Heat of the Moment
Chapter Two
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The jubilant girl handed her a basket, "Okay! Well if you need measured or anything, just let me know!" Emil perked up, "Measured? Yeah. I need that." The girl smiled at her, "Oh, well come with me then!" She pulled Emil away, leaving Lukas alone with the underwear displays, looking extremely uncomfortable.
"So, what's your name?" She asked, pulling out a little pink card to write Emil's information on it. "Em." She said simply, she didn't want to say "Emil." That was a little too guy-ish for her. The girl wrote down 'Em' and asked more questions, "So what size do you wear right now?" Emil shrugged, "Well, I...um..." She didn't know what to say. Was she just supposed to come out and say she didn't own a bra? That would be eyebrow raising since she was twenty years old. The girl gave her a knowing look and laughed, making Emil blush. She went to a cabinet and pulled out a small tape measure and a t-shirt, "Here, go in the changing room and put these on and I'll measure you."
Emil nodded and did just that, and in a few minutes she was measured and back in her hoodie, holding a little card with her bra size on it. She went back out to Lukas and showed him. He just nodded and said, "Alright, go find some then."
Emil studied the card, which read 34C and rummaged through the selection of bras varying from naughty push up to modest sweetheart bras. Lukas traveled over to where she was picking out a lacy red push up bra with black hearts. "Absolutely not. I don't want any man to stare at you." Emil hardened her eyes, pouted furiously, and slammed the bra down on the shelf. "Wear one of those instead," Lukas pointed at the more modest nude colored bras with a light amount of push up.
Emil rolled her eyes, "Whatever." She grabbed one of the ones Lukas was pointing to and said, "Alright let's go." Lukas stopped her, "Wait, shouldn't you try it on first?" Emil frowned, "No, why?" Lukas shrugged, "Well, I think you make sure it fits." Emil rolled her eyes, "Okay fine." She went to a lady to ask her for a room. Emil took off the hoodie and struggled to put the strange contraption on. She finally succeeded and he was about to take it off when she heard Lukas call out, "I want to see it first."
Emil shook her head, "Absolutely not!" Her brother was weird. "I'm not paying for them unless I know they fit." Emil rolled her eyes and grabbed the try-on shirt to slip on so that she didn't have to put on the hoodie. She looked at it; it was super thin and transparent. "So embarrassing," she mumbled under her breath.
She stepped out and looked at her brother. Lukas looked at her and had a light blush form across his cheeks as he examined her and what she had on. "Looks nice. Not with that shirt though." Emil rolled her eyes, "Whatever Lukas." She quickly changed back into the hoodie, "Can we leave this store now?" Lukas shook his head, "You got the top part, what about the bottoms?"
Emil frowned, "Fine. We'll get those too." She was irritated and embarrassed. Normal clothes she was fine with trying on in front of her brother. Underwear? Not so much. She grabbed some random ones, not paying attention to any of the styles or colors. Who cares if they didn't match? She sure didn't. She went back into the room to try them on. And again, Lukas asked to see them. She blatantly refused that, stating that she wasn't coming out wearing just underwear.
"I need to see them," he tried to reason, clutching the doorknob and heard a "why?" Rolling his eyes, he sighed out in aggravation. "I need to see if it's appropriate." Emil grumbled, not wanting to show Lukas that she was wear cheeky floral panties that were covered with only white lace on the backside. Quickly slipping into her previous boxers, she unlocked the door and squeezed her eyes shut as he examined her. "Very funny," he tapped his foot impatiently, "Show them to me." Blushing as red as a fresh tomato, she trembled slightly and pulled the boxers down to reveal the panties. After a few seconds, Emil yanked them back up, but her brother shook his head, "No, I need to see the back as well. Turn around."
She stared at him. He wasn't serious right? This was humiliating and just the day before he flipped out when Emil had kissed him. Now he was telling her to show him her underwear. "Whether or not my underwear is appropriate or not is none of your business! No one's gonna see it but me!" She pouted at him, which Lukas found quite cute. He twirled his finger, signaling for her to turn around. She groaned and did so quickly, showing him for a half of a second before pulling the boxers up over them and locking herself in the room again.
