Disclaimer: I own extra high converse, not Degrassi.

A/N: Well damn, I didn't think you guys would like this story so much o.O That was unexpected haha. Well, since you guys liked it so much, I figured I'd do an early update :) Your reviews really made me laugh; most of them were just hilarious! But, I'm glad you guys did review! It made my day, and night haha. So, here you are the second chapter.

Warnings: Um, there's going to be a little creepiness in this chapter, so be prepared. I'm being serious, you might not like the beginning of this chapter ;)

Oh before you begin reading, Clare and Eli are one year apart, so he's seventeen and Clare is sixteen. Clare looks the same she does in Season 10! Sorry I didn't clarify that in the first chapter!

Beta-reader: Aviva Aria

Incestuous

Summary: It wasn't his fault that he was attracted to his sister. Hell, almost everyone was, but he was her brother and it's kind of against all morals of life being attracted to his blood relative.

Incestuous – Continuing or involving incest; guilty of incest

Chapter 2

When I said it was going to be a long night, I wasn't lying.

It's currently three in the morning, and I've been sitting behind my laptop surfing the web because I can't sleep. And, whenever I slipped into dreams, I'd fantasize of fucking my sister or doing some odd things to her. It made me so sick a few times that I nearly threw up. So, I figured if I spent the night surfing the web, I could get my mind off it. Unfortunately, it didn't work as well as I hoped.

The image of my sister in my thoughts never disappeared. I groaned and clenched my hair in my hands. This was beginning to get out of control. I got up from the computer desk and turned off my laptop. I was going to go to bed, but I stopped in front of the door that leads to Clare's room.

I wanted to go in and—

No! I couldn't…

My tongue slowly licked my lips and I exhaled softly. Maybe just a peak, it's not like I hadn't done this before… checking up on my sister. Yeah, that's what I was going to do. Check up on her and see if she's okay. I opened the door, and poked my head in. Underneath the covers lay my sister; her upper body was exposed, while she was covered with the blankets directly below her waist. She lay on her back with her head tilted to the side.

I moved closer to her bed and stopped when she moved in her bed. She let out a breath and turned her head to the other side. I continued moving closer until my knees touch the edge of her bed. I honestly felt like I was about to pounce on her, Just watching her sleep made my heart rate beat erratically against my rib cage.

I subconsciously licked my lips and moved on the bed, sliding my knee on it, and then the other. The only good thing coming from this is that Clare is a heavy sleeper. It's easier for me. I was soon sitting on my knees next to her body. My eyes lingered on her face for a few moments, and then traveled down to her chest. I watched as it slowly moved, heaving up and down softly, as she breathed through her nose. I bit my lip in anticipation and moved my hand from my side to her exposed arm, running my fingertips up and down her smooth skin. I moved them up to neck and to the hallow of her throat, it twitched under my touch. The general idea of touching her always made me cringe, but since I'm doing it now, it's making me feel good. I moved my hand down to the middle of her chest, since she was wearing a thin strap it was making this slightly easier. Clare shifted, but her eyes never opened.

I knew this was wrong, but I just couldn't help myself.

I have been slightly attracted to my sister for a long time now. We're close, really close to be honest. Since the incident with our parents happened three years ago, we've grown to lean on each other, depend on each other. It was weird at first, but I have grown to like it. Clare was like the girlfriend I never had, she always was there when I needed her most. I snapped out of my thoughts and moved my hand to her breast. She shifted again, and I stopped. Clare sighed. I did too, and cradled her breast in my hand again, and began groping her. As sick as this already was, my free hand had already placed itself in between my legs and I began stroking myself. Clare moaned in her sleep and my breath hitched.

She moved so she was lying on her side and I took that chance to push her shirt down, her breast falling out with a slight bounce. I chewed on my bottom lip and reached up to touch her nipple, which was surprisingly a little hard. Clare whimpered when I circled her nipple with the tip of my finger and began tugging on it lightly.

At this point my cock was already out of my boxers and gripped tightly in my hand. Clare moaned when I groped her breast before moving down to her shorts. I slipped my hand between her legs and pushed her short shorts to the side as well as her panties. To my surprise she was really, really wet. And, I took that opportunity to slowly push my middle finger inside her. I listened to her moan while I stroked myself faster and harder. Clare licked her lips and she moved to her back. Having her move around this much might be a little hard for me to finish.

