Ever since she was born nineteen years ago, my sister had been a pain in the ass. Everything she does seem to be motivated by wanting to annoy others, especially me. She played loud music on mornings during weekends when I was sleeping. If I was watching TV in the living room she would come and change the channel. If I was reading a book she would come and try to distract me. If I was taking a shower in the afternoon she would sneak in and take the towels. At first I had tried to fight back, but that only seemed to spur her on, so I ended up just ignoring her as much as I could. When she played loud music I would put a headset on and listen to my own music. When she changed the channel I just left the living room. If she tried to distract me while reading I put the book down and grabbed something to drink. She stole the towels; I just walked calmly out of the bathroom to the closet and grabbed new ones. I could tell it made her mad, but it didn't escalate things so it was a decent compromise.
I was sitting in the living room watching TV when dad caught my sister Sarah fucking some random guy in his home office yet again. I hadn't noticed my sister had a guy over. Apparently she thought she would be safe since my dad had been at work. This time she had crossed the final line and he was angry as hell. He was angrier than I had ever seen him before. He grabbed the guy and threw him out hard onto the tiles outside the front door, then returned to get his clothes and threw them as hard as he could at him. Needless to say the guy ran for his life. My dad came back into the house, pointed at my sister and said two words "Follow me!"
For the first time in my life I saw my sister obeying an order without complaint or hesitation. I stopped myself from following them to see what would happen. I didn't want to get involved in this if I didn't need to. I didn't need to however, as I heard my dad yelling from the hall. I couldn't hear the specifics but the gist of it was she was grounded and locked up in her room for the next three days. She would get dinner in the evening and allowed a bathroom visit two times a day.
He returned to the living room holding her laptop and cell phone and put it into the chest we had over in the corner. Only my dad had the key and he used the chest to take stuff from us for a while to punish us.
He turned and looked at me still angry, but seemed to have calmed down a bit, he said "Tom, would you mind helping locking Sarah's window so she can't get out that way?"
"Sure I guess. You okay dad? I've never seen you this angry before"
"I will be once the window is locked. Your sister just drives me crazy sometimes, so I want to really scare her this time"
With that last comment I followed him to the garage, then to the window with some tools. We arrived just in time to see Sarah opening the window and crawling out. When she saw us she panicked and hurried back inside. My dad and I made sure no one could open the window from the inside, and then went back into the house to relax, a job well done.
I could hear my sister screaming in anger for at least four hours the first day but her screams diminished more and more in volume until it finally stopped. My mom brought her dinner while my dad made sure she didn't try to escape. Having eaten earlier I was just lying on my bed listening to music, so I saw everything. Sarah had tried to escape out the door as soon as it opened but as soon as she saw dad she froze, then backed away into her room quickly.
Around 10:30 as I was getting ready to go to sleep I heard her pounding the wall and screaming as loud as she could again. I guess she was trying to prevent us sleeping. Not a great plan as what happened next would prove. My dad went into her room and tied her hands behind her back.
"Make one more sound and I'll come in here and put a gag on your mouth as well. Do you understand Sarah?" Dad said menacingly.
She looked like she was going to protest, but thought better of it and said "yes sir. It won't happen again"
That was the second time I saw her ever obey a direct order from dad without any complaint or hesitation. I couldn't help but smile, finally the bitch was getting what she deserved. Relieved I could finally get some sleep I got under the covers and drifted off.
The next day my mom came into my room and woke me up.
"Tom, I need to talk with you"
Still groggy from waking up I said in a slurred voice "can't we talk later?"
"I'm sorry but we can't. As you know Jack and I had planned a two week getaway on Saturday"
"Err... I'm getting the feeling you are about to tell me some really bad news" I responded still tired, but waking up worried about the news I was afraid to receive.
"Dad and I are headed out to shop for deadbolt for the doors and windows, and buy enough food for two weeks. I'm sure you can guess why"
"Does that mean I have to find somewhere to stay for two weeks?" I asked hoping it would be that, and not what I feared she was about to say.
"Not exactly"
Before she could say more I said in a panicked voice "Oh god no. Do I have to put up with the bitch for two whole weeks now?"
"Yes, I'm afraid so. We'll make it up to you when we get back. Anything you want within reason, so take these two weeks to think about that. And don't call your sister a bitch"
"Fuck fuck fuck" I thought to myself. This seemed like I was being punished more than Sarah.
Sighing deeply I said "Okay. Just don't be surprised if the entire house has been demolished by the time you get back"
"I wouldn't worry about that. Dad is in her room making it clear you are in charge while we are gone and if she steps out of line, her punishment continues after we get back. And we need to password protect your laptop and phone so she can't use those" mom said.
"I've already taken care of that. She has tried to use my phone and laptop plenty times before."
"Good. We'll see you later tonight. And I would appreciate it if you tried to make up with your sister while we are gone. I know you've never been on good terms, but dad and I are hoping this could at least let you two get to know each other a little better" my mom said.
"I'll try to, but she'll probably react to it like she has in the past" I said.
"Thanks Tom, we really do appreciate it. You can go get some sleep now, there's some ice cream in the fridge if you want it later"
And with that she hurried out of my room, and called out "Jack, we need to get going. We have a lot to take care of today"
Dad called back "I'll be right there honey, give me a sec"
I got out of bed and closed the door to my room. I definitely needed a nap later, but before that I wanted to make up some kind of plan for mending fences with my sister these next two weeks. If I was going to be stuck in the house with her I didn't want to fight. Maybe offering her some ice cream when I woke up would be a good start. Or just try to talk with her for a bit about what she wanted to do while we were locked up. Anything that could help calm her down would be very welcome right now.
I got back into bed and started drifting off again to the sweet relief of sleep.
I woke up and made my decision. I would knock on my sister's door and ask if she wanted some ice cream or something to drink.
I knocked three times then asked "Sarah, do you want some ice cream or something to drink?"
I waited half a minute and when no reply came I walked down into the living room to watch some TV. Even though I finally had the chance to watch TV without my sister randomly changing the channel, I couldn't find anything I wanted to watch. Not having anything to do I just walked towards my room when I heard Sarah ask "Tom, is that you?" quietly.