RFP: This took a while to write, and it was not easy. Due to increase workload, I'm putting the story up early. Enjoy.
Ben woke up much as he did everyday; he stretched, yawned, and then slid out of bed. However today was completely different, when he woke up he noticed a warm body next to his, and even though his brain wasn't working at full capacity, he could tell from the blonde locks that it was Ellie next to him.
He gulped, Ellie was in bed with him and they had shared the night together. Ben shook his head, it wasn't a big deal, he thought, they had shared a bed before. Old news in Ben's mind, or it would have been if not for the realization that there wasn't a stitch of clothing separating the two.
Ben's eyes snapped open, completely and fully awake. 'Please God, please tell me this didn't happen.' He pleaded and prayed in his head as he lifted the comforter to see than Ellie was indeed naked, as was he, and she was happily asleep. 'Maybe we didn't have sex, maybe it was just-'
'Ben, fuck me!' Memories of last night flooded his head, it was as if he was watching a movie of himself in his mind's eye, he saw and heard everything. Of course, any normal guy would be thrilled to have slept with a girl like Ellie, but not Ben. He felt wrong and dirty, but most of all he felt horrible for his sleeping partner.
"Did I rape her?" The words came softly out of his mouth before he could realize the weight they held. 'Shit, did I? I mean, we both were drunk. I need to figure this out.' He slid gently out of Ellie's grasp and went to his dresser. He quickly slid on a pair of nylon shorts and surveyed the room around him. There was a variety of clothes lying on the floor that wasn't there before, and the room smelled odd, like there was a heavy musk in the air.
Ben opened a window and looked into the yard below. 'No cars,' he thought, 'guess they all left.' He wandered back to his bed and sat with his back against the headboard. Ben looked once more at the girl next to him. "I hope you don't kill me for this one."
Ellie had been having a pleasant sleep, dreamless and deep, until her subconscious told her that someone was waking her. She opened her eyes and woke up to a room not her own, but she knew exactly who owned it. She looked at Ben, "Morning, what's up?" Her usual perky demeanor quickly died when she saw the solemn look on her best friend's face.
"Ben, what's wrong," she asked, worried.
He sighed; he didn't know how to say it. "Take a peek under the covers."
Ellie did as he asked, and saw herself naked below it. "EEP," she squeaked and burrowed into the covers, which was a bad idea. "Ow, fuck my pussy hurts. Since I can't exactly walk right now, get me a shirt and some shorts Ben."
He would have laughed if it had been another situation, but it wasn't, so he complied and got her a shirt and some boxers of his. He walked back and tossed them on the bed, only to see a blonde mop of hair and an arm snatch them away before burying back into the covers. She quickly immerged in her impromptu attire.
"So, what's got you so down Ben?"
He gulped, terrified of how to put it. "We were both drunk Ellie, and we got carried away."
She smiled softly at Ben, always the gentleman. "So just because we had a lot to drink makes you think sleeping with me was wrong?"
"Yeah, pretty much. I mean, we weren't thinking clearly. And I took-I mean I was your first." Guilt just seemed to like to pour over Ben. By the time he finished speaking he felt sick enough with himself to puke.
"You're looking at this the wrong way Ben. You are acting as if having sex with you wasn't something I already wanted." She kept her soft smile up, never faltering with a word.
To say Ben was dumbstruck was an understatement. He knew Ellie liked flirting with him, but sex? It just didn't seem possible. This is why, with Ellie's last sentence, the poor teenager felt like he'd been hit with a tube sock of doorknobs. "Wait, you wanted it?"
"Don't act so surprised. I gave you a lap dance at Victoria's Secret; I had you sleep in my bed with me. Honestly, when you first pulled my towel off I could have jumped you on the spot."
He was at a loss of words from her boldness, nevertheless managed to pop out a few words. "But we were a family then, we were siblings!"
Her eyes became slightly misty as her emotions started taking control. "I don't care! I mean, at first you were my friend and family, but eventually that changed because we aren't related, and I knew it wasn't wrong what I felt." She sniffled and bit and wiped her eyes.
"When did it start?" He was genuinely curious about how she had come to want him.
"Remember our parents' wedding reception?" Ben nodded to himself, how could he forget?
Ellie walked around the dance floor, her small white dress flowing with her movements. She was scanning the area, looking for someone to dance with. She huffed. Here she was a perfect 17 year old girl, and the only guys around and available look like she could be their daughter, or older sister.
