Angry Big Brother!

Tuli

Well, this just happened.

The apartment was silent when I walked in, so I figured everyone was asleep. I decided to make myself a calming cup of green tea.

In no time, I’m sitting at the table sipping my freshly brewed tea when I hear shouts from Megan’s room.

Like a fool, I assume it’s just another one of Megan and Daniel’s typical morning arguments about who gets to be on top. The thought makes me cringe.

Then I hear a door slam and heavy footsteps heading towards the kitchen. Daniel appears, his usually playful face twisted into a scowl. And it’s aimed at me.

I look at him. “Meg wanted to be on top again?”

He forces a laugh before surprising me with the words that tumble out of his mouth.

“When were you going to tell me you fucked one of your professors?”

I choke on my tea, spraying it all over the table as Megan walks in with a guilty smile on her face. I turn to glare at her, reaching for the paper towels.

“Megan,” I snap, “why would you tell him?”

“I’m sorry, sweetie, it just slipped out. We heard you come in, started chatting, and before I knew it, I blurted out that you’d just come back from a hot night with a hot teacher.”

~Oh, for the love of God. I can’t believe she’d blurt that out! And to my brother, of all people!~

I feel a strong urge to hurl my mug at her head.

Daniel moves in so close, his face invading my personal space, blocking my aim at her.

“You can try to kill her later, after you explain to me why you’re sleeping with your professor!”

I’m in deep trouble.

Now, here I am, stuck on the couch like a kid, with Daniel lecturing me.

“Don’t tell me it’s been a week, and you’re already failing classes,” he says sternly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “Is that why you’re sleeping with this guy?”

I look up at him in disbelief. “Oh my God, Daniel, why would you even think that? You know how much I value my education! My grades are fine.”

“Then why are you sleeping with him?”

“It’s a long story,” I mumble. “Are you sure you want to hear it?”

“I’ve got time. Start talking.”

“Ugh, fine.” ~Here goes nothing.~

I tell him everything: from the moment we met at the party to when Jayce saw me at school, right up until this morning.

Of course, I leave out the sexual details; like I’d share that with my brother, right?

Judging by the way his nose crinkles when I mention the word ~sex~, I suspect Megan might’ve given him details (which I never gave her in the first place; she tends to embellish).

I love Megan, but the look on Daniel’s face makes me want to strangle her.

I wrap up the story as quickly as I can, hoping he’ll relax, but I doubt he will.

Daniel rubs his temples. “My baby sister, corrupted by her own education.”

Damn it, it pulls at my heartstrings when he gets emotional. But this time, it’s a bit over the top in my opinion. I roll my eyes and stand up to hug him.

“I haven’t been ~corrupted~, Daniel. I just told you my grades are fine. I wasn’t pressured into sleeping with this guy; it just sort of happened.”

Megan snorts, earning a death glare from me. She shrugs. Daniel speaks up again.

“Just tell him you don’t want to continue. I, for one, don’t want you to continue.”

“Ugh, I already told him that when he dropped me off this morning. Please stop worrying about it.”

He looks at me suspiciously and extends his pinky. “Pinky swear.”

I cross my pinky with his. “I won’t break your promise. Trust me.”

“If you do,” he says with a mischievous but serious look, “I release the video.”

~Oh, shit~.

He’s talking about the video he has of me when I was ten, dressed in a princess gown, singing “Barbie Girl” by Aqua.

“Danny. You wouldn’t.”

“I would. Now change your clothes before I decide to burn them. I bet they’re his.” He shudders.

With another eye roll, I do as I’m told.

In my room, as I start to undress, I can’t help but think about how Jayce’s hands explored my body.

~Ugh~.

Already, I’m starting to think that I might break my promise to Daniel.

~What on earth have I gotten myself into?~