“Look at the middle console between you two. See the two buttons on the bottom? The bottom-left one opens and closes the door on the left.” She pressed the button and the door closed automatically.
The first five minutes of the drive were weird. While Joan kept gushing over the car, Ava and Mia just kept quietly looking out the windows, but Mia had her arms crossed in front of her chest and let out a little ‘Hmpf!’ every once in a while, like she was having an argument in her head.
“Don’t get any ideas, Tiny!” Mia suddenly announced out of the blue. “There is no way in hell I’d ever fall for someone like you!”
And then she went back to angrily staring out the window. Joan broke out in loud laughter, while I was left in stunned confusion for a while.
“What the fuck was that about!?” I asked after turning my head to Joan without taking my eyes off the road.
“Just before we came outside, her Mom explained the movie reference you made.” she said, still trying to control her laughter.
I actually had to think about that. I had made that reference because of the movie ‘Bodyguard’, but I hadn’t even realized it also started with some guy protecting an unwilling and priggish woman that eventually fell in love with him. I was even more intrigued with Nora now, if she really thought I was making that kind of insinuation towards her daughter and still laughed about it right in front of her. I decided to use that opportunity to tease Mia a little.
“Don’t worry, Mia. I’m more into the mature type anyway.” I announced, and what can I say? Worked like a charm!
“You stay the hell away from my Mom!”
This time, Joan’s laughter was borderline hysterical. Looking in the rearview mirror, I noticed Ava looking at me with raised eyebrows, but she still wouldn’t say anything. The rest of the drive to school was mostly quiet, apart from Mia’s continuous “Hmpf!” sounds, she still produced every few minutes.
“Ava, stay.” I said, when they all had opened their doors. She immediately complied, and the others looked at us questioningly. “I’ll need a minute with my sister, please. Just go inside. I’ll be here when school’s out.”
While the other two grabbed their bags and left for the entrance, Ava sat on the backseat with her hands clasped in her lap. I remembered how she behaved when I fucked her, and the suspicions I had formed about where that behavior came from. I decided this wouldn’t work out if I continued using her submissiveness.
“Could you get in the front, please?” I asked, and she complied again.
I started the car and drove off. Ava still wasn’t talking.
“I have to get you home. You’re gonna miss school today.”
“Why?” she asked quietly.
“Your grandparents called social services on my ass.” I said, causing her to finally lift her head and look at me shocked. “They interviewed me yesterday and they’ll interview your parents next. Probably you and Maggie as well. In case this isn’t abundantly clear, this is exactly what we were afraid of happening if Logan’s videos came out.”
“Oh shit.” she just breathed out.
“Yeah. That’s what Danny said.” She looked at me in surprise when she heard me call our aunt ‘Danny’, but didn’t comment on it. “So, she’ll coach you all today. Make sure you know what to say about our relationship problems without giving away the real reason none of you want me.”
“We do want you, Tim.” she said after a moment.
“Sure. Now that there’s another problem you need solved, and your girlfriends aren’t around to hear you say it, you suddenly want me back. Fuck you, Princess. Yesterday you were eagerly nodding away when Mia almost cost me my job by accusing me of randomly beating up the client’s kid and his friends!”
She looked at me with a frantic and pained expression while she tried to speak.
“That wasn’t ... I didn’t think...” she stammered.
“What? You didn’t think making me look like a violent asshole with anger issues could endanger my job in a firm providing security? Or were you just approving because you think I actually did go after your highly valued football team? You, of all people, should know that they came after me, not the other way around.”
She hung her head and fell silent. After a few minutes of silence, I spoke again.
“You know, apparently, it’s not that unusual when siblings don’t get along. So, if you rather throw me under the bus to collect Kudos Points from your friends ... go ahead! But don’t feed me some bullshit afterwards and act like you suddenly value me. If that were the case, you would’ve defended me when it mattered.”
I saw her wringing her hands in her lap, head still hanging. It looked like she was trying to find the right words, or the courage, to explain herself.
“I’m just ... you don’t understand, Tim. It’s not about my image or anything. I don’t know ... when Logan told me to do something, it’s ... hard for me not to. And recently, even with my friends...”
She didn’t exactly stammer, it was more like she was so embarrassed about it, she had to constantly force herself to continue talking. I decided to be a little more direct about my suspicions.
“Princess, if being used as a submissive little fucktoy is what rocks your boat, then go for it.” I said matter of fact. She immediately snapped her head around to look at me in shock. “There is nothing wrong with it. But unless you envision your future as the secret side-chick of the last thing girls see before they get a urinary tract infection, you should learn to leave that desire in the bedroom.”
“You ... how do you...” Now she absolutely stammered.
“Was I so bad you already forgot about me fucking you ‘till you walked funny, dear sister?” I mocked, and saw her blush a little, which was cute. “I still remember the way you looked at me for simply offering you a ride afterwards. I take it Logan and Aaron like to keep the Dom act up, even after you all get dressed again?”
“Yes.” she just said quietly, confirming my speculation.
“Of course the two people with the least amount of agency in the house have to play Dom. And Golden Boy had the balls to accuse me of compensating for something.” I snorted, causing her to, once again, regard me with that same appraising look I saw twice before. “Look ... I’m not a psychologist, I’m honestly just fishing for answers here. But I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out why you all treated me like dirt for so long. Maybe you should talk to Danny about it. She helped me quite a bit, though it also took quite a bit to make her realize I needed help. But with the way our family goes about sex ... you’ve been involved in it for years, and I know you never restricted yourselves to the bedrooms. So, maybe it makes sense if the boundaries are starting to blur for you. I don’t know.”
“You’re saying I need help? Like ... I’m not normal or something?” she asked, sounding slightly upset and more than a little bit afraid.
“I just told you there was nothing wrong with enjoying it. We all have our kinks, and I’m not telling you to stop having fun. Don’t think I didn’t enjoy you letting me fuck you any way I wanted, either. What I did say is that you need to get a handle on it! Think about all the shit you did to hurt me, just because someone told you to do it, or because you thought it would make them happy. And then remind yourself of where it got me. You want to be dominated in the bedroom, that’s one thing. But you sacrificed your little brother’s happiness, just to get a rise from your fuckbuddies. If you think that trade-off was worth it, then we have nothing more to talk about. Ever. Otherwise, you need to seriously reevaluate your priorities. If you actually want any kind of relationship with me in the future, I first need to know you won’t screw me over just to get some dick again. Or one of your friends asks you to ... again.”