'Everyone is either too old or too young!' Her eyes wandered over to some guy with brown hair. His face was turned away, but she eyed him up. He looked young and the well-tailored suit. She didn't understand why she hadn't noticed him; he was the only guy in a white suit.
"Elizabeth," her mom came popping out of nowhere, waiving Ellie to her, "have you seen Ben around?"
"No, it's a sea of black out there; you might as well call him on the speakers."
"No problem dear, he's the only one wearing white. Apparently he didn't want to conform to everyone else."
She kept the bit of shock from eyeing up her brother in check. "So what do you want me to do?"
"Just be a normal kid with him, he does not really like the situation, and you guys only met a few times. Go get to know him."
Ellie sighed and walked over to the guy in white, aka her new brother, to fulfill her mother's wishes. She was happy that she had a family, happier than anything else in her life, but her new brother looked a bit distant.
"Hiya," she chirped, "what's up bro?" She almost laughed at the sight of the grumpy boy in front of her. He was frowning with a serious look on his face.
"What is it Elizabeth?"
"Dance with me. You're over here staring into space, that's no way to spend a wedding."
"No chance," he said bluntly.
'Guess I'll have to break out the big guns.' She folded her hands together and gave a small pout. She met his eyes and used the most innocent voice she could. "Please Ben; I want to get to know you. We are going to be family."
"Christ, that is some pout you have there." He stood thinking for a few seconds, watching her look impatiently at him. "What the hell, let's go."
She chirped in happiness and practically dragged him onto the dance floor. "Do you know any dances?"
"Just grinding and another thing, and neither of them are ever going to happen."
She put on a mock hurt face. "Aw, am I not attractive. Or are you afraid that my ass will turn you on."
"Well aren't you funny. Remind me again why I'm doing this?"
"Cause I'm going to make an idiot out of you and your grumpy attitude. I bet you can't dance at all."
Ben stiffened up, and glared challengingly at his sister. "Is that a bet?"
"Maybe, what do I get when I win."
"Well, IF you win, you can decide. WHEN I win, you have to jump in the pool."
She smirked, "Same goes for you. Now name the dance."
"Swing."
"Her eyes lit up, you're in trouble now."
The DJ put on fast jazz, and the two went at it. Ben started it off with a 3-step, then twirled her quickly into him. He bent back, dipping her with him, then spun her free. She twirled around him, then twirled him outwards, then brought him back. They kept up a similar routine for several minutes, before the music began to get to the final set.
"Not bad, for an amateur. You haven't messed up yet," she grinned. Her face was glowing from happiness and exertion.
"Likewise, try not to choke in the end."
The music sped up for the last 30 seconds. Ben quickly did a few steps backwards, and extended Ellie out as far as she could. She leaned back as far as she could, probably giving half the onlookers a great view of her chest, but she didn't care, she was having too much fun. She was jerked upwards and spun into Ben. Their faces, both a mix of happy and determined, were only inches apart. It lasted only half a second as Ben dipped her practically to the floor. She was brought up and outward spun one last time. When she was brought in, an extra spin brought her back to his chest and he leaned back.
The music stopped and they looked around, panting, at the applauding crowd. Their parents were there laughing and smiling at them. They looked at each other.
"Nice dance Eliz-actually I'm going to call you Ellie. How's that sound?"
"I like it. But, neither of us won our bet."
Ben gave a very evil look, then that means we both lost." With that he took off his coat, tossed it on a chair, and then rounded on Ellie. "Time for a dip, sis." He picked her up bridal style and ran full force through the crowd.
Ellie saw the pool rapidly approaching, and started to protest. "Don't you dare, I thought that was a joke. This dress will need to be washed like 5 times if you do this."
He kept sprinting to the pool, jumped on the diving board, and with one massive jump, sprung the two high in the air.
A mix of the two of them laughing was heard, just before everyone saw a giant wave of water come from the pool.
Ellie was underwater, dress flowing around her, looking at Ben laughing. She gave him a confused look and mouthed a "What" to him.
Ben kept laughing in the water and pointed in between her legs.
She looked down to she that her dress had floated a bit, and Ben had a great view of the thong she was wearing. Ellie screamed underwater and frantically pulled her dress down, covering herself. She and Ben swam to the surface.
