Brotherly love

Harsh

God, please spare me at least a little. Maybe it's a bruise. How the fuck do you bruise your neck dumbass? Okay okay, it's a hickie but that doesn't mean I did anything.

"Truth or dare?" Josiah smirked. "Um dare, I guess." I shrugged. "I dare you to kiss Cam." He laughed, taking a swig of his beer. I could feel my face get impossibly hotter. I've never kissed a girl. My eyes met hers nervously, and she looked just as shocked as I was. I've never kissed a girl before.

Wait if I only remember the kiss, how did this happen?

Rrriiinnngggg

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"That's my phone." I said to myself and raced out of the bathroom. I followed the sound to the kitchen and dug my phone out of a bag of chips.

"Holy shit." I mumbled. It was six am. And Ollie was calling me nonstop.

I immediately called him back and nervously pressed the phone to my ear. It didn't even get passed the first ring before my brother's voice flooded my senses.

"Where the fuck are you?" He hissed. "I- um. At a friend's." I stuttered. "At a friend's? I was so fucking worried about you all night. Ryley had to convince me not to go looking for you! And you were at a friend's?!" He screamed. Hot tears ran down my face, landing in pools on the counter. I just sobbed, listening to my brother yell at me. "Send me your location I'm coming to get you." He ordered, hanging up without another word.

I sent him my location with shaky hands and went to hunt down all of my things. First, my shoe.

•••

Oliver pulled up, madder than hell. I was sitting on the porch waiting for him and almost ran back in when he came barreling towards me. He yanked me up and pulled me into a hug, almost crushing me. I froze before curling my arms around him, letting him hold me. "I'm going to fucking kill you." He mumbled, dropping a kiss on my head before pulling away. "I know." I whispered. And I did. And I deserve it.

We drove home and he was quiet the whole time, making me nervous. I didn't know when he would decide to start yelling again. It wasn't until he got me home that he looked at me. "I'm so disappointed in you right now, kid. Go take a shower and start thinking about how the hell you're gonna explain yourself. I'm gonna call Ryley and let him know I found you." He sighed, turning the car off and yanking the keys out. My heart sunk and I could only manage a nod. He hates me.

I take my time in the shower, scrubbing the smell of booze from my skin. Once I'm done I go ahead and put my clothes in the washer, at this point they need holy water.

I can hear Ollie on the phone but I can't make out what he's saying. I'm guessing he's telling Ry that he found me, and maybe planning my murder. Ryley probably volunteered to hide my body. I couldn't help but start thinking about how bad this was gonna be. And that just made me anxious all over again.

'I'm so disappointed in you right now, kid.'

I don't like disappointing my brothers, it makes me feel shitty. Like they're mad at me. Like they hate me.

I need to know he's not mad at me. But he is, and I deserve it. I disappeared, for hours. And I lied. Before I could stop myself I was walking to his room, pushing the door open slowly. He glanced up at me, still talking into the phone. "Yeah, I know Ry." He sighed. I shuffled forward until I reached the bed. I sat down gently before curling myself into him. Just hug me.