Smirking to himself, he set off to choose a selection of his choice. He wasn't the most knowledgeable in the fashion for women's department, but he knew what was modest and what was going to tease the men. He returned to the dressing room with an overflowing handful of panties of all styles and a handful of bras that he deemed appropriate. There were one or two of both that he would allow only in private. Unexpected knocks on the door startled Emil and she watched the door open to register all of the garments in her brother's arms. Sighing out from a mixture of exhaustion and annoyance, she took them from his arms and slammed the door with a roll of the eyes. "You're going to show me every single one of them."
Typically, she would have melted at the thought of Lukas wanting to see her underwear and be alluring all the like. But really? Right now? In the middle of a store? He had issues. She grumbled as she tried on the first pair she had been handed. They were simple, it was a matching set, pink with light pink polka dots and lined with lace. She looked at herself in the mirror, had she been male, she would have found herself definitely irresistible. She modeled the garments for herself, admiring how she looked in them, before more knocks sounded from the door. "Are you ready yet?" She made a face at the door and threw on the provided shirt before opening it. The way he was staring at her made her feel uncomfortable, and out of some instinct she felt the need to pull the shirt down to cover more of her.
"Ooh, well look who's the shy one now?" Lukas teased suddenly, advancing forward to poke her forehead. "Stop poking me!" She huffed out, "Why are you acting so weird?" His response was a shrug and a smirk, loving the idea of pestering his little sister. It was quite amusing. "Get out!" He stuck his tongue out at her sticking her tongue out and backed off for the time being. The next set was something more revealing and stunned her because she recalled Lukas believing in modesty. A silky deep purple thong and matching push up bra was not what she was expecting. Hesitantly stripping down again, she clipped on the bra and pulled up the thong with a grimace. It felt so weird. So exposing. She noticed how the push up created an eyeful of cleavage. "Hey, I'm waiting. Let me see."
Shortly creaking the door open, Emil placed her hand over the cleavage and concealed the panties with the other hand. "Hmmm, I like this one," he managed to twist her around with apparent reluctance from her and studied her backside. Emil ripped away from his hold, blushing relentlessly, "I don't understand..." Before he could reply to that, she shoved him out of the dressing room and clad herself in the next set of matching panties and bras. She felt overwhelmingly humiliated while he felt somewhat aroused. Lukas froze in his spot, thinking to himself, 'What the hell is happening? I have a boyfriend and I'm gay! Why is Emil so damn attractive all of a sudden?' Shaking his head of his muddled mind, he coughed uneasily before knocking on the door, "Don't try to skip over any. Let me see this one."
This was wrong and she knew it. She shouldn't be showing herself in underwear to her brother, no matter how big her crush was on him. She was starting to get a headache from her embarrassment. She opened the door quickly so he could see, just wanting to get it over with. The set she was currently wearing were dark blue and covered in ruffles. He nodded, "Those are my favorite so far."
"Oh my gosh, Lukas. Please, I'm so embarrassed right now. Can't we just go?" He shook his head, denying her pleads and signaled for her to resume modeling the underwear for him. "Ugh!" Emil huffed out with a pout in her rose pink lips. She closed the door behind her, giving Lukas a pleasant view of her butt. He cupped his forehead, starting to feel the blood rush down south. Now he was just torturing himself. Luckily, unlike the other men, he possessed self-control.
Emil tried on the next pair. Blushing at the fact that they were a size too small for her. She opened the door to show him, there was no use fighting it anymore, he wasn't going to stop. He looked and nodded, "That accentuates you well." She looked at him in disbelief, "It's too small!" He nodded, "Exactly." She rolled her eyes and went back inside. There was one set left. "Finally..." She mumbled. It was about time she finished trying on these ridiculous undergarments. This last pair was the worst though. Practically translucent with nothing but lace and bows. She made a disgusted face and changed into them. It was pretty on, but still made her super uncomfortable. She opened the door to show him and he smiled, "Beautiful." She blushed furiously and tried to cover herself up. "That was the last one. I'm ready to leave." He nodded, "Okay. Get them all." She blushed a deeper red, her brother must have an underwear fetish or something.