"I'm going to kill you Ben!"
He quickly got out of the pool and ran away, Ellie hot on his heels. "Tell that to my ex-girlfriend, she's in line before you!" He kept laughing as he bolted inside to change and to hide from Ellie.
Ben kept laughing at the end of the story, to which Ellie didn't seem too thrilled. "It wasn't funny Ben!"
"Of course it was! You got what you deserved after all that gloating about your ass."
Ellie huffed a bit, "Shut up. Besides, from last night you didn't seem to have a problem with my ass."
Ben shivered a little bit, still unsure about how to deal with it. "So, what do we call last night? A mistake or what?"
Ellie looked a little hurt. "Ben, it wasn't a mistake. Last night I told you I loved you and that I'm in love with you. That is the truth."
"It feels odd saying it Ellie, but I love you too."
She was teary-eyed once more from hearing that, and brought her lips to his in a gentle kiss. "I'm glad, cause after having that thing in me I'm sore enough that if it wasn't for love, I'd kick your ass."
Ben pulled her on top of him, and even though she gave a small growl of pain, she rested her head comfortably on his chest. "Though, we aren't having sex again for a while you know, at least until you get better."
"Sounds good, and I think I can make due with this." She kissed him passionately and slid her tongue in his mouth, giving him a soul-searching kiss. After a minute or so, the make-out session was brought to a halt by the need for oxygen.
"I can get used to that, but there is something I need to take care of first."
"What would that be," she asked, puzzled.
"Will you go out with me?" Ben looked hopefully to Ellie, who looked shocked.
She shook her head violently. "Sorry, I was a bit surprised, that's all. Of course I'll go out with you." She pecked him on his cheek.
"We are going to have to break it to your mom and my dad sometime. I think I will tell my dad. He's not the nicest of guys about you."
"Why don't we tell my mom today?"
Ben contemplated the situation a bit, and slowly nodded. "Ok, but its noon and I need a shower and some food."
"I definitely need to do the same. I swear, if you keep coming that much, you're wearing a condom," she giggled.
"Whatever, you know you liked it. Anyway, it's shower time."
Ben got up and walked into his bathroom. He made short work of his shorts and made his way to the shower. He turned the water on and stepped into the shower. The hot water was like heaven against his skin, and he slowly took a deep breath. His world was slowly becoming blank and he was completely relaxed.
That is, until his blue-eyed girlfriend opened the shower door, completely naked.
"What the hell are you doing," Ben asked. In reality, he didn't mind it in the least that Ellie was there, but he was surprised.
"Well I need to shower to, and it's not like it's not anything you haven't seen before." This was true, but as gorgeous as she looked last night, in Ben's opinion she looked 5 times better.
"Fine, but nothing funny alright."
She gave her famous innocent look. "Who me? I won't do anything bad, I'll be a very good girl."
Hearing her voice like that made Ben's insides squirm slightly, and began to give him a bit more excitement than he wanted at the moment. "Hand me soap."
Ellie grabbed the soap but chose not to hand it over. "Turn around; I'll get your back."
He gulped and silently turned around; knowing that protesting would just be a waste of breath. He shivered as he felt the bar glide over his back. This got Ben going, bringing his threatening erection to full mast. Ben tried everything he could think of, he tried sports statistics, thinking of ugly women, but to no avail.
"All done," she purred, "now turn around."
'Damn it all. Fuck it; if she wants to play this game, then I'll play back.' He turned around and stared challengingly into her eyes, daring her on.
When he turned around, first thing she noticed was something large and hard pushed against her stomach. She blushed heavily once she realized what it was.
"What's wrong Ellie, I thought you were getting my front," he smirked.
She washed his chest, moving herself close to him. Her lips were only inches away from his as she finished washing his abs. She put the bar of soap back on the shelf.
Ben grinned wickedly, "You missed a spot, love."
She bit her lip gently, and then kissed him. She leaned up and whispered in his ear. "Don't worry, I have it covered."
Ellie grinned and kissed his lips, thrusting her tongue in and fighting it with his. She pushed him against the wall and kissed and bit his neck savagely. She started to bend he knees and gave his chest a few butterfly kisses before making her way down his abs. She knelt down; face level with Ben's waist.
"Don't Ellie," he said shakily, "you don't have to."
