Chapter 4 Why leave so soon?

"Cora, you need to learn how to love yourself." He says, and I frown. "I think you could have more friends if you would be okay with yourself."

"I don't have any problem with that. It is only those bastards who can't leave me alone."

He sighs. "I know, but you need to learn how to defend yourself. You must stand up for yourself. We are leaving next week, and we won't be there with you."

I sigh this time, while I move out of his embrace. I am disappointed. For a moment, I thought maybe he had started to see the woman in me.

"Why do you need to go so far?"

He smiles. "Because Yale is there."

"Both of you leave me alone," I said.

"Just harden yourself a little. Don't let them bully you. Go to the teachers if necessary."

I have many things to tell him, but I can't, as someone opens the door suddenly.

"What the hell are you doing in here? There is a huge party outside!" Ethan shouts, and Spencer, like I am not even there, storms out of the bathroom. I follow them out, and they start to party hard. Carla is always around Spencer, and thanks to alcohol, it seems he doesn't mind. He holds her close, and they are dancing. When Carla turns her back to him and pushes her butt to his lower abdomen, I decide to leave.

I stood up suddenly, and I headed into the house. I ran to my room, and I closed the door behind me. My heart is racing, and I don't know what to do. I want to stay there, so I know if Carla can reach her goal, but it hurts me so much. I am not sure if I want to see that.

I sigh, and I go to bed. I lay down, and I pulled the quilt to fully cover myself. Hearing the music from outside, and their laughter, makes it hard for me to fall asleep, but finally, I manage.

In the morning, when I open my eyes, the first thing I realize is the quiet. I get out of bed, and I go to the window. The garden is in a mess, and no one is in there.

I go to the bathroom, and I make myself ready to go down. I found no one on my way to the kitchen. Probably, everyone is sleeping in the guest rooms. I try to focus on making my breakfast. However, what bothers me since yesterday makes me nervous. I want to know that, so I leave the kitchen and I go upstairs. I walked to Spencer's room and I gently opened it. I knew I only needed to open it a little to see his bed, so I took a deep breath, and I looked inside the room. The stone that has sat on my chest since last night fell down, eventually. He is sleeping soundly in his bed. Alone.

I make myself breakfast and eat at ease.

It is two o'clock when they appear. They apparently suffer from headaches. They don't eat, only drink gallons of water. Spencer looks horrible as well, but still, for me, he is gorgeous.

After everyone goes home, the boys return to their rooms, and have a rest. I feel bored. The house is empty and quiet.

In the evening, I go to my room, and I take a shower. I don't like that I couldn't see the boys all day, but I understood they needed to rest.

I decided to take a bath. After filling the huge bath, I get naked, and I sit in it. While I'm enjoying the water caressing my skin, I close my eyes. I think about the moment when I was in the bathroom with Spencer.

I recall the moment when he held the hem of my shirt, and his fingers touched my bare skin.

I imagine his fingers tracing my skin all the way up to my bra, and he cups one of my breasts. He starts to massage it, which makes me close my eyes. I focus on his other hand, which pulls my skirt up, making my panties visible.

His hand slowly slips between my legs and while he kisses my neck, he is caressing me down there. I am getting wet and want more. With soft moans, I let him know how good his sweet torture feels. He pulls my panties on the side, and he continues caressing me. I am moaning even louder, when he stops suddenly, and he turns me to face him.

He makes me sit on the countertop and moves my legs apart. He kisses me passionately while he takes his stone-hard member out of his shorts, and he pushes it inside me as deep as possible. Feeling his male organ slipping inside me, stretching my inner walls, makes me moan in the kiss. He thrusts into me like we are in a rush, but I don't mind. I want to feel his hot semen inside me. He moves even quicker, and he stops kissing me. He gasps and moans even louder, and I orgasm with him at the same time. His seeds bathe my inner walls and I enjoy feeling its warmth. He wants to pull out, but I hold him back. He smiles, and he pushes his sx deep inside me while he leans in and kisses me. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck. We kissed each other for a long time.

I open my eyes to take myself back to reality. So many times I made myself cm, thinking of him being with me, but after each time my chest is heavy.

However, after each or*asm, I have to face the sad truth that probably, my imaginations will never turn to reality. He is my brother, and he loves me as only his sister.

The next morning, when I walked downstairs, I found everyone in the kitchen.

"Good morning, Cora." My father greeted me coldly. His behavior never surprises me. Since I was little he has always praised his sons, never me.

I stepped towards mum, and I kissed her on the face.

"When did you arrive?" I asked.

"Early in the morning," Dad answered.

"Have you had a good time?" I turned to mum.

"Oh, yes Darling. The Maldives are just more beautiful each time we go there." Mum answers.

We are having a quiet breakfast, then just before I leave the room, they stop me.

"Get ready. Today we organized a special dinner to say bye to the boys." Dad says.

I frowned and I looked at Spencer.

"Aren't you leaving next week?"

Spencer smiles and glances at Ethan, who smiles as well.

"Tomorrow is Monday. That is next week."

"True." I say, and I quickly leave the dining room to hide my frustration.