“Isn’t it obvious? I’m wearing clothes?” I responded, signalling to my dress.
“It’s too short and it’s too tight. Go and change” he said, his voice laced with a hint of annoyance.
“No. I’m wearing this” I retorted.
“Lily, I’m not going to tell you again! Get your ass up them stairs and put some decent fucking clothes on!” He yelled as he hit the countertop.
My eyes widened at his anger and I reluctantly turned around and began making my way up the stairs. Sometimes I really hated my brother, but he wasn’t a always like this. Our father passed when I was 6 and he was 13 and ever since then he’s felt the need to act as a father figure for me. That was almost 12 years ago.
We get along for the most part and he’s really chill about parties and sleepovers and letting me have some freedom. But when it comes to boys and choosing my own clothes and sex... he becomes the controlling, strict dad version of himself.
The only guy I’m allowed to talk to is his best friend and the guy who’s been like his brother since he was an infant; Nicholas Carr. They’re both the same age but at different points in their life. My brother is a successful basketball player and Nicholas is some businessman who my brother helps out part time if he has no games for a couple of months.
“Lily Stone will you get a move on!” Caleb yelled up the stairs pulling me out of my thoughts. I discarded of my dress, which personally I didn't even think was that bad. It was simply a red, slightly tight-fitted dress but even that was too much for him.
I opted for a simple white, floral, flowy dress and covered up my bare legs with some tights. He physically couldn't say anything now, I looked so conservative that people would stare at me more now than they would have in the red dress. But oh well.
I grabbed my side bag and made my way down the stairs to see him standing by the front door “You look great Lily” he complimented. I half smiled at his words and he held the door open for me. I walked out the house to his car and got into the passenger seat, he knocked on the window and signalled for me to sit at the back. “Seriously?!” I yelled. He simply nodded and opened the door.
I begrudgingly got into the back seat and put my seatbelt on, he adjusted the mirrors and began to drive his 4x4 down the freeway. “You know, I’m not a kid anymore Caleb. I can wear what I want and sit in the front seat” I Spat out.
“Lily, You’re 17. Your still a child in my eyes” he responded.
“When I turn 18, I’m totally moving out” I said.
“Good luck doing that with no money” he chuckled.
I playfully smacked his arm and turned my attention back to the night sky. I love my brother, I do. But sometimes I wonder what could my life be if I was allowed to breathe sometimes. Would I have friends? A boyfriend? Plans to go to a college out of state?
“Louise will be there and so will Nicholas, so be nice” Caleb said. “Im always nice” I muttered back. Louise was his fiance , they’d been dating for about 3 years and my brother proposed to her last year. She was a nice girl, just very overhyper sometimes. I think that’s what attracted my brother to her, she was a bubbly person and my brother was very demanding. They challenged each other, I wish he’d let me experience that with someone..
About 20 minutes later, we arrived at the restaurant and made our way inside. Louise waved us in from the corner and we made our way to her table. We sat down and within seconds she was snogging Caleb’s face off. They had a habit of doing really heavy PDA.
After finally managing to pull themselves away from each other, Louise turned her attention to me. “Hey babes, how are you? Love the dress hun” she squealed.
“Hi Louise, thanks, you look great too” I responded.
“Where’s Nicholas?” I asked.
“Oooo does someone have a little crush?” Louise encouraged.
Caleb laughed at her words “Don’t be silly Lou, He’s basically a second father to her”
The door bell jingled and Nicholas made his way over to our table “Sorry I’m late. Had a meeting I couldn’t get out of” he said as he sat down next to me.
He patted me on the back “How ya doing kiddo?” He said.
I half nodded at his words and took my attention back to the menu. I didn’t like the word ‘kiddo’ ... especially coming from him. Honestly, because he’s been the only male figure in my life who isn’t my brother, he’d always been the protagonist of my over active sexual fantasies.
Since I was 13 or 14 I'd been obssesed with reading erotica. Visual porn didn't really do it for me, so I loved to read novels about it, specifically the BDSM world. I knew everything about it and it was definitely something I wanted to try out. So when night would fall and I'd envision myself being tied up and degraded, the only person who I could imagine as my dom was Nicholas, because he'd been the only man in my life. But it also didn't help that he was hot as fuck.
Of course, I would never act on these inappropriate thoughts. He was my brother’s best friend, but something about him being forbidden fruit made me want him more. Regardless of that, I wasn’t 18 for another month and he was 25. It would never work for a variety of reasons.
“Lily?” Caleb questioned, pulling me out of my thoughts.
“Yeah?” I replied.
“Do you want a chocolate milkshake?” He asked.
“So you can all drink alcohol and I have to drink a milkshake?” I asked.
“You know how it goes kiddo , we can’t have this same conversation everytime we’re out” Nicholas said.
Stop calling me that. I said in my head.
“Okay” I responded quietly.
They all went back to talking and eating their starters and the only thing I could think of was my brother’s best friend fucking me senseless in the bathroom..