I swallowed hard and her legs parted out of instinct. Even if she was a heavy sleeper, she always moved around like this. I let go of my cock and gripped the waistband of her shorts and pulled them down, enough so I could see her panties. They were yellow and sported a dark wet spot over her center. I licked my lips and reached up to press the pad of my thumb over the spot where I figured her clit was.

Clare moaned.

I reached down to grip my cock in my hand and began stroking myself again. This normally felt so much better when someone else did it, but I knew that Clare wouldn't do this to me. Hell, just the very thought of asking her she might kill me.

Clare has told me plenty of times that incest is, and I quote "so fucking gross". And, Clare hardly ever says the word "fuck" so if she did, she meant it. I pushed my middle and ring finger inside her and I moaned both from gripping my cock harder and how tight she is. I pumped my fist faster and harder and plunged my fingers in and out of her, watching her facial reactions contort in the look of pleasure.

"Ooh." Clare moaned.

I muttered something under my breath and stroked my cock faster and removed my fingers from Clare's cunt and moved my hand back up to her breast. At this point, Clare was already moaning and whimpering fast. I thrust my hips up lightly, trying to get myself to cum already. After a few more strokes, I released with a low moan. Before I walked out of Clare's room, I fixed her clothes and then headed back to my room and into the bathroom so I can clean my hands. I glanced up in the mirror, eyeing the dark circles under my eyes.

Instead of shuddering from the fact that I just fondled my sister and wacked off to her, I ended up shuddering at my physical appearance. I finished cleaning my hands and turned the light off in my bathroom. I crawled into bed, under the thick black sheets and buried my face in my pillow, suddenly overwhelmed with the idea of sleep. My eyes were just beginning to close, but snapped open when I heard a door open and close.

"Eli… Elijah… are you awake?"

I sighed and stretched, making Clare think that she had just woke me up.

"What is it Clare?" I asked while yawning.

"I had a bad dream… can I sleep in your bed?" She asked shyly.

"Whatever…" I mumbled. I could practically feel her smiling as she climbed into my bed. Clare always did this to be honest. Every time she had a bad dream, she would wake me up in the middle of the night and ask to sleep in my bed. It started happening after the death of our parents three years ago. There are times where I would have a nightmare from it, but I normally just sleep it off. Clare curled up next to me and I shifted in the bed.

I heard her sniffle and instantly realized she was crying. "Clare, what's wrong?" I asked.

"The dream I had… it was the same thing that we saw… when we found mom and dad on the floor that one day…" Clare whimpered.

I frowned and lifted my arm to her. Clare cuddled closer to me, her head falling on my chest. She silently cried and clenched my shirt. If it's one thing I hated seeing, it was Clare crying. I rubbed her back, soothing her.

"I thought that we would only see something that horrible in movies.."She whimpered. "Eli I miss them."

"I miss them too, Clare." I responded while I continued to rub her back.

She snuggled closer to me and I heard her gulp. Clare was shaking as she sobbed quietly. I didn't want to say anything, because if I did it would probably just be awkward. After a few minutes of crying and sobbing, Clare had finally fallen asleep. I moved her off me softly and she drifted across the bed, laying her head on a pillow. I turned to my side, my back facing her back, and closed my eyes, trying to get some sleep.

"Eli! Eli get up! CeCe made breakfast!" Clare shouted as she bolted into my room and pounced me on the bed. I groaned and pulled the covers up over my head. Clare started jumping on my bed and continued to shout, "Get up! Get up! Get up!"

Dammit Clare…

"Alright! Okay, I'm up!" I screamed while kicking the sheets off my body.

Clare squeaked in excitement and she grabbed my arm and bolted down the stairs of the house. Since I was still half asleep, it was hard for me to walk down the stairs, we nearly stumbled. Clare and I were soon sitting behind the table eating a plate of eggs, bacon, sausage and toast. CeCe poured us a glass of juice and smiled at both of us. I picked at my food and licked my bottom lip. Clare elbowed my side and I glanced at her.

