Max

I’m lying in my bed staring at the ceiling when Michelle comes into my room, “ugly boy, are you coming? Mom’s asking if we’re coming for breakfast.” Sure Michelle and her insulting to me. We have been arguing daily since we were kids and with age, this is still going on. “Yes I am coming, get out of my room!“I yell at her. When Michelle has just left, the twins come in. Both argue about the other’s clothes. Lissane is wearing a short skirt and a shirt on top. Which Linny apparently doesn’t want and just wants to wear jeans. Lissane also knows that her father isn’t going to be very happy about this. But as Lissane is, she’s doing it anyway. Anything for her father’s attention. She’s always been jealous of Vic’s relationship with Michelle. Michelle has the same hair color as me, while Lissane and Linny have a light hair color from their father. And Liam who has our mother’s hair color.

When I come downstairs, everyone is at the table by now. Although I don’t know why they always let me sit next to Michelle. I don’t like her at all! She’s so arrogant and everything always has to revolve around her. Actually, Michelle and Lissane do have a lot in common, just not their father and mother. I’m Grey’s only son while Michelle’s father is the man my mother first married. And is my brother’s father. Even though Mom won’t let me say it. Every time I tease Liam about it, she gets mad. He’s accepted Vic as his real father.

Now that I’m twenty years old, I decide where I live. So I stayed with my mom. It’s not that Dad’s is bad, but with my half-sister walking around there, who’s even worse than my sisters here. I’m glad I’m here most of the time. Also, it’s much closer to the university here than it is to Dad’s. I am now continuing my studies. To help Mom with our family business. Where Vic and Mom are the bosses. Michelle also wants to start in the company, although she refuses to start at the bottom of the loading ramp. I’ve been an intern with the editors for years and after graduation, I want to be hired as editor-in-chief. The job that my father first had.

After breakfast, I grab my backpack and want to walk outside. “Max don’t forget Michelle. She went to get her backpack.“My mother said to me in a stern voice that I have to listen. “Mum, can’t she take the bus?” I ask my mother, who gets mad at me. “Maxwel Michael Vervoort! You will listen to me,” she said calling me by my full name, then I know she means it. Michelle is already coming down the stairs in tight skinny jeans with rips all over her legs and a tight pink shirt. And then those shoes she has on. She can’t walk all day in those? She’s wearing pink pumps covered in glitter. When she comes to stand next to me, we are the same size. Mom gives us both another kiss and we leave for college.

I look at the road as I drive through the heavy traffic of Antwerp to the university. I got an audi tt from my dad when I got my driver’s license. The car had been my favorite for a long time and he suddenly gave it to me I was so happy to be able to drive around in such a car at the age of eighteen. All my friends were jealous. And it was a real girl magnet when of course Michelle didn’t have to drive with me. She made it hard for me, Always with her insult to me. And if a girl dares to come closer, she starts talking about my stories that I wet the bed or other embarrassing moments I went through. I look at her next to me fleetingly with her long black hair sitting in a natural curl around her face. Her grey eyes suddenly look at me and I immediately look back in front of me. She is sitting next to me now touching up her makeup and I am losing patience with her. “Stop it, Michelle, my car will be dirty,” I said annoyed at her lack of respect for me and my car. “Leave me alone Max, I’ll do what I want. There’s no way I’m going to Rick’s without getting my makeup right,” She said with her angry annoyed voice. Rick her boyfriend, who is the biggest player on campus. Only she doesn’t see it. He’s always making promises to her. And every time she falls for it.

“He’s probably fucking some other chick or something,” I said to her rubbing in what a scumbag he is. She gets angry and looks directly at me and squeezes my leg. “Don’t you dare talk about him like that! You are just jealous that he has a girlfriend and you are still chasing that Suzie,” said she to be hurtful to me. I stop the car before we have an accident, with her squeezing my leg. “Michelle, take your hand off my leg,” I said with a growl in my voice. I look at her angrily. “Does it make you uncomfortable big boy,” She said as she laughs and moves her hand further up until she almost reaches my zipper. What is she doing? I beat her hand away. “Leave that Michelle,” I said with an unsteady voice. She continues to laugh and look at her makeup in her mirror from the car. “Don’t you like it when a woman touches you there? Or am I the first?” She dares to ask. If she thinks that’s it, she is really naive. I’ve had girlfriends before that didn’t work out. “Go fuck, Rick. Or do a threesome with his mistresses,” I said back to hurt her and her unfaithful boyfriend. Her eyes almost shoot arrows at me. Now she’s really angry. ″Max you’re gonna stop or I’m gonna make your life harder than it already is,″ she threatens with her manicured finger in my direction.

