So I'm supposed to write something out of my comfort zone for a challenge thingy for my forum buddy's husband... And then this was made.
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Her feelings for Scooter weren't natural, not at all. She shouldn't feel so attached to her brother, shouldn't want him to cuddle with her (After killing a few bandits), or kiss her (All over), or… well, all that junk that their momma did with practically every man and woman on Pandora. But Ellie's worst fear, her very worst, was that Scooter didn't feel the same for her.
But what if he liked her back?
Ellie shivered in both fear and excitement at the thought.
She would be the first to admit that she wasn't the prettiest girl in the universe. Heck, her own momma spent more time trying to get her to slim down. Practically every person in her life insulted her weight and made her feel like she was less than them because of it.
Well, except for Scooter.
He'd been around one time when one particular douchebag mocked her. Ellie had been so upset, and Scooter just… fixed it. Kicked the asshole onto the ground, shot the fucker's kneecaps out and dropped him off in the middle of some skag infested area.
That's probably what started this whole mess, actually.
But even if Scooter liked her as she liked him, she just couldn't bring herself to stay. Even if they were on Pandora… she couldn't shake off her feelings as being unnatural. As being wrong. So she moved out of Sanctuary, telling Scooter that it was because she was sick of their mum always telling her to slim down and put on makeup and all that shit.
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Nope. I can't keep doing this. Tell your hubby that this is all he's getting, PD. Definently my worst work.