The woman at the check out gave them a cheeky smile, "Find everything okay?" Emil nodded timidly as Lukas pushed her aside to pay for the undergarments. "This is a cute selection you picked out. You can get a free pair of sexy style pajamas if you buy one more push up bra." Before Emil could reject the offer, Lukas grinned over at Emil and pressed her in the direction of the area that she was pointing at. "Go and pick something out." Luckily there wasn't a line of customers, but that quickly changed and Lukas apologized as he hurried over to help choose out a random outfit. "We don't have all day." Emil grunted softly, annoyed at him for being pushy.
Emil picked the first one she saw and handed it to him, "Here. This one's fine." Lukas wanted her to try it on for him, so that he could make sure it was appropriate. That was his excuse anyways. In reality, he just wanted to see it on her. But, there were still people waiting in line and they had to hurry, so they brought it up and set it on the counter. The girl working the counter quickly rang up their items and packaged them neatly. Lukas paid for them and much to Emil's relief, they had finally left that awful store. She checked the time. Two hours had passed. Two hours she spent in that store trying on undergarments to show her brother. They should have been done by now, but no, she had yet to buy actual clothes.
Lukas picked the next store, one with cute frilly dresses and shirts in the windows. Emil didn't want to go in there, she would be fine with some pants and t-shirts. She wasn't supposed to be a girl for long, spells wear off eventually. Right?
"Welcome to Pink Posh!" The cheerful worker greeted them at the door with a face splitting grin.
The siblings nodded at the woman and journeyed over to a selection of clothes that caught Lukas' attention. Emil's jaw dropped in disbelief. There was no way she would try on that outfit in front of her brother. He would have to force her into that outfit. She refused to willingly try it on.
"Really?" She exhaled out in disbelief, watching as her brother plucked a pair of light blue jean shorts that were unreasonably short. "What happened to your speech about modesty?" Her eyes followed his hand rifling through shirts that were frilly and adorable. "I don't know what size you wear, so try them all on. Oh, take off the boxers and put in your new panties." Emil swore she witnessed him wink.
Emil rolled her eyes, "Well we can exclude the larger ones that we know won't fit, and the extra small ones..." She wanted to spend as little time as possible trying on clothes. She was really starting to dislike shopping. Next time she would just go alone, but she was hoping that there wouldn't be a next time for her. She picked the clothes from the racks and took them with her to try on. Lukas followed her, wanting to see what they all looked like when she wore them.
Emil sighed out, hanging up the clothes in the room. She dug her hand into one of the bags of undergarments that they had bought previously in the last store and changed into a random pair. She felt better now, not wearing proper undergarments for a girl was really uncomfortable and people had stared at her. Of course, she thought this was because of the way she was dressed. In reality, it was because of how pretty she was. She pulled on the first size of the shorts, they were way too tight. She peeled them off quickly, she was only showing Lukas the ones that actually fit her. She pulled on the next size up, they fit better but were still tight. The next size though was perfect. She left those on and went to the shirts. She took the smallest shirt she had gotten and pulled it on. It fit, but hugged her chest a bit awkwardly. The next size was perfect though. She stepped out to where Lukas was waiting and showed him the clothes, this being a bit less awkward than trying on the underwear.
"Wow," he breathed out, scanning her outfit that consisted of a pair of short light blue shorts paired with a fitted, cotton candy pink, button up low-cut shirt. "Thanks," she mumbled under her breath, twisting away to escape back into the dressing room. Lukas busied himself, searching through the dresses and other articles of clothing. At first, he despised shopping, but when it concerned dressing up his attractive little sister; he enjoyed it. Multiple outfits later and modeling them, Lukas paid for everything and they decided to go back home.
On the drive back to their place, Emil avoided eye contact with Lukas, who stole glances at her when he pulled up to each stoplight.
When they got home, Vlad was sitting on the couch in the living room reading. He looked up from his book when they entered and asked, "Oh, you're back! How was it?" Emil glared at him and flipped him off before disappearing back into her bedroom.
