Author's Note: This is my first story that has an incest tone to it because I usually wrote stories about abuse, so I thought I would try a different one. Um, I'm not sure if I liked how it started, so let me know what you guys think, I'll probably change it a little bit. The next chapter should be up soon.

Chapter One: The Spawn of Satan Moves In

So it all started at this party my mom was invited too.

Don’t look so surprised; my mom is actually very good looking for being 38 years old. Well, it makes sense considering at the part my mom went to she ran into her high school sweetheart, Ted Henderson. And by the end of the night, the two were making out like teenagers. I should know, because I was the one that heard shuffling on the front porch and went to see what was and saw them in lip-lock. And not just any lip-lock, oh no, there was some tongue action going on too.

Gross.

That’s not the worst part; she got married to him a year later and that’s where this story starts. Well, not exactly, the worst, worst, worst, part about all of this is the fact that he’s moving in and he’s bringing his son with him.

Dougie Henderson.

God, just hearing his name can make my skin crawl.

Dougie is eighteen and an annoying, cocky, arrogant, and a jerk. Don’t get me wrong, he’s good looking, well, that’s what all of the girls say, it’s just his personality that blocks out the good looks. I met him a few weeks after my mom and Ted started to date again and we didn’t hit it off. I’ll spare you the details. But let’s just say it had something to do with a handful of jell-o being thrown and one of us ending up in a fountain.

You should have seen the look on my face when mom told me that she was getting married to Ted and that they will be moving it. I had a look of complete horror in my face, well; I think I did, because I passed out shortly after. Oh, no, I didn’t pass out because of the news, I was sick at the time, and the thought of Dougie Henderson living in my house and touching all of my stuff made me even sicker.

To put it lightly, I think that Dougie Henderson sucks monkey balls.

Don’t tell my mom I said that because if I did, she would probably ground me for two months without my IPod, my laptop, and my cell phone. And that would make all of this suck even more.

“Rikki Haynes, don’t glare at me like that, Ted and Dougie are moving in and that’s that.” My mom said to me as I sat on the couch, yes, glaring at her. I still don’t understand how she didn’t get how this was going to destroy my life. I had already heard from my best friends at school, Mattie and Hailey that lots of girls are jealous that Dougie would be living in my house for, like, the rest of my life. The fact that we’re going to be in senior year together was going to make it even more complicated. I tried to tell her time and time again that this was going to result in either the death of him or me, but she wouldn’t budge.

But hey, who am I to stop true love?

I’m a bitch, and I’m going to try and stop it at all costs.

“But mom, I understand that you and Ted want to live together, but can’t Dougie live in a hotel or something?” I asked as I followed her into the kitchen. My Maltese, Rugby, padded after me, licking my ankles. I bent down and pet him on the head before looking up at mom with raised eyebrows. “Better yet, why don’t I move in the hotel?”

“Do you have enough money for a hotel room?” Mom asked in reply, knowing full well that I don’t.

“Well, no,” I admitted, but refused to back down. “I’ll perform for money. I’ll act like an idiot; I don’t care as long as I don’t have to live in the same house as…as…him.” I hated him so much I couldn’t even say his name. It’s going to seriously kill me knowing that I’m going to be his step-sister.

Maybe I can kill him before he kills me I thought to myself as a small smirk slid onto my face. It faded instantly when I knew that it wouldn’t help matters at all and that there was nothing that I could do about it.

For the next hour, I tried to hide out in my room, watching music videos and stuff on my laptop as mom pranced around the house, cleaning everything in sight. There were a few times where she dragged me out of my room to help her move some things, but other than that she left me alone. She knew that I had to be left alone when something didn’t go my way, especially since I could easily say something that I didn’t mean and then feel pissed off for the rest of the day.

I looked up when I heard the slam of a car door. Hoping against hope, I pushed back my computer chair and walked over to the window. Pulling the curtains aside, I looked down in the driveway and saw Ted and Dougie getting out of the car and stretching from their 3 hour drive.

“Shit” I muttered to myself and pulled the curtain back into its place. “Shit. Shit. Shit. This can’t be happening.”

When I heard the doorbell ring, mom’s excited footsteps running towards the front door, and voices shortly after that, I knew that it was happening. It wouldn’t be long until I heard-

“Rikki, come down and see everybody!”

