Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 5: The Red Mist Decends

... myself. I'd already been spending less time alone, and as weird as it sounds, it made me a little uncomfortable. I used to spend all my time alone because I had to, but over the years I'd really come to enjoy my solitude, my privacy. I wasn't really sure if I was ready to give that up. == The next day, they met me at the line in the cafeteria again. Rose had an expression that let me know she wasn't going to give up on this, and again, Jessica looked like she didn't really care. I hadn't spoken to either of them since the day before. When we got to their table, Derek and Becky were already there, as well as a girl I vaguely recognised. It was probably strange not to know the name of everyone other senior by now, but I'd spent so little time outside my own small social groups that I didn't even really have to try to avoid gossip. The groups I hung out with were usually more interested in their own niche hobbies than their classmates. "Oh hey man, what's up?" Derek said, as soon as I sat. Becky was reading a book, and didn't look up to greet me. I looked at the other girl. She was very beautiful, I noticed right away. There really was a pattern here. She had sharp, well defined cheek bones and dark hair that fell past her shoulders, and very fair skin. Her eyes must have been brown, but they were so dark they seemed almost black. "So you're Rose's little brother?" she said, giving me an almost stern, appraising look. "Kinda." I said nervously. "What do you mean 'kinda'? Do ...

... you not know if you're her brother?" she said, her voice sarcastic and almost accusing. I felt a swell of nervousness rise up at her aggressive tone, but I met her eye. I was determined not to act as awkward as I'd felt yesterday. Besides, the way she was looking at me was nothing compared to how Jessica had been treating me for years. "I mean we don't actually know who's older." I explained, trying to sound confident, "As far as I'm concerned, I'm her big brother." She raised her eyebrows slightly, before turning to Rose. "You said he was younger than you by like, a few minutes." she said almost angrily, her voice still firm. Rose just shrugged, smiling. The other girl's almost hostile manner didn't seem to bother anyone else. Derek was just watching with what seemed to be a permanent half-smile, and Becky still didn't look up. "He is younger." Rose said eventually, her voice full of humour, "He just won't admit it." They looked at me simultaneously. It was my turn to shrug. "I don't know what to tell you." I said lightly. "My little sister's delusional." There was a half-beat of silence before the girl's cold, stern expression melted into a light, sincere laugh. I smiled, feeling a little rush of confidence that I wasn't used to. I didn't often make people laugh, but I seemed to be pretty good at it. "I'm Lissie." she said, her laugh fading. I felt strangely like I'd passed some sort of test. Again, once I'd gotten my introduction out of the way, I stayed pretty much silent, ...