Nicole took a step toward her and warned, "you leave right now or I call the police. I will tell the police everything I know. Got it? Get off my porch!".
Evie spun around to leave, her body wracked with sobs. She had a hard time making it back to her car. Once in her car, she pressed her forehead to the steering wheel and let the pain consume her. She needed to get home and hold her security blanket. She needed the comfort of just feeling, clutching that cold, solid, hard steel in her hand. The four inch barrel and pearl handle were a reassurance and would help her stop shaking. It calmed her. For her, there existed more terrifying things than death. The last time she took it out of the case was when her brother got married.
It was Saturday morning and she woke to the sound of her phone buzzing. She answered it without thinking, hoping it was Ben. It was Eloise.
"Honey, you looked so upset at work yesterday. You alright?" Eloise asked.
"Just some personal stuff," Evie explained.
"If you need a little company a few of us are going to the bar to watch Rodney play tonight if you want to come along," Eloise offered.
"Can I call you back later?" Evie wanted to get off the phone. Evie searched her phone for anything from Ben or Nicole. There was nothing. She drug herself out of bed and hit the shower. She tried watching TV. In desperation she got in her car and drove in front of Nicole's house a couple of times. She eventually called Eloise back and stated she wanted to go out with the group. She sent Eloise her address to pick her up as she planned on getting drunk.
Evie spent most of her time that evening sitting at the table drinking. Rodney visited with them a few times between sets and drew up a chair in the middle of her and Jasmine. He placed one arm around each of them. At first he placed his hand on her hip but later into the evening he was cupping and squeezing her butt. She was drunk and not concerned he would try anything else. She knew Jasmine would kick his ass in front of everyone. Eloise made the call when it was time to leave and as she was the only sober member of their party, no one argued.
Evie put her key in the front door and stumbled into the duplex without turning on the lights. She made a turn for the bedroom when she heard an angry voice, "where were you?". Her brother flipped on the lamp so she could see his face. Her reaction was to instantly run to the bathroom and hug the toilet. Between throwing up, she was sobbing. Her brother limped into the bathroom behind her and turned on the light. He sat on top of the side of the tub and pulled her toward him so she could lean on him. He pulled her hair away from her face and rubbed her shoulder as she cried.
"Where did you go? I have been here hours," he asked, "I lost my phone in the slide and this is the first time I have been able to leave Nicole's house."
"Eloise picked me up," she hiccupped and continued, "some of us from work met at a bar where one of the guys plays in a band," she sobbed and took a deep breath. "You didn't lose your phone and I bet a million dollars Nicole took it. What are we going to do?" she wailed.
Ben let out a long sigh. He was focused on Evie. He was grateful he had kept himself in check when she walked in the door. He was irate she wasn't home when he got there and he was wondering who he was going to have to maim for messing with his sister. She was all he could think about. He pulled her shirt over her head and unhooked her bra. He stood and gingerly removed his clothes. Evie reached up and started stroking his dick. She went to her knees and took him in her mouth. He groaned and stood in place for a few minutes enjoying her warm, wet mouth and the feel of her tongue sloppily licking his shaft. He leaned over and turned the shower on. He pulled her up and slowly removed her jeans, underwear, socks, and shoes. He carefully assisted her getting into the shower and stood behind her with his arm wrapped around her. He palmed her pussy with one hand and she moaned and released her bladder peeing on his hand, down her legs while he continued to hold her. She's trashed, he thought. He was so hard. His dick was up against her backside. If he wasn't hurting so bad he would have picked her up and fucked her but he couldn't. He was going to have to change the bandages/dressing on his wounds before sleeping. The doctor told him every night and morning. He helped soap her up and rinsed the both of them off being mindful of his injury. He barely got her to the bed before she passed out cold. He spread her legs, positioned himself as best he could, and fucked her hard. He desperately needed release and it didn't take him long to come.
Evie watched him struggling out of the bed in the late morning muttering about changing bandages, needing a piss, and taking a pill. She had a nasty hangover. She couldn't help but notice again how he had filled out. They both had been too skinny once but had eaten pretty well in the past year. Nicole liked to cook and her brother obviously took advantage of it. She started thinking about what they were going to eat when there was a loud knock on the front door. Panic immediately set in and she scrambled out of the bed. She grabbed a bra and some clean clothes trying to brush her hair at the same time. When the person knocked a second time she hollered out, "give me a second!". She stepped in the bathroom and whispered to her brother to be quiet because there was someone at the door. To her horror there were two uniformed members of law enforcement and Nicole standing behind them. "That's her," Nicole told them. One of the men looked at her and asked her name. They were there to do a Welfare Check. Evie tried to appear composed and answered his questions. She felt her brother come up behind her. She turned to look at him and her eyes got big as saucers. He was wearing only a pair of sweatpants sitting low on his hips. Oh My Lord, she thought. He appeared calm however she knew he was seething. Ben politely explained to the men he was in an accident and had just come from the bathroom changing out his bandages. He proceeded to show them his injury. Nicole was glaring at him. Evie had shrunk behind the door letting her brother talk to the group. After Ben answered a few more standard questions, the men seemed satisfied enough and they didn't ask to enter the duplex. Ben slowly closed the door. Evie stared out the window refusing to let out a breath til the three of them were gone. She dropped into the closest chair and put her head between her legs to prevent fainting.
"Come here," her brother called out to her from the bedroom. "Take off your clothes," he said when she stood by the bed looking down on him. He was nude. She shakily took off her clothes and cuddled up next to him. His warmth was soothing. "Shhhh. Dont say a word," he whispered as he nuzzled her neck and wrapped his arm around her. After a few minutes, she closed her eyes and blocked everything out except him, the feel of him next to her, kissing her neck. He was being so tender. He caressed her breasts and she relaxed loving the way he was touching her. "You and me," he whispered as he slid his hand between her legs. He gently rubbed her clit causing her to moan. His lips were on hers and his tongue was exploring her mouth. He inserted a finger in her pussy and she was so wet already. He grunted as he rolled on his back pulling her on top of him. She sat up putting her hands on his chest grinning at him. He was her world. He hungrily watched her slide her pussy up and down his dick. He grabbed his dick and positioned it allowing her to sink down on it and take in the length of him. He guided her hips. She rocked and he watched his dick going in and out of her matching his rhythm to hers. She arched her back and he found her clit bringing her quickly to orgasm. He started bucking underneath her grabbing her hard then he climaxed. She slid off him when he softened and snuggled next to him.
"Tomorrow, first thing, you turn in your notice at work. You got a message on your phone last night that pissed me off. Shut him down now," he said. She tried to hide her face under his shoulder but he forced her chin up to make eye contact with him. "Shut. him. down. now., you hear me? Or I will," he threatened. His anger was rising fast. She quickly nodded in response. He continued talking and she heard the words 'divorce', 'bitch', 'apartment', 'money', blah, blah, blah. She was holding him as tightly as she could. Her head was on his chest listening to his heartbeat. She was content and dozed off with the thought everything was going to be OK now.