"What's wrong with him, er, I mean her?" Vlad frowned at how disrespectful Emil was behaving. "Just don't bother her right now." Lukas plopped down next to his boyfriend on the couch and relaxed in the arms that automatically circled around him. Vlad was glad that his boyfriend started to return the affection when they brought their faces together to kiss. Vlad deepened the kiss, tilting Lukas' head to the side and forced his tongue past his lips without permission. Once they parted the kiss, Lukas sighed at the realization that he was still attracted to men. However, that belief was immediately crushed when Emil entered the room with one of her new outfits on. Vlad turned his attention nonchalantly to the side, knowing fully well it was the little pest. The moment Emil stood before them, Lukas almost melted at the sight of his sister and Vlad shot up from the couch. "Damn, you look good." Lukas glared at his boyfriend, bolted up from the couch, and pushed him away from Emil.
Emil was blushing at the attention. "...Thanks." She mumbled out. The stares from the two adults in front of her was making her uncomfortable again. She glanced down at her bare feet. That was one thing they had forgotten to get. Shoes. She shrugged and wasn't going to mention it. There was no way she was going shopping with her brother again.
"Oh," Lukas snapped his fingers at the realization that they forgot to buy a pair of shoes. After all, her feet were smaller now that Emil transformed into a female. "We forgot to buy you a pair of shoes..." Emil twirled her fingers in her lengthy, silvery, slightly waved with a cute curl effect at the ends between her two fingers, shifting from one bare foot to the other. "It's fine, really." Lukas shook his head and stood unexpectedly close to her body, "No. We're leaving to get them. Just wear your old sandals and bring a pair of socks with." Vlad determined to tag along this time and reached out to grab Emil's hand on the way out of the house. Lukas grabbed Vlad's hand, not aware that he was desperately trying to capture the hand that belonged to Emil.
Lukas and the other two adults returned to the outdoors mall, located a shoe store, and waltzed inside. Everyone directed their full attention to Emil as she stepped up to the register for assistance. She had a worker measure her foot size and assisted her with selecting a cute pair of shoes. There was a moment when Emil bent over, not realizing how short the shorts were and Vlad squinted at the view with a perverted smile. Lukas noticed his boyfriend staring after he finished looking himself and slapped him with a scowl. "I'm sorry," he whispered, walking away with Lukas to the side of him, "I'm only interested in you, but something about her is making me feel weird." Lukas couldn't believe what he was hearing from his boyfriend.
Lukas opened his mouth to say something along the lines of, "Just leave her alone. She's my sister," before they heard her call out for the two of them. They whipped their heads around to see her getting backed up against the wall by a male employee who was getting a little too close for Lukas' comfort.
The two of them quickly walked back to her. "What's going on here?" Lukas asked, obviously agitated. The guy smirked, he looked like a real sleaze. "This little cutie looked lost. Thought I'd help her out."
"It doesn't look like you are helping her out. Get away from her now." Lukas glared at the employee who cautiously walked away to leave them alone. He could easily get fired for that. As much as Lukas wanted to report it to a manager, he didn't feel like making a scene. "Emil, come here." His younger sibling pouted at his demanding voice and found herself attached to his hip with his arm wrapped around her slender waist. "I don't want you out of my sight." Emil scoffed, pulling away from her overprotective brother, "You're not the boss of me!" Vlad appeared next to the moody woman and hushed her since she was attracting too much attention. "Just go and pick out your shoes." The Norwegian was honestly aggravated.
Emil carelessly bent over in front of them. "Stop bending over like that in public, Emil!" Lukas exclaimed after slapping Vlad once more for checking his sister out. He glared at the surrounding men who were ogling her body. She ignored him, searching for the shoes in her size. Without another word, Lukas approached her from behind and grabbed a handful of her pert ass to show her what can happen if she continues this habit.
Emil squawked loudly and turned around. "Excuse me!" She shrieked out with a reddening blush. Everyone was staring at them now and she could feel her face flush even redder. "What was that for?" Lukas looked at her and shrugged, "That's what happens if you keep exposing yourself like that."
