Note: This is a rewrite and repost of a story I previously had taken down. I've change the story a bit to fit with some of the comments from before. If anyone remembers the story from before and objects to the inclusion of incest, please know that the story was always meant to have incest. Some of the people who've had the chance to read the story to the end complained that it seemed like the incest revelation came out of nowhere. They suggested that I let the audience know much earlier about the true nature of the relationship between all the characters.
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"I'm not going." John said forcefully.
"It's the last time. Don't you want to see everyone one last time?" His mother was very disappointed to hear his answer.
"No." John was floored by the question. "They don't want to see me and the feeling is mutual."
"That's not true. Last year everyone missed you."
"Don't you remember what Carol and Susan did to me?"
"I do and they're sorry. That was two years ago. Can't you forgive them?"
"NO! I'm not going. That's final."
"Johnny, this is the last time."
"Good. I'm glad. Next year you'll finally know to not even ask."
"The island looks so beautiful and we have some big news we want to tell everyone."
"So what."
"There has to be some way I can convince you."
John thought it over for a moment. This was a rare occasion to milk something out of his mother. "If I go then you have to pay for my girlfriend to go too."
"John, this is just supposed to be for us."
"Right, which is why we take these trips with three other moms."
"That's not fair. We've all been in this together from the beginning."
"Mom, these trips aren't for me or the other kids. They're for you and the rest of the moms. We're all grown now so I wouldn't be surprised if everyone else just didn't go. You and the moms should just go, have a good time, and leave us behind."
"You're 19. That's hardly grown up."
"It's grown up enough for me to be able to say I'm not going."
"You'll have a good time."
"Unless the island is the size of Australia I just don't see how it's going to be large enough for me and Susan."
"What about Carol?"
"Or Carol but especially not Susan."
"I'm sorry you feel that way."
"Well, somebody ought to be sorry about what happened."
"Last year they both apologized so many times for what they did."
"If they really want to apologize then they can do to each other what they did to me."
"That doesn't sound like a very constructive..."
"That would be great to see them running naked in the streets of Paris being chased by the cops."
"That's an image I can live without, son."
"Oh, I'm sorry. Does it bother you to hear? Must be so tough to listen to what I actually went through."
"I'm sorry..."
"Jail mom. I was in a French jail."
"I know, honey."
"For all I care Carol and Susan can go jump off the Eiffel tower."
There was a moment of silence as John's mom decided not to push him anymore. "I'll let everyone know."
"Good. And tell Susan I hope..."
"John, the day will come when you'll realized you should have forgiven them."
"That day is not today."
"I'll get you a ticket in case you change your mind."
"You want to waste money that's your business."
It was a strange feeling to actually win an argument with his mom. John was right. How could she ever expect him to go on one of their group vacations after Paris. Even if this was the last time and the usual two month vacation had been reduced down to three weeks, it didn't matter. John wasn't sure he'd be able to restrain himself from wanting to strangle Susan if he ever saw her again.
The girls had played pranks on John before but in Paris they crossed a line. John had been feeling like he didn't really belong in the group anymore even before Paris. The group consisted of four single moms and their kids. The moms had been best friends going all the way back and they devised these vacations as a way of letting the kids be friends as well. That plan worked pretty well for the other kids since they were all girls. There was of course Carol and Susan but there was also Penny, and Melissa who was Carol's twin sister. John was the only guy and as he became a teenager it was obvious that he didn't really want to do any of the other things they wanted to do.
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The July 4th holiday came and John rode out to his girlfriend's house on his motorcycle. His girlfriends' father didn't like the thing and had strong feelings about motorcycles in general so John had to park it at a gas station and walk the rest of the way. John rang the doorbell and eventually Jill answered.
"What are you doing here?" she asked very concerned.
"What do you mean?"
"I thought you were going away with you mom. That's what she told me."
"No. She's going, I'm not. And even if I were going they aren't leaving for two more days."
"Oh. Ok."
"Nobody home? You have me all to yourself."
"John, listen. I'm sorry. We're all going to see the fireworks and we don't have room."
John looked over at the driveway and her dad's car wasn't there. It was a bit late for them to just now be picking Jill up. Jill was acting suspicious. But John wasn't about to accuse her of anything unless there was something a bit more solid than being surprised to see him.
"Ok. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Right. See you..." as the words were coming out of her mouth someone fell from the roof onto the grass on the side of the house. John didn't listen to whatever Jill was saying. He dashed to the corner to see what had happened and Tony was on his back in pain.
"Tony."
"Ow."
John looked back to Jill who had a very guilty look on her face. She hadn't realized that Tony was hurt yet. John ran over to Tony to try to help him up but Tony yelled out in pain.
"Where does it hurt?"
"My leg. I'm sorry man I was just trying to..."
"Save it." said John as he got out his phone to call for an ambulance.
"I thought I could make it."
