until now, everything was so adventurous and untamed, it was like I "was" the main character in some light novel. Like my thoughts and ideals were being written down as this crazy life of mine progressed.

The reality was I don't have a place in this house. This home, on this street, in this family. They had their own problems and all I was doing was destroying it. May it have been fake happiness or not, I still screwed it up. I should of never not said anything in the shower, I should of never thought this was some type of story were everything would fall into place.

This family is broken, and putting us together was pointless.

There was no way for me to help them, I only made things worse.

For a moment, the picture of the summit appeared, a high mountain range in the distance, the sun slowly rising above it.

Then is all evaporated.

Man, what the hell am I doing?

"I'm sorry!"

All of the sisters swirled toward me, "I'm sorry I'm not what you wanted."

I looked each of them in the eyes, "I'm sorry..."

I left that night, needing time to figure out what exactly was the point in all this.

Was this some light novel, or....