Chapter 5: Gone Too Far
The clock was approaching two in the morning. The house was silent as Shawn sat in the living room and watched science fiction movies with the volume muted. He eventually calmed his nerves after his episode with the chair. However, he felt ashamed of himself after reflecting on his behavior. His emotions had become so erratic since Kendall moved back in, but there was no excuse for behaving the way he did.
A hot shower and some herbal tea straightened him out. It was a recipe Kendall showed him when they were younger. He always doubted the power of tea until she showed him otherwise. Hot herbal tea with a scoop of honey, a pinch of ground mint, and a good-sized piece of cinnamon did something for the nerves that was hard to explain. She only had to convince him to try it once to be a believer.
He sipped his tea and watched silent movies waiting for Kendall to return. He promised to wait for her whenever she went out on weekends unless she told him she wasn't coming home. Despite being an adult, Kendall didn't like the dark or being alone. So it was always better for her if someone waited for her.
It was ten minutes until two, and he had not heard from her. Shawn tried not to think about his meltdown earlier as he waited. Instead, he let the endless wave of shitty, low-budget science fiction movies distract him as he waited to hear the sound of a vehicle pulling into the driveway.
He was beginning to feel slightly worried, as Kendall would usually come home by midnight. However, his gut told him she was having a good time because she had to return to work the following Monday. So he figured they were making the most of her last night off.
His eyes periodically glanced at his phone on the coffee table, anticipating a notification, but Shawn repeatedly talked himself out of calling or texting her. Kendall would be okay with him checking in, but he didn't want to seem overly concerned or interrupt her night out. Like Bradley, Kendall's friends sometimes insinuated that something was happening with her brother. They were not mean or hurtful about it like Bradley, but their jokes still bothered Kendall, and Shawn knew that. So he tried not to check in too often so as not to encourage their poking.
There was suddenly a noise that broke the silence. The sound of keys rattling against the lock made Shawn's head perk up as he turned to face the door. He thought it strange that he didn't hear the usual drunken goodbyes or even so much as a car door shut. Even so, Kendall appeared in the doorway.
"Well?" Shawn greeted her upon entry, "did you have a blast?"
"Hmm?" Kendall hummed as she clumsily kicked her heels off and almost tripped over them.
She was drunk. Her steps were heavy and disoriented, her face was flushed, and her dress was crooked. She never came home like this. Shawn couldn't believe his eyes as he raced from the couch to help her.
"Hey, whoa!" He quietly called out, not to wake their parents, "think you might've overdone it a bit?" He asked as he grabbed Kendall's hand and led her to the couch so she could sit.
"I'm okay!" She laughed, "I had a little more than usual tonight."
"No kidding..." Shawn mumbled, smelling the alcohol on her.
She flopped down on the couch while Shawn walked into the kitchen. He poured a glass of filtered water from her pitcher in the fridge and brought it to her.
"Mmm, thank you," she mumbled, taking a large gulp from the glass and exhaling hard afterward.
Shawn sat down next to her and analyzed her. He had never seen her this drunk before. It was slightly comical, and he tried not to smirk. Kendall's eyes slowly wandered over to his gaze. Even drunk, she looked perfect sitting there staring at him. He couldn't help but admire her as they sat together. Her lips and her beautiful skin captivated him. Her dress showed a large amount of cleavage and most of her thighs. Before he knew it, he could feel himself getting hard in his shorts just from looking at her. He didn't want his twisted thoughts to come out again, so he looked away from her awkwardly.
"Hey," Kendall whispered as her hand awkwardly grabbed onto his chest, "you waited for me," she finished with a big drunken smile.
"Well, yeah..." Shawn said, watching the silent movie on the TV, "I promised I would."
Kendall's grip suddenly started tugging on his shirt as she inched closer. Shawn turned to face her again when he felt her pulling.
"C'mere..." She whispered, getting dangerously close to his face.
"Whoa, whoa, stop!" Shawn retracted, grabbing her hand off his shirt and halting her from coming any closer, "what're you doing?"
"I wanna kiss you," Kendall whispered clumsily with a drunken grin.
Shawn could feel her warm breath on his face as she whispered. He could almost taste her lips as the smell of alcohol filled his senses. His chest tightened as he kept looking down at her lips. She tried to advance again, getting closer this time, but Shawn moved his face away and would not allow it.
Kendall had a distressed look as her second attempt failed.
"What's wrong?" She asked with a puzzled expression.
Shawn's heart began to pound as his dick throbbed. Every moment he spent looking at her luscious lips and beautiful face drove him closer to madness. He was getting more aroused by the second. His thoughts raced as he realized what he could probably get away with right now, but he knew it wasn't right. He could feel his veins flashing beneath his skin as he fought the urge to taste her lips again.
"I just..." He muttered.
"What?" Kendall asked, gently placing a hand on the side of his face.
"I just don't think it's a good idea, Kendall," he finished, pulling her hand off his face and holding it near his lap.
Shawn was determined to hold firm. He knew that doing anything inappropriate with her in this state was even more wrong than doing it at all. Yet, he had to fight himself and think about how she would react if she weren't drunk. How would he handle it the next day if Kendall woke up with regret?
He forced his dirty thoughts aside as he looked back at Kendall. She suddenly had the most provocative look as she scooted closer to him. Shawn grew more nervous as her body rubbed up against his.
"What's the matter?" She asked with an erotic tone, "afraid you're gonna get hard again?"
Shawn was still holding her hand near his lap. Her provocative expression entranced him as she quickly pulled her hand away and gripped his boner right through his shorts. A bolt of frozen lightning shot down his spine as her hand grasped his hard cock. By reflex, his hand reached down to stop her, but he couldn't pull it away. A groan escaped his chest as he felt her gripping him.
Kendall gasped in shock, and her jaw dropped as she held his rock-hard dick in her hand. Her other hand covered her gaping mouth when she felt how hard he was.