She eyed the plate and then looked back up at me. I smiled sheepishly at her and picked up my fork.

"Don't worry Eli, it's not poisoned." CeCe joked.

"Oh, okay…" I muttered.

I forked some eggs into my mouth and chewed slowly. Clare was practically vacuuming her food down her throat and of course she finished before me. I took a sip of my orange juice and flinched when the front door slammed open. Clare and I shot our heads back in unison and I sighed, watching Bullfrog walk in, holding a tool kit, and he was covered in grease. He sat down at the table and I grimaced, taking in his musky scent. Clare cleared her throat and took a sip of her juice and then folded her hands in her lap.

"Once I'm done eating and taking a shower, we're going to go shopping for some school clothes and supplies. You guys are starting school on Monday." Bullfrog announced. I glanced up from my plate and Clare smiled wide.

"What school are we going to?" She asked excitedly.

"Degrassi Community School."

Are they serious? God, I heard about that school. That school is practically known for its fuck ups. Gonorrhea outbreaks, shootings, which resulted in someone dying there; I shuddered and muttered some incoherent words under my breath.

Clare, however, was more excited than I was. She was practically bouncing in her chair. I glanced over at her, and then averted my gaze down to her chest. Clare was still bouncing in her chair making her breasts bounce lightly. I sighed and looked away. For a brief moment, I closed my eyes and images of last night invaded my thoughts.

A small smirk appeared on my lips and I slowly opened my eyes.

"Eli! Hurry up so you can get dressed!" Clare shouted as she shook my shoulders.

I snapped out of my thoughts and sighed. I pushed my half eaten plate away and followed Clare up the stairs. She walked into her room and I headed into mine. I grabbed a pair of jeans and an old t-shirt and got dressed. I walked to the bathroom and noticed that there was a toothbrush on the counter, a tube of toothpaste and a brush. I smirked. Maybe these people aren't so bad after all. After I was done getting ready, Clare barged into my room and sat on my bed, kicking her feet back and forth.

I eyed her. Clare wore a tight red revealing tank top and a pair of black shorts that showed off her sexy legs and black flip flops. I tore my eyes from her and walked to my computer desk. Clare followed and she leaned over my shoulder, watching me sign into my FaceRange account. I turned my head to her and she smiled at me. I cleared my throat and asked her what she wanted.

"Nothing Elijah, I was just being curious." Clare retorted. "You changed your default!" She whined.

"Clare calm down, we need a new picture together." I assured her. Clare nodded.

"Well, these laptops have webcams, so we should take a picture really quick." Clare stated. I sighed and rolled my eyes. After setting up the webcam, we had literally gone through twenty pictures before Clare chose one that was her favorite. I set it as my default and Clare smiled triumphantly.

"Eli! Clare, time to go!" CeCe called from downstairs.

The ride to the mall was really awkward and quiet. It's like CeCe and Bullfrog expected Clare and me to be talkative. Well, Clare was, but I wasn't. She was more excited than I was. I'm not really the shopping type. Unfortunately, the only thing that was on my mind was the things I had done to my sister last night. Just thinking about it made me shudder. I know it was sick. I know it was wrong, but… what Clare didn't know won't hurt her… right?

"So, do you guys shop in the same clothing department? Or, do you go your separate ways when you get new clothes?" CeCe turned around in her seat to glance at Clare and me.

"We normally shop in the same department, yes." Clare answered.

I glanced over at Clare and she smiled at me. I smile sheepishly in return. We soon came to a complete stop and I realized we had just arrived at the mall. Clare climbed out of the car as well as me and she hooked her arm with mine. We walked into the mall, with CeCe and Bullfrog walking behind us. Clare had already dragged me into the nearest store.

We went our separate ways.

While she looked through the clothing wracks for girly t-shirts and shorts, while I rummaged around trying to find some skinny jeans. After minutes of searching desperately, Clare walked up to me and held up a bright pink t-shirt with a bunch of wording on it, while the other was plain and white, a V-neck.

"Which one do you like more?" She asked.

I shrugged my shoulders and muttered something under my breath.

"Elijaaaah!" Clare whined.

