Dreaming of Demonic Sisters

I found Seth.

Son of a bitch was in his car, yelling on his cell phone.

Fucking pissed me off, is what it did, cause I was almost sure that he’d just gone and left. I’m not forgiving him for this easily, oh no.

He’s going to have to work for it.

Hard.

Now I just have to think of some dastardly plan on making him pay for it. Making me face Blue alone.

Psh.

Coward. And he’s never even met her.

Since all I had to do was look over at the driveway to find Seth, I was still standing in front of Blue, who was gushing over what a man I’d become since I’d left.

Okay then…

You know, I don’t really think of this as home anymore. Well, it’s been that way for a while, and it’s really about time I left the nest.

…

I’m not really sure if I said that right.

Oh, wait, flew. And coop. Maybe.

Whatever.

…

No, that doesn’t sound right either.

Anyway, if it wasn’t for Seth, I’d be expecting dad to let me mooch off of him for the next couple of years or so.

Kind of never really ever thought about what I was planning on doing with my life. Never worried about it. Dad had money, and I was planning on relying on that.

Now I’m relying on Seth’s money.

Does that make me a gold digger?

Hey, I’m happy living as a couch potato, thank you very much. I guess I should add slob to that. Lazy… unmotivated… illogical… sparkly…

Sorry, lost my train of thought. Something about some movie that Blue forced me to watch. Vampires, I think?

Whenever I think of the phrase, train of thought, I think of that little blue train with the face on it. The one that always says ‘I think I can, I think I can.’ you know the one I’m talking about?

Steamboat Willy comes to mind when I think about it. Then it leads to Mickey Mouse. You know, I really don’t know what Steamboat Willy even is. Something that was far before my time.

“Jay, I’m talking to you.” Blue interrupted my thoughts about how I really want to go on a yacht.

“Yeah?”

“Who’s the guy?”

“S-” Shit. Fuck.

Fuck.

I couldn’t tell her, cause I already tell her. When me and Seth first met. She’d figure it out. She’s smart.

And she was raising an eyebrow at me. I’d do the same thing, since I was just staring at her. Like a lunatic.

That’s gone mental.

But fuck, I almost gave it away and she’s waiting and I my minds blank because she’s waiting and it’s making me nervous and I need something with an ‘s’ but I can’t think of-

“Sven.” Whether the name is American or not, I don’t know or care, cause I really like that name. And it starts with an S, so all the better. Of course, not my favorite, but at the moment, I’m still sort of mentally voting on favorites at the moment.

“Really now?” Blue said, very unbelievingly, which sort of pissed me off, cause how would she know?

Either way, whether she really believed me or not, she just shrugged her shoulders, told me to tell him to come inside, and followed Bailey, who’d already went in.

Gave me a great opportunity to report Seth’s new identity to him. It might be a good idea if he knew. I can just imagine Blue going crazy cause I lied, and she possibly already knows…

Whatever, just give me time to think things up. Don’t know what I have to think up, but I know it’s something.

Besides, now that I’m here, I’ll get a chance to get my Family Guy DVD seasons and the rest of my video games.

Definitely my Zelda games, I got some pretty old ones, that you can barely find anywhere anymore. If you weren’t really looking…

What else do I need to pick up…?

Got to be discrete about it.

When I got to Seth’s car, he was glowering at the house.

I knocked on the window, and leaned against the top when he finally rolled the damn thing down.

“What?” Wow, could he be any more grouchy?

“What’s up?” Now that I think about it, I want to know what the hell that cell phone call was about. Unless he was just talking to himself while holding up the cell to his ear.

You know what? I don’t think I’ve said the word ‘fuck’ in a long time. Kind of miss it…

Not really, how the hell could you miss a word? Guess you could swing that way or something.

Anyway, I waited for Seth to tell me whatever I knew he was going to tell me eventually anyway.

“Nothing to worry about,” He said. Shit head.

“That’s why you’re all pissy right now, right?” Not helping his mood.

“Jus- it’s nothing you need to worry about right now, okay?” He said it with such finality, that I wanted to ask him over and over again until I got what I wanted, but I decided that I was actually very very hungry, and I was sure that my stomach was about to start growling.

I don’t like coming off as never eating and starving all the time, okay? But then again, I’m a lazy, possibly ADD, and easily bored guy, so I guess it’s natural to always being hungry.

“Come on in,” I told him, and after a few seconds, he finally got out of that damn nice car of his.

You know what? I want it. I wonder if Seth will let me have it. Or at least let me drive it. And no, I won’t mess it up like my last car.

Aw, I made myself sad now, cause I miss my old car that an old drunk crashed into after it was finally fixed and ready to go.

Then again, if it wasn’t smashed, then I wouldn’t have gotten fucked by Seth.

But if I hadn’t gotten fucked by Seth, then I wouldn’t have to leave Blue all on her lonesome to fend for herself in this evil evil world.

Huh, started thinking about Zelda about halfway through that, and now I really want to play it.

And what was I thinking of before that? I have no clue.

Time to eat.

I can practically smell the food right now. That might be because someone’s having a barbeque, but that doesn’t change the fact that I smell food.

Seth followed me inside, and the first place I walked to was the kitchen.

NOOOOOOOO

THERE’S NO FOOD!!!

Well, there is, but nothing cooked!!!

“Food’ll be ready in a minute,” Blue suddenly popped up out of nowhere, scaring the shit out of me while reraising my hopes of the prospect of getting free food.

“Yeah, so get out of the kitchen,” Bailey suddenly popped up out of nowhere, just like Blue, but more subtly, either way, I was ready for it. If one comes, then so does the other. It just the way the world works.

