Jeff sat around the living room for another hour before he climbed the stairs to his room. As He walked down the hall he stopped and looked in Skylar's room. She was laying on the bed, and looked peaceful. As he started to close the door he heard her murmur something.
"Chris…no…uhn…stop it. I said no," mumbled Skylar.
Jeff leaned up against the doorframe and listened.
"Stop it! No!" mumbled Skylar again.
Jeff waited a few more minutes and she started up again.
"How….why…I thought you loved me…raped me….why…" mumbled Skylar.
Jeff's face froze as he stared at her. She rolled away form the door and fell back into a peaceful sleep. Jeff finally closed the door and walked into his room. Jeff fell on the bed in the clothes that he was in. It was past one in the morning when he finally fell asleep.
Skylar woke up around noon. She looked around the room and located her suitcase. She pulled out a pair of booty shorts and a jog bra. She pulled on her tennis shoes and walked down to Jeff's in home gym.
She climbed on the treadmill and started running. She put in her ear buds and started blasting her music. She shook her head to try and knock the dreams from the night before out. After running for twenty minutes she hopped off the treadmill and started lifting the free weights.
Two o'clock came around and she walked back up to her room. She looked over at Jeff's door, it was still closed. She walked over to the door and listened. She could hear his breathing, he was still asleep. She slowly opened the door and walked in. She left the door standing open as she walked over to the bed.
She slipped off her shoes and tossed them out of the way. She got a running start and jumped on the bed, placing one foot on both sides of Jeff and jumped.
Jeff jerked around a few times before he grabbed her legs and pulled her down on top of him. Skylar was giggling the whole time. Jeff slowly opened his eyes and looked at her.
"It is too early, go back to bed," said Jeff.
"Hate to bust your bubble, but it is after two," said Skylar.
"What?" asked Jeff.
"It-is-after-two," she said slowly.
"I heard you. What I'm 'what'-ing is how I slept so long," said Jeff.
"What time did you go to bed?" asked Skylar.
"Some time after one I think," said Jeff. "Either way, I'm still tired. Let me sleep if you aren't."
"Jeff, come on. You have to get up," said Skylar.
Jeff was about to answer when Skylar's cell started ringing.
"What does he want now," said Skylar getting up.
Skylar walked across the hall into her room and turned her phone off. As she walked back out Jeff was leaning against his door.
"What?" asked Skylar.
"We need to talk, about him," said Jeff pointing to the phone. "And what he did to you."
"What? I don't know what you're talking about," said Skylar walking down the hall.
Jeff sighed and followed her down the stairs to the kitchen. Skylar was digging in the fridge when Jeff walked in. Jeff leaned up against the counter and waited for her to turn around. Skylar finally turned around and set the eggs on the counter next to Jeff. She ignored the look on his face and kept rummaging through his kitchen. After about another ten minutes she finally stopped and looked at him.
"There is nothing to talk about," said Skylar.
"That's a lie," said Jeff.
"What are you talking about," said Skylar.
"Sky, not much has changed about you over the years. You picked this up after mom died. You bake when you are upset. Usually cookies, the occasional pie. But when something is really bothering you, you bake a cake," said Jeff. "Now tell me."
"No. There is nothing to tell," said Skylar.
"Bullshit, there isn't." said Jeff.
"Look, even if there was; and there isn't; I don't want to talk about it. Okay?" said Skylar mixing the ingredients together.
"I would understand that if it was something simple, like he cheated on you. But when I look into the guest room and I hear you mumbled; damn it Skylar look at me!" said Jeff.
Skylar stopped what she was doing and looked up at Jeff.
"When I look in your room and hear you mumble 'Chris…no…uhn…stop it. I said no and Stop it! No,. and then How….why…I thought you loved me…raped me….why…' I'm going to be a little concerned," said Jeff.
Skylar looked away from Jeff. She didn't say anything. The mixing spoon she had in her hand dropped to the floor. Jeff caught Skylar just before she dropped, too. Jeff pulled Skylar up into his arms and carried her up the stairs. Jeff laid her down on his bed and walked into her room. He picked up her phone and turned it on. After a few minutes the phone flashed new voicemail. Jeff walked back into his room and handed the phone to Skylar.
"I don't want to listen to it. it's the same shit over and over again," said Skylar.
"Sky, I just need the password," said Jeff.
"1974," said Skylar.
"You got it bad for Matt," smiled Jeff typing in the numbers.
Jeff brought the phone to his ear and listened.
Look, Sky. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have made assumptions about what you were doing there. Please call me back. I love you, and I know you love me too. Things can go back to the way they were. Just you and me. Promise.