She looked down at her clothes, "This is what you made me get! I would have been happy with jeans but nooo, this was cute and I should wear it."
More people were approaching them and she was getting more uncomfortable.
"Ugh! Just leave me alone!" She cried out, shoving the box of shoes that she liked in his hands and dashed off in the direction of the restroom area. This would be very weird but nature was calling. Tears glossed her eyes as she squatted in a foreign yet familiar position. The thong she was wearing was uncomfortable, but that's mostly what Lukas bought for her aside from the two or three cheeky panties with lace. After she finished her business and washed her hands, she hesitantly exited the bathroom in hopes that Lukas already paid for the shoes.
They were standing by, waiting for her. People had at least stopped questioning them. She walked out and saw them and considered going back into the bathroom. They were staring at her hungrily and she was ready to just lock herself away in her room. "Let's go." Lukas looked at the pair of shoes she bought, they were simple sandals that were quite pretty. "Shouldn't you find something comfortable too?" She rolled her eyes and grabbed the first pair of slip on canvas shoes in her size. "Here. Comfort. Let's leave before I leave without you two." Vlad was giving her a funny look, biting his lip and trying not to say anything that would be inappropriate. She gave him a funny look back, "Stop staring at me!" She cried at him. He straightened up and turned away.
Lukas paid for the shoes and grabbed his boyfriend's hand in a painfully right rolling her eyes, she blushed at all of the men who would halt in their footsteps or subtly stare. Even married men and boyfriends directed their full attention onto her face and body. 'Why do they keep staring? I already have low self-esteem,' she thought bitterly to herself and sat in the back of Lukas' car.
They drove back home in silence, and Emil kept sinking into herself. The silence was broken by Vlad who said, "Hey Emil. What do you want us to call you? Emil is kind of a guy's name." She blushed, "I like my name just fine. There's nothing wrong with a girl that has a guy's name." Lukas glanced at her through the rear view mirror. "He's right." Lukas stated, "And people might realize who you are if you continue to go by Emil."
Pouting in defeat, she contemplated on a girly version of his birth name. "Emilla? I'll just add 'la' at the end." Lukas smiled, turning into their road, "That's a sweet name." She blushed at her brother's compliment and buried her flushed face in her hands, "Thanks." Vlad chuckled out, "That's a pretty name, Emilla." The name tasted sweet in his mouth and he enjoyed it. Something weird was happening to him. He knew for a fact that he was homosexual, but he felt an overwhelming attraction towards the young woman behind him in the car.
The first thing that Emil did when they walked inside was rush into her room with her two new pairs of shoes.
Once she was out of their sight, both adult men collapsed on the couch. "Something's wrong." Lukas said. "Very wrong." Vlad added, "I don't even like chicks, and no offense but I'd totally get with Emil...la." Lukas turned and glared at him, "Yeah, well you're not going to. No one is getting with her while I'm still standing. Guys are all pigs. You saw the way they looked at her. It was like she was a steak in front of hungry wolves." Vlad chuckled, "That's quite the metaphor there." Lukas nodded, "I have to keep her safe."
Emilla collapsed on her bed and cried. Her emotions were driving her crazy and she couldn't control the embarrassment she felt.
She felt very uncomfortable in these female clothes, even though they fit perfectly on her body figure. "I feel so fucking ugly!" She screamed into the long mirror on her closet door in only her panties. She sniffles, groping her chest and examining the rest of her body. Negative thoughts entered her head and she dropped to her knees with thunderous sobs. She was so upset that she failed to hear the bedroom door open.
It was just Lukas that had entered. Vlad had gone off to take a shower, and when Lukas heard the sobs, he couldn't help but check on her.
He crouched down beside her and placed his hand on her bare shoulder. She flinched and stared at him with upset eyes, "Leave me alone!" Lukas started rubbing down her almost-bare back, trying hard to control himself, "What's bothering you?"
She let out a sarcastic 'ha'. "What's wrong?" She mocked, "What's wrong? I don't know! You tell me! You try being a guy one second and then turning into a girl. I don't like it one bit!"
