A/N: Here's a new Quincest I've been working on. I've got the first chapter, and the start of the second one, but I'm kind of stuck as to how this is going to end, so if I don't update this one regularly, don't hate me, please. :3
Chapter 1
Sara- 11 am
I woke up to a killer headache, and my phone ringing loudly. I dragged myself out of bed and to where my jacket was lying near the door. I dug through the pockets until I found it.
"Oh my god, shut UP." I said to my phone as the ringing became louder when I pulled it out of the pocket.
The caller ID said 'Emy'.
"Hello?" I answered the phone, my voice raspy. I pushed my bangs off of my forehead and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes as Emy's voice came through.
"Oh my god, Sara, what's going on? Have you seen the pictures? Explain this, Sara! What are you gonna do? Oh my god, oh my god, oh my-"
"Emy." I cut her off. "What the hell are you talking about?"
There was a heavy silence on the other end. "Don't play dumb, Sara. You know what happened last night."
I was extremely confused now. "Emy. I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Go turn on your computer."
"What? Why?"
"Just do it, Sara."
I picked my laptop up off the floor, opened it, and turned it on.
As I waited for it to boot up, I said, "Would you care to explain what going on, Emy?"
There was a sigh. "No, not really. I'm not really even sure what's going on, Sara. I'm gonna need you to explain."
"Emy, what are you-"
"Is your computer on yet?"
I sighed in frustration. "Yeah."
"Alright, go to any gossip website, and search 'Tegan and Sara'."
"Okay…" I held the phone between my cheek and my shoulder as I did what she told me.
I waited as the page loaded, and then-
"Did you see it yet?"
"Oh my god, Emy. What…what is this? These aren't…these aren't real, are they?"
There was a silence.
"Emy! Emy, what's going on? Where are these from?" I was officially freaking out now.
"Sara, these are from last night. These are real. This isn't a joke. And these are everywhere. Everyone's seen them- your mom, Lindsey, Chris- everyone. You wanna explain?"
"Emy, I have no idea what's going on right now, so how the fuck do you expect me to explain?"
I hung up the phone, my hands shaking.
I looked at the screen of the computer, and scrolled through the pictures displayed there.
Me and Tegan hugging. Me and Tegan holding hands. Me on Tegan's lap, my arms around her neck, her hands on my waist. Tegan and I pressed close together. Tegan and I-oh god- kissing.
I winced at the next picture. In it, Tegan and I were in a dark corner of a dark club, and details were hard to see, but-oh my god this was sickening- Tegan's hands were- were down my pants, our bodies pressed close. How did I not remember this?
I needed to talk to Tegan. Now.
A/N: Dun dun dunnnnnn~
What went down between Sara and her sister? How drunk did they get? How can Sara not remember getting it on with her own sister?
Reviews? Tell me if I should even bother continuing this?