Speak of the devil.

“Coming!” I shouted back. As I started to walk out of my bedroom, I suddenly had an epiphany. Who said that I had to dress up to greet my new father and brother? Smirking to myself, I walked over to my closet and pulled out my rattiest clothes.

My Iverson basketball jersey and baggy jeans that had huge holes in the knees. I quickly pulled them on and started down the stairs before my mom could shout again.

“Rikki-“Mom shouted in my face but stopped when she realized that I had come downstairs. “Sorry honey, well, say hello to Ted and Dougie.” She said and grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face the two people I wish I didn’t have to see.

“Hi” I said tonelessly. Ted Henderson is really handsome, I’ll give him that. He has brown hair that falls over his forehead, and kind green eyes that crinkled in the corner when he smiled. I ignored Dougie the 

best I could, but it seemed like he was staring at me. I quickly looked at him and he caught my eyes, gave a scowl, and looked away.

I sneered in reply.

Dick.

“Rikki, it’s been a while!” Ted said in what I suppose he thought was a cheerful tone, but sounded like a bold faced lie to me. He held out his arms for a hug, but I took a step back, not used to sharing intimate moments with him. He dropped his arms to his sides, the smile not leaving his face. “You’re looking like Marie every day, you two could be sisters.” Mom giggled like a school girl, I rolled my eyes, and I heard Dougie mutter something that had the words kiss up and fuck in it.

I probably didn’t want to know.

Mom and I shared our black hair, but she had hers cut short and I had mine down to my mid back with red streaks in it. I’m contemplating whether or not to dye my whole head red, but then again, I think it would be really weird. We also share our blue eyes, but mine are so dark that they look black. I hated that about me. That and the fact that I was missing my tooth that was in between my canine and my front tooth. That’s why I never really smiled with my teeth; I’m always subconscious about the gap in my teeth.

“Thanks…Ted.” I muttered and scratched my forehead. Mom cleared her throat and nudged my back. “Hi Dougie.”

“Hn” Dougie grunted in reply and used his shoulder to brush his hair out of his blue-green eyes.

A grunt.

Jeez, he could have at least said ‘hi’ or done something other than a grunt.

“Is lunch ready?” I asked, turning to my mom.

“Yes, it is.” Mom replied and then reached out a hand towards Ted. “Why don’t you help Dougie get unpacked while Ted and I set the table.”

I had a disgusted look on my face as I turned to go up the stairs. Dougie’s face mirrored mine and I knew that we both knew that the only reason my mom had said that was so she and Ted could make out.

Again.

Ugh, old people getting their Mac on, it’s so disgusting.

“You’re room’s up here.” I muttered and started up the stairs, not bothering to pick up one of his boxes that were by the stairs. I led him into the guest room that we turned into his bedroom, complete with his own bathroom. Probably because mom was afraid that he would freak out if he saw my tampons under the bathroom sink.

Hm, that gives me an idea.

“HELLO?” Dougie practically shouted, jerking me out of my thoughts. Apparently he had been calling my name for a while because he was glaring at me in annoyance.

“WHAT?” I shouted back.

“God, get out of my way!” Dougie snapped and pushed me aside to get to his closet. I lost my balance and fell into the window sill, slamming my elbow against it. I cried out in pain and Dougie turned his head and smirked at me. “You’re not going to cry are you?”

“No way” I growled back as I got to my feet, rubbing my elbow that was throbbing painfully.

“Yes you are, you’re going to cry.” Dougie said and stuck a finger in my face. “You’re such a girl!”

“Shut up!” I snapped, shoving him in the chest, glaring as he started to laugh at my attempt to hurt him. He started to laugh harder and I let out a cry of frustration.

“Go ahead and cry, no one’s going to judge you about it.” Dougie said and crossed his arms over his chest. “Except for me. I’ll totally judge you, especially after everybody at school hears about it.”

“You’re a dick, you know that right?” I asked, glaring at him and crossing my arms over my chest.

He gave me a small smile and a wink. “And proud of it, sweetie.”

That only made me hate him even more.

And there was nothing that I wouldn’t do to try and put him in his place.

So what did you guys think? Constructive criticism is welcome.