"Where are your clothes?" He choked out when he realized that she was practically naked. If it weren't for the length of her hair, he would have seen her bare breasts. "I want to be a guy again! I can't stand being a female," she couldn't control her emotions and latched onto Lukas to have a weep-a-thon against his chest. She was smaller than him and he hesitantly pulled her closer to his body. Emil felt something weird inside of her at the closeness of their bodies. Her hormones were driving her up the wall and pressed her half-naked body firmly against his rigid body.
Lukas sharply inhaled as she pressed herself closer into him. She buried her face into his chest and continued to cry softly, still upset over her whole ordeal. He hesitantly rubbed her back, trying to keep his mind clear of the fact that she wasn't wearing anything.
"Emil, I think you should put on some clothes before Vlad walks in here and sees you naked." Snorting after her last sniffle, she looked up at him hunched over in his lap, "He's gay. I'm not worried, but..." She trailed off her words before she could say, 'I could never be with you, because you're only interested in men.' Unfortunately, she had to zip her mouth shut from saying that. Lukas would be disgusted if he knew how she really felt about him. After moments of silence, Emil muttered something under her breath that Lukas could comprehend. "What was that?" Emil hid behind her hands and muffled her words. Lukas pried her hands away with a comforting smile. "I feel strange. Like I want to be touched." Shortly after broadcasting that, she hunched over, struggling to curl up in a ball of embarrassment.
Lukas' face flushed bright red and he stammered over his words, "I-uh...I umm, well...ah..." He bit his lip and took a deep breath, "I don't think I'll be able to help with that." She glanced up at him, still hiding within herself, but embarrassed tears threatened to spill over. She couldn't believe that she just said that out loud to Lukas. After a couple more awkward moments, Lukas shook his head and repeated what he said earlier, "Get dressed before someone sees you indecent." He coughed once awkwardly before bolting from the room, shutting the door behind him.
Well, the message he sent her was blatantly obvious and clear as day. He had absolutely no interest in her whatsoever. She continued to cry for a variety of reasons. "Am I really that hideous?" She whispered to herself through her tears.
"No, you're the opposite." Gasping and covering up some of her breasts with her hands, she whimpered while curling over to hide her body from Vlad's curious eyes. "Don't hide your beauty. I won't reject you like Lukas did."
He approached her and cupped her face with his hand. "You're extremely beautiful." He whispered softly. She took a deep breath in. Her emotions were fighting with her better judgement at the moment. "Where's Lukas?" She squeaked out, trying to cover herself more. He shrugged, "He left. Said he needed some fresh air. I didn't stop him." Emilla bit her lip. Of course, he wasn't there.
"What do you want?" She asked quietly. He smiled at her, "I could hear you crying. I was making sure you were alright." She shook her head "I'm fine. Leave me alone." Vlad chuckled, "You say that a lot..."
Emilla growled out in her feminine voice, "I'm serious! Leave me alone or I will hurt you! I don't like you and I wish you would just go away!" She was feeling a rush of adrenaline from anger and continued on as she stood up and shoved him backwards. She no longer cared if he managed to see her body. She was on fight mode. "You did this to me! Now my life is ruined because of you!" Vlad was now pressed up against the wall, blushing as he got a pleasant view of her chest.
He needed to shut her up and quick before Lukas found it that he weaseled his way in here. Too late. Lukas heard the commotion and pried the furious woman off of his boyfriend. "Emilla, calm yourself down and, damn it, I told you to get dressed!" He shouted out with a tremble in his voice and glanced away.
"I don't care! I want to be a guy again!" She started to sob, twisting away to grab her shorts, bra, and shirt from the floor. This time she crouched down to retrieve them. She violently put her clothes back on and stormed out of the bedroom, "I hate my life!" Lukas chased after her when he noticed her run into the kitchen and open the drawer that made a funny sound. That's where the kitchen knives were located. Vlad was hot on her trail and grabbed her from behind as Lukas snatched the knife away from her possession.
