After the fight with Mike I got too injured. I couldn't go to school because of my condition. I had a little fracture in my hand, it wasn't that serious as doctor said I'm gonna need rest for a few days. So I decided to stay at home for few weeks.
While I stayed home Rose visited me daily to check on my health. She told me about her day, we talked about things but when it came to school she seemed to be acting wierd, it felt like there was something she was not telling. 'I guess it's just me'
She also helped me study, Exams are just next month.
Everything was going good the first, then she started coming over less often. I saw her less and less. At first I didn't thought too much because we were still talking on phone everyday.
Third week she even stopped talking to me on the phone. It got me worried about her. 'There is definitely something wrong, maybe I should visit her'. I thought and decided to visit her.
Click! I heard my room door open.
Mom pushed open the door as she entered my room, she was in her long gown that didn't show much skin, it was a simple gown but her body makes every dress seem sexy with her voluptuous body and hourglass figure. Even a slightest movement makes her breasts jiggle.
"How are you feeling?" She sat down softly at the edge of the bed beside me. Placing her cold hands on my forehead. Her face full of concern.
"I'm good mom, you don't need to worry about me." I replied with a smile trying to soothe her. I never told her about Mike and how he beat me. It had only made her more worried. She thinks I fell from the stairs, didn't felt that convincing but she didn't mind that much. I also showed my hands. "Look my hand is in perfect condition now"
She leaned over and wrapped me in a warm, safe hug. "Good" She pulled back just enough to look at me, her eyes soft with relief. She then leaned in and pressed a soft, quick peck on my cheek.
" I see... I guess I'm worried for nothing. If you're feeling good then hurry up get ready and come down, breakfast is ready" She asked before leaving. " Oh... and don't forget to wake up your sister Lily."
Lily, my little sister, 3 years younger than me. Being the y bhioungest member of the family she was the center of everyone's world in the family, adored, cherished and protected. While painfully shy and slow to open up, with me it was diffrent. I was her confident. The one person she trusted above all else.
Click!
I pushed open the door, her room greeted me with a sweet, familiar scent of vanilla and strawberries. Her room was the spitting image of her personality, from the piles of plushies to the overwhelmingly pink decor and trinkets. The kind of room you would expect of a girl of her age.
"Lily...?" I callled out moving in further towards her bed.
After not hearing any response turned towards the window and opened the curtains letting the dining enter the room.
The room was little dark because of the curtains blocking any light coming from the outside.
"Mmm..." Lily pulled a pillow from side while half asleep and placed it on her side face hiding her face from the sunlight.
But gaze shifted from her face to her body. While she was hiding her face, her whole body was bare without any clothes. her face and behaviour shows innocence and makes you adore her, body tells a totally diffrent story. She was lying on her side that only emphasized her curves more. Her body unusual to her age, she had breasts bigger than most girls her age you would find. 'Looks like she got her body from my mom.'
As to why I want surprised was because I've already seen her many times before. I was like a safe harbor to her, she never felt shame being naked in front of me even though she was super shy around people and I too never said anything not to make uncomfortable.
"Rise and Shine! Lily" I removed the pillow from her face. "It's already morning... mom is calling for breakfast"
" Hmm...? Big bro... Why are you here? Are you feeling okay? " She rubbed her eyes, struggling to focus.
" Yes, I was feeling good today so... I thought... Why don't I go to my cute little sister's room and wake her up"
"Really? You don't come to my room often so Lily is so happy to see you" Lily hugged me in excitement pressing large mounds of flesh against my chest. " I love you "
" I know I know... Now hurry up wear something and let's go before mom gets angry" I pushed her slightly. She went to her wardrobe and picked a yellow smocked peasant dress, it was a one piece dress, it was half sleeve and the hem of the dress only reached to her mid thighs. It died perfectly around her body It's a cute little dress that made her look more or and innocent.
'Angel'
That would be the only word that I would use to describe her.
My only concern was her underwear or more like the absence of it. she was kind of more dangerous than Lisa, she at least wore panties or bra at home while Lily at home never more any panties or bra, just a dress. Well it's not like anyone is going to see her while at home. It wasn't that much of a problem because both of them always wore underwear when going out so let's not think about that.
The two of us headed to the dining room together. With Lisa away at her university dorm and Dad away for work, the house felt quieter than usual. I took a seat, and Lily, with her unwavering fondness for me, immediately settled into the chair right beside mine, while Mom sat across from us.
After we finished breakfast, our little group dispersed. Lily retreated to her room, and Mom vanished into the kitchen to tackle a mountain of pending chores. With nothing pressing to do, I decided to kill time on the living room sofa, idly flipping through TV channels.
After a while, I dragged myself upstairs. It was time to visit Rose. In my room, I swapped my lazy-day clothes for a simple black t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Luckily, her house wasn't far, just the next, a 5 minute walk.
[ Hello Readers! All the previous chapters were there introduction for the major characters, I thought it was important to give characters a proper interoductions. I wont make long introduction for minor characters from now on.
Add to the library.
The real thing starts from next chapter]