A Family Affair: An Extreme Taboo Anthology - Page 38

She helps her stand and walks her into my bedroom.

“Are you coming?” Chelsea turns and asks.

I want to go with them more than I’ve wanted anything else before. But Brianna isn’t ready for that. Shit, she may never be. I’m hoping that it’s going to go the same way it did with Chelsea, but that may not be the case at all. No, I’ll keep my distance for now. Maybe forever, if that’s what she wants.

“I think I better stay here,” I answer her.

She leans forward, and I reach out for her, kissing her passionately. Emotions are running high, and I want to hold her and never let go. But Brianna needs her more than I do tonight.

When we break the kiss, I notice that Brianna is staring at us. I look at her without faltering. I refuse to feel like what I am doing is wrong, especially in my own house. But she isn’t looking at us like she did the other day. Her face is expressionless. I offer her a slight smile to see if I can get a reaction, but I get nothing.

“Goodnight, girls,” I say to them both.

Chapter 5

Brianna

The shining sun glares through the gap in the curtains, waking me up. As if opening my eyes was the signal for the rest of my body to awaken, painful aching overcomes me. I hurt everywhere; every last inch of my body feels like it’s been pulverized. It feels like even my hair is in pain.

What happened?

I roll over and am shocked to see Chelsea lying in bed next to me. All at once, the events of last night come flooding back.

Uncle Jack. Coming here. Chelsea curling her soft body around me in Bash's bed, running her hands through my hair, trying to calm me down. How warm, how safe I felt with her hands on me.

My eyes go wide, and I shoot out of bed.

Fuck.

“What’s wrong? Brianna, what happened?” Chelsea asks.

“Where is my phone? Oh my God, what time is it? My mom is going to kill me!”

Not thinking, I run into the family room, dressed only in the t-shirt and underwear that Chelsea gave me, to search for my phone. And I run right into Sebastian.

“Shit!” I pull my shirt down a little covering my ass as much as I can.

“Bri, it’s fine. I texted your mom from your phone last night.”

“You did? I want to see it. I want my phone!” I say.

I feel frantic, almost like they're trying to keep me here, but I know that is crazy. I can feel a panic attack coming on. Bash hands me my purse from the sofa. I walk across the room and sit on the ground with it. Bash sits on the couch carefully, as if he's in the same room with a lion and doesn't want to startle it. Looking at my phone, I click on the text message app and pull up the conversation with my mom.

I see the message that I sent her last night just after… when I decided to come here after work. I never saw her response, though, until now.

I am going over to Bash's apartment. He and Chelsea are hanging out.

Ten minutes later.

Mom: I don’t know if that’s a good idea.

Five minutes later.

Mom: Brianna?

Three minutes later.

Mom: Brianna call me, please.

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