I want to get back into traffic after she calms down. Arriving on campus she quickly walks out of the car, when she sees Rick getting out of his car a little further on. I watch her as she is almost eating him with her mouth on his. If this is what I want to see if I do nothing about it, they will be in his car soon. I walk by and give Rick a bump, causing his lips to move from hers. “What’s your problem?” He yells at me.

“There’s no problem,” I reply. Michelle still looks at me like dirt under her shoe. When I walk in, I see Suzie already standing against my locker. Michelle thinks I want her, only it’s the other way around. She keeps bothering me I don’t want anything to do with her. I don’t even like her. When I open my locker, all the shaving cream falls out. And look down the hallway, where I see Rick and Michelle smiling when I throw all my books into the trashcan. If she thinks she has me with this, she doesn’t know me yet.

I know she has last hour gym as a side class. She always had the idea that if things didn’t work out in the company, she could become a coach. She does have a beautiful body. As far as I can see in her skinny and shirt. I see my chance to get her clothes from her locker and take them to the car. At this point, it is very busy on campus as everyone leaves for home.

I sit down across the gym complex on a bench where I can get a good look at everything. Wonder how happy she is going to be when she has to walk outside in the cold autumn with her sportswear. What a mistake this was for me. She comes storming out of the complex in just a sports bra and shorts that almost show her bottoms all the way. I was expecting something sexy but not like this. My eyes keep staring at her big butt for such a figure. Her stomach and legs are more muscular than I thought. She’s already walking my way raging. I try to get out of the way as fast as I can, but she’s ahead of me. “Maxwell! Where are my clothes!” she yells at me. I can even see her nipples now through her top. Which turns me on which shouldn’t.

I smile at her and try to keep my gaze on her face and then over her body. She wants to punch me in the face, but I move too fast. So that she loses her balance and I catch her still. When we’re staring into each other’s eyes for a while. I drop her off and walk to the car. What was I doing? I can’t fall for my sister. Okay, she is not really my sister, but we did grow up that way.

When she has recovered she walks behind me. We get in the car and she is still sitting next to me in her sportswear. I throw her shirt and pants at her. She looks at them but drops them on the floor and looks at me again. We both look at each other. Silently we sit and look at each other. Then she presses her lips to mine. And I don’t know what came over me, but I kiss her back and run my hand down her arms, which are already getting goosebumps. She kisses me harder and harder until we suddenly realize what we’re doing and quickly turn away from each other. I start the car and try to get home as soon as possible. I sneak a peek at her, where her lips are still red from my assault on them. How good they tasted. Max, you can’t think about her like that. She hates you.

When we got home, we both went straight to our room. Mom and Vic were still at work, so it was just the two of us. Liam who was still going to his art class and wouldn’t be home for another hour and the twins were at friends’ houses studying. I sit down in front of the TV. Michelle is still in her room. She suddenly comes and sits next to me.

“Don’t think that what just happened changes anything between us,” she said to make clear things about the two of us. “I don’t think so either It was a big mistake. Never been kissed so bad before,” I said to her, to prove I don’t want her. She is not happy with my words and comes and sits on my lap with her legs spread and looks me in the face. She moves a little and kisses me again. Why did I have to challenge her? She laughs as she gets off me. “That’s why you have that bump because you find me so hideous,” she said when she laughs at the proof in my pants. She has just been rubbing her legs all the time over my pants, how does she think I should react then? She’s lucky she’s got her pants back on. I don’t know what would have happened otherwise. “You won’t feel anything if I put my hand between your legs?” I ask her in my raspy voice.

She smiles and looks at me mischievously, sitting next to me. “Try it and we will see,” she dares me again, which only could make things worse. She’s playing with fire. Otherwise, I’d always walked away and let her win, and she knows it. But now I’m not going to let her get away with it. I run my hand up her leg and I suddenly put my other hand down her pants. Making her eyes suddenly stare at me. Wow-what, she doesn’t even have a slip-on. I immediately feel her softness underneath and indeed she is wet and she said something about me. I run my fingers over her clitoris, causing her to let out a small moan. I take my hand out of her pants and rub it dry on my pants. Now I have to see that she doesn’t see the bulge in my pants. Shocked she is still sitting in the seat looking at me longingly.