Siblings

Chapter 1

Aria POV

Aria Montgomery couldn't believe this was happening as she sought comfort from her older brother, Ezra as they eyed their new home. The attic was one big scary place. It was dusty and unused. Unwilling to move from Ezra's intense embrace, Aria could make out that they had a small kitchen that connected to a living room with sparse old furniture. It wasn't much. The sad fact was that, they wouldn't need much. Their mother, Ella had only made sure they only the basics to survive. At least for now.

Finally, forced to walk around their new home, Aria followed her brother's lead as he explored their prison. The attic was stifling. She could barely breathe. Ezra moved over to the wide window overlooking the massive ground below. He played with the rusty lock for a bit, before it popped open. Fresh clean, wonderful air filled their lungs as well as the Attic. Thank god it wasn't winter, Aria thought as she ran trembling fingers through her long untidy dark hair. She watched actively as Ezra did the same for all the widows in the attic.

Summer weather graced their presence. It was hot, but the heat wasn't unbearable yet. Aria had always loved summer. It was her favorite season. Ezra loved the fall. He preferred cool weather over the heat.

Her brother was an odd one. He didn't think as other people did. He was more logical, unpredictable. She loved how smart her brother was. To Aria, Ezra was the smartest person she'd ever met. He was also unremarkably gorgeous with his blue eyes and dark short hair. Literally, Ezra could have any girl on the planet if he wanted with just the snap of his fingers. He was tall and lean with an athletic body underneath his clothes.

Aria ventured down the hall, gaining courage from Ezra's presence at her back. She loved his closeness. They were incredibly close as siblings. There was a bathroom on the right, a bedroom on the left with an antique looking queen-sized bed, a study with two floor to ceiling bookshelves stacked with books and a desk, an empty room, and a room that was locked from the inside. Aria wondered what was behind that locked door. Whatever it was, it couldn't be good.

Aria ended her exploration and headed back to their living room, a living room with stairs leading down to a door. A door that was locked from the other side. A side to which their mother and grandmother were privy to. She didn't like feeling trapped, locked away from everyone she'd known. Her friends most of all. She missed Spencer, Hanna and Emily, and even Alison.

Ella, their mother had changed after their father, Byron had died. Their father died instantly while traveling to work. His car was crashed into by a drunk driver. A drunk driver that had also perished alongside her father. The world was one cruel place. Her innocent sweet loving father, had been taken away from Ezra and her.

Their mother had lured Aria and Ezra out of their comfortable lives, cheating them out of a bright future. A future filled with hope and adventure. Aria loved her high school. Ezra was striving in college. Aria hated their mother. Their mother had ruined everything. Ella knew how much Ezra wanted to teach, to make a difference in young lives. It was his passion. A passion that Ezra shared with their father.

Aria was a sixteen-year-old who had never experienced love, or a boy's kiss. She dreamed about having a boyfriend. All her friends did. Ezra didn't share Aria's plight. Ezra had girlfriends. He'd experienced love and kisses. Sex. She only knew because she'd caught him in the act.

It was the first time she had witnessed someone having sex. She remember how it had made her feel. Jealous. Envious. She had wanted to be that nameless girl. She didn't care if that notion made her sick and twisted. She remember how wet her pussy had gotten. Her panties had been flooded with her juices.

She had masturbated so hard that night in her bed and had come even harder. It had freaked her out. It wasn't like she enjoyed thinking about her older brother and his girlfriend at the time. She'd vowed never to touch herself in that way again. She had kept that promise. She never spoken of her little transgression to anyone, not even her friends nor Ezra. They would have thought was she abnormal. A deviant.

Aria can't ever forget the sounds of two bodies joining together. Skin slapping again skin. It had been intense. She couldn't ever forget those loud moans the girl had released from her mouth as Ezra's naked ass slammed into her body over and over, pounding her deep and hard. Aria had been speechless, transfixed to what was going on right in front of her. She couldn't ever forget Ezra's strained grunts as though he was dying painfully, slowly. It had been terrifying and thrilling all at the same time.

"We should find some candles before it gets dark," Ezra announced as he bumped into her from behind, bringing Aria out of weird musing as she turned to face him. Peering down into her face, Ezra gifted her with a strange expression on his handsome face. It was as though he'd figured out where her thoughts had been. "What's up with you?"

That was a good question.

A lot was up with her.

Continuing to fantasize about her brother and his old girlfriend fucking wasn't normal at all. It was disgusting, sick on her part. She wished she could just forget it. She didn't want to think about that day. A day in which Aria discovered the world of masturbation. Formed an unhealthy attraction to her brother. Was it too much to admit that she wanted to be the girl fucked by her older brother?

"There isn't anything up with me," Aria said defensively as she bit her lip and looked elsewhere to avoid Ezra's penetrating stare. He had the most intrusive eyes. She wanted him gone but close in the same breath. "Let's just locate those candles. This attic is creepy enough in the day".

Ezra and Aria ransacked their tiny kitchen, their bodies brushing up against one another in the process. Aria hated and loved the feel of Ezra's body. Shivers ran down her spine as her hands shook badly. Her heart beat rapidly as Ezra's imploring eyes found hers again. His look was one of annoyance and curiosity. She could read him easily. He worked to decipher her strange behavior as he found a couple of candles inside one of the many kitchen drawers.

"Stop!" Aria yelled at Ezra as she hunted for matches, not able to handle his graze much longer. "I hate when you analyze me like that".

It felt as though the room was closing in on Aria. She needed to be outside. Away from her prison. Away from her attraction to Ezra. It wasn't right. It was wrong. She knew that. If only her body got the memo.

"I analyze everyone. You already know that about me, Aria. If I don't understand something, then I try to figure it out," Ezra explained himself as he arranged the candles in order from small to large. "I won't ever change. Not even for you, little sister".

God. She hated that word.

Aria didn't want to be Ezra's sister. She wanted to be more. She wanted to know what it would be like to kiss him. She wanted to know what it would be like to have him inside her pussy. She wanted to know what it would be like to ride his fat cock. There were many things she desired from Ezra. Being his sister wasn't one of them.