Jeff brought the phone away from his ear and turned it off again. He looked over at Skylar who was still crying. Jeff tossed the phone on the bed and sat down beside her.
"I love you, I do, but you have to tell me what happened. He said things can go back to the way they were," said Jeff.
Skylar shook her head and started to cry more.
"Things going back to the way they were are worse than sleeping with both your brothers. Old times sake with Chris is us getting into a fight and him raping me," said Skylar.
"Why did you ever tell anyone. The police, hell, me or Matt?" asked Jeff.
"I might be big bad little sister who can hold her own with you two, but Chris is different. You and Matt would never intentionally hit me, and if you did hit me you felt horrible about it. Chris doesn't care. He put me in hospital once for three days. Cracked three ribs, blacked my eye, and broke my collar bone," said Skylar. "He's not like you two."
"I could tell that much from the phone conversation the two of you had when you got up this morning. Skylar, you have to tell the police," said Jeff.
"I can't," said Skylar.
"Why not?" asked Jeff.
"Cause, telling Cameron PD isn't going to do a bit of good when Chris lives in London," said Skylar.
"London?" asked Jeff.
"Yeah, London. I moved there about three months ago cause we ere going to get married and live in his house there and use my apartment as a vacation place," said Skylar.
:London?" asked Jeff. "Why not tell the police there?"
"Phone them in the middle of the night and say, 'Hey, my ex-boyfriend raped me and to get away from him I left the country and went back to my family. No, I don't have any proof just the ramblings in my sleep'. Really Jeff?" said Skylar.
"Look, it was an idea. I didn't say it was the best one I've ever had," said Jeff.
"Yeah, that's the truth," chuckled Skylar.
"What's that supposed to mean?" asked Jeff looking at his sister.
"Well, you were the one who told me it was okay to jump off the roof of the shed, broke my arm. You were the one who said it was okay to do a back flip off the roof of the car, broke my wrist. You were the one who-" said Skylar.
"I get it, I got you hurt," said Jeff.
Skylar just looked at Jeff.
"A lot," said Jeff. "But you actually listened to me. So it is a two way street."
"You got a point, but I wasn't the one who got yelled at by dad, then Matt, for not looking after baby sister better," said Skylar.
"I looked after you just fine, you're the one who wanted to act like me," smiled Jeff. "And who could blame you."
"You are so full of it," said Skylar. "And here I though Matt was the one with the ego problem."
"Hey now," said Matt from the doorway.
"I mean it in the most loving form, I swear," smiled Skylar.
"I'm sure you do," smiled Matt. "You two want some alone time or do you want to go get something to eat?"
"Food! I'm starving!" said Skylar getting up.
"What? I'm hurt," said Jeff.
"I love you, swear, but food is vital to my survival," smiled Skylar running into her room.
"So, I'm going to ask a question, and you are going to answer it, okay?" said Matt.
"As best I can," said Jeff.
"Why was she baking?" asked Matt.
"She is upset," said Jeff.
"About?" asked Matt.
"Her ex," said Jeff.
"Why?" asked Matt.
"That would be the question you as her when she depletes the food supply in your home to bake a cake," said Jeff. "And it isn't my answer to give."
"Fair enough," said Matt as Skylar walked out of her room. "You ready?"
"Yeah. Jeff?" asked Skylar.
"Yeah," said Jeff.
Matt walked down the stairs and out to his car. Jeff followed Skylar down the stairs. Halfway down she turned to face Jeff.
"You didn't tell him, did you?" asked Skylar.
"He asked, yes, but I told him that it wasn't my answer to give. He will ask you, maybe not anytime soon but he will," said Jeff.
"I know, but I don't think I can ever tell Matt," said Skylar.
"You have to. The good, the bad, and the ugly," said Jeff. "Especially the ugly."
"Only if you're there," said Skylar.
"Why?" asked Jeff.
"Cause, I know how Matt will get. I love him to death, but he let's is emotions rule him and it scares me sometimes and I don't want to leave again," said Skylar.
"That's what it was. It wasn't that you two had gotten into a tiff, it was the fact you told him something that had upset him and he lost his temper. You weren't running cause you were mad, you were running cause you were scared," said Jeff. "Why did you ever come to me?"
"That is a question best left for another day," said Skylar as her stomach growled.
"Fine, my place later tonight," said Jeff.
"Are you trying to seduce me?" asked Skylar slowly walking down the stairs.
"I don't think I have to try," smiled Jeff as he followed her out of the house.