“Go show him your room,” Blue gestured to Seth, and I looked at her suspiciously, but she didn’t seem to be implying anything, but I knew better. That’s just what she does. Be’s all nice and innocent, but then bam, you’re fucked.

Well, not technically. Just in special cases. Like mine!

Don’t know why I feel happy about that. Still trying to figure out if it was a good thing or not. So far, I haven’t really even thought much about it.

“Come on then,” I told Seth, and he followed behind me, not even saying a word or nothing. Makes me think of puppy dogs again.

I was just happy that my room was exactly like I left it. A complete and utter mess. Looks like home, to me.

Or should I just call it my natural habitat?

Yeah, that sounds more like it.

But yeah, you couldn’t see a single spot on the floor. Covered in clothes, both clean and otherwise. No underwear, though, cause even I’d think that was disgusting.

And for the fact that I’m not like those guys at school and on the streets, and wear their pants around their knees.

That had nothing to do with dirty underwear, but anyway, on with that thought…

Nothing wrong with it, personally, just bugs me for some reason. Like how the hell they manage to keep them up at all?

I mean, my pants go around my hips or waist or whatever you call it, and they’re more likely to fall down than theirs.

Might be because I really need a belt, but that’s besides the point.

Keep losing them…

Oh god, how long has that been in here?

And what I’m talking about, is a half eaten sandwich. Baloney, yum.

Well, not so much anymore, cause it’s gross looking and moldy and could probably kill me if I ate it now.

Not to mention that it absolutely stinks.

I told Seth to stay while I went and cleaned that area up. It was on a stand near my bed, which wasn’t where I remember putting it, but I probably did when I was in the process of cleaning it up, and then completely forgot about it.

Wonder why Blue hadn’t done it already. I mean, she usually cleans up my room, especially if I’m going to be gone for about a weekend or more.

I feel so loved right now…

When the cleaning was all done with, and I got yelled at by Blue cause I went into the kitchen, I went back to my room, to see Seth staring at the wall.

“Whatcha doing?” I asked, and he looked at me, before sighing, and going to sit on my bed.

And no, it’s not dirty. I will absolutely not sleep in a dirty bed, unless I dirty it purposely. Except nothing too bad.

I mean, like, it’s not dirty in the dirt sense, or anything related to that. More like the smut sense.

Wait, it’s not that either, just what I mean. But yeah, no, it’s clean. I’m pretty sure the blankets where washed before I even left.

I walked over to him, and he looked down at his lap. You know, like he has something on his mind that he’s trying to figure out if he want’s to tell me or not.

And if I’m actually right on that, then I watch way too much TV. That, or they put too much romance crap in my horror movies.

But yeah, something’s totally wrong.

Now I just have to extract the secret, secretly of course.

What to do, what to do.

I’d already tried asking, and I didn’t think sexing would work right then.

Well, actually it probably would, but Blue could walk in in any moment, and I don’t want her to know about me and Seth, just yet.

And now that I think about it, I hadn’t seen dad. Probably on some business trip or something. Wouldn’t really know.

How dare he? Leaving Blue all alone like that… well, she does have Bailey, and I’m sure she fawns over Devin enough, but what the hell would I know?

Just because I’m gay, doesn’t mean I’m in tune with any of that feminine crap.

Oh, bad mental image. Adam Sandler in that one movie where he has to act gay, holding up pads.

I’m so fucking glad I’m not a girl.

Actually, I think Adam Sandler played a gay guy in another movie, with some chick that’s off of Friends. I was just flipping through the channels and it caught my attention. Only for a second though. I swear.

Anyway…

Back to Seth, he sighed, before looking up.

“Stay away from that girl, okay?”

What. The. Hell?

“She’s my sister!” I was about to go on about how he had no right to say something like that, but he cut me off. The bastard.

“The other one. Bailey.” Oh. Well, huh.

“Why?” There wasn’t really any reason that I knew that he’d say that, unless he knew that she’d probably try to get us to video tape ourselves having sex if she knew we were together.

“There’s just… something I don’t like about her.” No, not a good enough argument.

“Why?” I can keep asking why all day. Just watch me.

I don’t know why, but I just thought about that Shirley woman, from the town with the bar.

Well, that was pretty specific, wasn’t it?

The one with the bar/restaurant. Even more specific.

Well, maybe a little more, but not by much.

The one where I met Seth for the first time in my life.

I still never asked why the hell he was all the way down in Florida. Or where he was planning on going next, if he couldn’t find whoever it was that he was looking for.

Oh my god, I never even thought about what if he’d found someone else that got him sexually excited before me.

I feel as lucky as a turtle that manages not to get hit by a car on the road.

I don’t know where that came from, but I’ll run with it.

“I don’t know, but I just don’t,” something tells me he’s lying about why he doesn’t like her, but I won’t push it for now.

I’ll just ignore his warning, and spend even more time with her to get him to spill the beans.

Holy fuck my nose itches. I keep scratching and scratching but nothing’s working!

Except, you know, the scratching part, but only for a few minutes.

Oh, there we go, it’s stopped now. And no, not just for the minute.

“Will you do it?” He asking, and I looked down at him.

“Do what?” Sort of forgot what he was asking, cause of the itchy noseness.

“Stay away from her?” He was giving me his puppy dog look. I swear he knows what it does to me.

And because of that, I want to give him a kiss.

And so I do, a pretty quick one, cause I have a feeling that if I make it longer, Blue’d walk in and catch us.

After that, I gave him my biggest smile, and told him “Nope.”

What’d you expect?

And if you thought I was going to jump him to have hot wild sex, then you were wrong.

I was only thinking about doing that.