A/N: Okay please read this before reading the story. This story has been
deleted from ff.net for unknown reasons. At first I thought it was because
of the subject but I've read many incest fics which are on ff.net so I
think my story should be on ff.net too. That's why I'm reposting it.
WARNING: CONTAINS (SEMI)INCEST. DON'T LIKE = DON'T READ!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything...just this story.
**Rory's POV**
I really hate fighting with my brother. Once we were best friends, we shared everything. But ever since I started dating Dean something has been off, we fight all day long. It's like he is jealous. I used to spend all my time with Tristan, but now I'm spending time with Dean too. That's just normal right? I mean, Dean is my boyfriend. I know I'm hurting Tristan, but it is not healthy to spend so much time with my brother. I can't tell him I'm only dating Dean to stop my sick thoughts. The thoughts in my head that I want Tristan to be the one who's kissing me, not Dean, but that's sick, right? I mean, he is my brother...
**Tristan's POV**
I hate that guy. Bagboy. She can get much better than that. Well I suppose that's what she says about my many girls too, but they are just something to get rid of the thoughts about her. Rory. My sister. It's not normal, everytime she's in the shower I have to press the urge to go to her and declare my love. She would just laugh, or worse, run. So that's why I keep distant, fight instead of talk to her. It's easier to stop my sick thoughts when she's yelling at me. Why does she have to be my sister?!
**regular POV**
"That's none of your fucking business!!! Stay out of my room Tristan DuGrey!!!"
Furious, Rory DuGrey smacked the door in his face. She couldn't believe it. She was shaking all over her body. How did he have the nerve.
It had started as a nice conversation, for once. They had been talking about her 18th birthday, which would be in a week from now. He had asked if Dean would be there too, and suddenly his voice had become cold and hurtful again. He couldn't help but taunting her about her boyfriend. Did they have sex? Was he good? For some sick reason he felt like he needed to know it. She had thrown him out and fell down on her bed crying.
He was up in his room, listening to music. For the hundreth time in a week he thought about her. About how it would be if she wasn't his sister. She probably would hate him then, because he was quite the player. All just to get rid of his thoughts about her, but she didn't know. She didn't notice the way he looked at her when she was reading. Her delicate features were etched in his brain. Her eyes were gorgeous, he just wished they would look at him with passion and desire, instead of hatred and disgust.
"Get it together DuGrey"
He looked at himself in the mirror. He was quite the catch, and he knew it. The King of Chilton, every girl wanted to date him. He wished there was just one girl as amazing as his little sister. One girl who would make him forget about his forbidden love.
"Tristan! Rory! Dinner is ready!"
She sighed. Another meal accompanied by painful silence. Their parents used to ask them about their fights, but neither of them could give a reason. Not one that they could say out loud anyway. So the dinners in the DuGreyfamily were finished in silence.
Not this time, this time they talked about Rory's birthday. She didn't notice the glances her parents were throwing at eachother.
**we've got to tell her**
Sometimes it felt like his wife could almost read his mind, for she nodded and looked at him with incredible sadness in her blue eyes. They would have to tell her. Ever since she was little they had agreed they would tell her on her 18th birthday. She just wished it wasn't so close already. She wasn't prepared to lose her little girl yet...
A/N: Please review! And don't flame please!
WARNING: CONTAINS (SEMI)INCEST. DON'T LIKE = DON'T READ!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything...just this story.
**Rory's POV**
I really hate fighting with my brother. Once we were best friends, we shared everything. But ever since I started dating Dean something has been off, we fight all day long. It's like he is jealous. I used to spend all my time with Tristan, but now I'm spending time with Dean too. That's just normal right? I mean, Dean is my boyfriend. I know I'm hurting Tristan, but it is not healthy to spend so much time with my brother. I can't tell him I'm only dating Dean to stop my sick thoughts. The thoughts in my head that I want Tristan to be the one who's kissing me, not Dean, but that's sick, right? I mean, he is my brother...
**Tristan's POV**
I hate that guy. Bagboy. She can get much better than that. Well I suppose that's what she says about my many girls too, but they are just something to get rid of the thoughts about her. Rory. My sister. It's not normal, everytime she's in the shower I have to press the urge to go to her and declare my love. She would just laugh, or worse, run. So that's why I keep distant, fight instead of talk to her. It's easier to stop my sick thoughts when she's yelling at me. Why does she have to be my sister?!
**regular POV**
"That's none of your fucking business!!! Stay out of my room Tristan DuGrey!!!"
Furious, Rory DuGrey smacked the door in his face. She couldn't believe it. She was shaking all over her body. How did he have the nerve.
It had started as a nice conversation, for once. They had been talking about her 18th birthday, which would be in a week from now. He had asked if Dean would be there too, and suddenly his voice had become cold and hurtful again. He couldn't help but taunting her about her boyfriend. Did they have sex? Was he good? For some sick reason he felt like he needed to know it. She had thrown him out and fell down on her bed crying.
He was up in his room, listening to music. For the hundreth time in a week he thought about her. About how it would be if she wasn't his sister. She probably would hate him then, because he was quite the player. All just to get rid of his thoughts about her, but she didn't know. She didn't notice the way he looked at her when she was reading. Her delicate features were etched in his brain. Her eyes were gorgeous, he just wished they would look at him with passion and desire, instead of hatred and disgust.
"Get it together DuGrey"
He looked at himself in the mirror. He was quite the catch, and he knew it. The King of Chilton, every girl wanted to date him. He wished there was just one girl as amazing as his little sister. One girl who would make him forget about his forbidden love.
"Tristan! Rory! Dinner is ready!"
She sighed. Another meal accompanied by painful silence. Their parents used to ask them about their fights, but neither of them could give a reason. Not one that they could say out loud anyway. So the dinners in the DuGreyfamily were finished in silence.
Not this time, this time they talked about Rory's birthday. She didn't notice the glances her parents were throwing at eachother.
**we've got to tell her**
Sometimes it felt like his wife could almost read his mind, for she nodded and looked at him with incredible sadness in her blue eyes. They would have to tell her. Ever since she was little they had agreed they would tell her on her 18th birthday. She just wished it wasn't so close already. She wasn't prepared to lose her little girl yet...
A/N: Please review! And don't flame please!