She wrenched away from the two men that were restraining her body. "Change me back!" She cried loudly, "I'm done with this stupid practical joke!" Tears flowed freely down her face as she turned to face the one that had cast the spell on her. "Can't you tell I'm miserable! Isn't that revenge enough!" Vlad was speechless and didn't know what to say other than, "I can't change you back."
Her jaw dropped as her heart skipped a beat, and she started hyperventilating. "St-Stop playing around! Damn it, change me back right this instant!" She pivoted in her heels to grab Lukas' shoulders, "Lukas! You have to do something!" She heaved out anxiously, knees weakening as she leaned against him. Vlad closed his eyes in frustration and decided to leave the room. He couldn't deal with this emotional twenty year old at the moment.
Lukas tried his best to steady her, "He's not lying. The spell is...well, it's not a typical spell. The casting was messed up and we don't know how to right the wrongs."
Emilla was furious. She was beyond furious, her previous sadness and self-loathing turned into pure rage. "Magic isn't even supposed to be real! It's supposed to just exist in story books and fairy tales and I'm the lucky person that got stuck with the only two people on the face of the earth that know how to do magic!" She let out an irritated screech and stomped her foot, much like a child would do.
"What is bothering you?" Lukas questioned his temperamental sister, "Before all of this happened. I want to know what had been bothering you. Ever since you hit puberty, you've behaved in an strange way. I don't understand you, Emilla." She broke down to her knees, despising her mood swings with her entire being. "I don't know," she cried out with a heightened voice, "even if I knew, I can't tell you..."
Lukas shook his head, "Obviously you some idea, because you just said that you couldn't tell me regardless." She kept her eyes locked on the floor between her legs, "No. It's none of your business." Lukas knelt beside her, "It is my business if it's bothering you. I'm your brother, you can tell me anything." He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, trying to be comforting. She shrugged the arm off, "Yeah? Well this you don't get to know."
Lukas stood back up, "I'll find out eventually. I always find out. It might just be easier for you to come out and tell me." She fought the tears that wanted to return, she was sick and tired of crying at every little thing that bothered her. She hated being a girl.
"I'll never tell you, because you will think I'm, I'm..." She slapped a hand over her mouth to prevent any other words from slipping out. "What?" He asked in a confused yet suspicious tone, eyeing her in a distrustful manner. Shaking her head with her hand clapped over her mouth, she started to blush, despite the tears trickling down her cheeks.
Lukas tried again, repeating himself, "What? I'll think you're what?" She turned away from him, "Nothing. It doesn't matter." She stood up from the floor, picking up her clothes along with her body. "I'm going to go take a shower. Don't bother me." She sidestepped past him and disappeared into the bathroom, making sure to lock the door behind her.
She took a long shower, as long as the hot water would let her. She spent most of it standing there, staring down at her hideous body. There was nothing about it she liked. She liked being a guy, she liked the male physique. Once the water started to chill, she finally decided to wash herself.
She got out of the shower and dried herself off, getting frustrated at her water-saturated hair. She walked back into her bedroom and locked the door behind her. She put on a different set of underwear, and then a pair of her guy sweats and a t-shirt. They were too big but she didn't care, there was no way in hell she was wearing the pajama set Lukas made her get.
Thinking of Lukas, she left her room and tiptoed down the hall to his bedroom. Honestly, she was curious about what he was up to. The door was wide open. When she looked inside the room, she saw him and Vlad snuggled up together. They were fast asleep in each other's arms.
The sight pissed her off to no extent. She was angered and jealous. She made the spur of the moment decision to leave the house. She was too livid to stay here. She slipped on the pair of comfy shoes, not caring to change out of the baggy clothes. Besides, they concealed her horrendous figure more effectively. Before she left, she grabbed her keys and the pocket knife they kept in the kitchen.
She slipped out of the house and locked the door behind her. Vlad and Lukas none the wiser. She walked down the road, aimlessly looking around at the nighttime surroundings. She had gotten pretty far from home. A few blocks at least, when someone grabbed a chunk of her silvery waved hair and pulled her back. "Well, well, well. What's a girl like you doing out here alone?"
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