"The white one." I sighed. Clare nodded and she went back to put the pink shirt back. This is something we normally did. If I didn't like a shirt, she wouldn't wear it, same with her. If she didn't like it, I wouldn't wear it. After I found two shirts and two pairs of jeans, I walked over to Clare and she eyed the clothes I chose. She sucked her cheeks in and bit the inside of them. Clare stood for a while, examining what I had picked out and she finally said, "I like the one on the left better." I nodded and put the clothes in my right hand on the wrack next to me.

As Clare and I walked to the dressing rooms to try he clothes on, CeCe and Bullfrog had walked into the store.

"Oh, there you are, we thought we lost you." CeCe laughed nervously. She smiled at Clare and me, but I could still see the look of relief in her eyes.

I tried not to laugh.

It's like she thought we ran off or something. Yeah, that's exactly what I would do. After reassuring CeCe that we were fine, I told Clare to go ahead and try her clothes on, since I normally didn't. Moments later, Clare came out wearing the white V-neck with a short pink skirt. Clare had always liked wearing revealing stuff. She always told me that if she wore more revealing stuff, then guys would like her more.

I always told her that she was in denial, but she was right.

The first time Clare wore something so reveal, I nearly had a heart attack. This was when she turned twelve. She came home from school one day with an old friend, wearing a strapless shirt that barely covered her breasts. I think that was when I first had started to have an attraction towards her.

Clare had just started developing into a "young woman" and I had to try my hardest almost every day not to ogle her body. Her breasts had begun to swell and grow bigger with the tiny waist she had and the cute ass she had. When she turned thirteen, she lost her virginity and came to my room late at night to complain about it, asking if her pussy was supposed to hurt so much. I called her a dumbass and told her that she was stupid for losing her virginity at such a young age, but then she snapped back with the fact that I lost it to my ex-girlfriend at fourteen. She started wearing more revealing clothes, and I started to love her more than I should.

The night before our lives changed, Clare had stayed the night in my room because she broke up with her boyfriend at the time and was complaining and crying about it. I stayed up all night comforting her and telling her that he was stupid for cheating on her, and that she could do much better than him. When she fell asleep, I ended up watching her as if she were my girlfriend.

"Elijah!"

Clare's loud shriek snapped me from my thoughts and I eyed her darkly.

"What?" I asked.

"CeCe said we can get two more pairs of clothes. Come and help me find something, and then I'll help you find something." Clare said. She yanked on my arm, and dragged me around the entire store. Out of all the shirts she could've gotten, she chose the most revealing tops. Both of them were halter tops and were thin strapped. Instead of skirts, she chose skin tight jeans, which would definitely show off her ass. I had to control myself from the random thoughts burning in my mind.

"Eli, here let's get you something." Clare said as she took my arm and dragged me to the side where the guy's clothes were. Clare ended up choosing the stuff for me, since my mind was somewhere else to be honest.

"How about this shirt, Eli?" Clare asked.

I glanced up, eyeing the black shirt with big bright blue nautical stars going down the side. I shrugged my shoulders and nodded. Clare smiled and she continued looking for something else for me. Clare grabbed another black shirt, but it was plain, a V-neck and long sleeved. I nodded and took the shirts from her. I ended up picking out my pants; which were both black skinny jeans, one of them being white acid washed. CeCe grabbed our clothes from us and she went to the front to pay while Bullfrog pulled us both aside to go shop for school supplies.

"You'll need five binders for each class, some pens, pencils, and paper, that's about it. So, go and get you your things." He said.

Clare and I nodded and we walked into the supply store. It didn't take us long to get our supplies. I grabbed five black binders, of course, while Clare chose multicolored ones, one for each class. We grabbed the paper, pens and pencils and walked to the front; Bullfrog was waiting for us patiently, we placed our things on the counter and stood to the side.

"I like them." Clare said.

"Yeah, they're pretty cool." I responded.

"I'm glad you like them." Clare hugged me and I hugged her in return.

She pulled away. "I'm going to try on the clothes when we get home."

"Have fun with that." I said.

"Oh I will." Clare winked and walked away to help Bullfrog with the bags. I stood there dumbfounded and sighed.

Clare you have no idea what you do to me…

End of Chapter 2

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