She gave the tip of his member a small lick, and much to her satisfaction, heard a small groan from her boyfriend and lover. "Oh, but I want to."
Ellie took him in her mouth slowly, wrapping her tongue around the shaft as it entered her mouth. Her right hand reached up and began stroking the part of him that she couldn't accommodate. She bobbed her head, working her lover faster as time went on. She pulled out and gave his entirety a long lick, before curling her hand around it and pumping.
Ben was shivering and squirming under her touch. Everything she did felt like it was bliss, and he was doing everything he could from taking her right there.
"So, enjoying yourself so far Ben," she questioned with a smirk.
Ben tried to keep his panting to a minimum, but found it to be impossible. "Ellie if you keep this up, I'm not going to last long."
"That's the point love, and then you get to treat me." She took him again in her mouth, licking and sucking him. Her hand was again stroking him. Ellie could feel him quivering, and knew he was getting close. 'Guess I have to bring out the naughty side.'
She brought her mouth out slowly and continued pumping him. She looked at him lustfully, "Come on Ben, come for me. I know you want to come with your cock in my mouth."
Ben couldn't take it anymore; he grabbed Ellie's head and shoved into her, thrusting in and out just as fast as her tongue was working him. He stiffened up and started going harder.
Ellie took his hands off her head and began stroking. "Come for me Ben, fill my mouth. I want your cock so badly."
She felt his member pulse under her and put him as far in her mouth as she could handle. Ellie heard Ben moan loudly and felt him come into her mouth. She tried swallowing as much as she could, but some leaked out and fell onto her breasts.
"Ellie, that was amazing," he said, breathless.
Ellie looked at him like the cat that got the canary. She opened her mouth and rinsed in with water from the shower. "By the way, that doesn't exactly taste great. So don't expect that every time."
She got up and kissed her lover. "Time for you to give me some fun."
Ben smiled and kissed her deeply while turning her so she was against the wall. "Anything for you, angel."
He kissed her jaw line as she lifted her head up; exposing her neck to the attention she wanted. Ben kissed her neck gently, occasionally nipping at a part of it, and licking. He brought his hands down to her breasts. Ben grabbed each of them roughly, massaging them hard and pinching her hard nipples occasionally. Ellie's loud moans were stopped by Ben's tongue being forced into her mouth. She fought her tongue with his, but her brain was only working enough to take what he was doing to her, not give back. His skillful playing of her breasts was getting her turned on greatly and her mind closed itself off to everything but her pleasure.
Ben let his right hand leave her breast and slowly trace her stomach and down to her waist. He trailed his fingers around her waist and down to the shaven area below. Ben slid his hand further down and placed a finger on the small nub between her legs. Ellie's loud moans told him he was doing something correct, so he moved faster.
She could feel a small flicker of her impending orgasm show, "Ben, keep going!"
Ben nodded and slowly dropped to his knees. He spread her legs just enough, and replaced the finger that had been on her most sensitive spot with his tongue. Ellie's reaction was instant as she arched her back and pushed herself harder against Ben's mouth. He moved his tongue to her swollen lips and slowly slid his tongue in.
A slight twinge of pain shot through Ellie, but that pain just intensified the sensations his tongue was giving her. She felt it enter her and slide around her insides, bring her orgasm to her limit.
"I'm c-coming….BEN!" She shouted his name as her legs gave way. She felt Ben hold her up and keep licking as her body shook with her orgasm. She kept shaking and shivering, but Ben didn't let it stop. He kept her writhing in pleasure for a good half a minute before he let up, letting her body erupt in pleasure.
Ben watched her slump down on the floor of his shower and rested her head on his shoulder. "Feeling alright?" He could see her flushed face smile at him.
"I'm just fine, but God are you good at that!"
"I guess we should really finish showering though," he said
"Yep, then it's off to my house! I'm sure I can get my mom to make us something." With that decided, they finished their shower with what peace they could. Naturally this took about twice as long as it should, thanks to Ben and Ellie's inability to stop making out.
Ellie slid on her clothes from the previous night, while Ben opted for a hoodie and some shorts.
As they walked to Ben's car, Ellie felt a tug on her shoulder. Ben handed her the car keys. "Here, you drive; you have a license for a reason."
Ben had a philosophy in life, and that was to try to be nice and caring to most people who crossed his path. This was why he let Ellie drive. This is also why he usually has to learn things the hard way.
"YOU ALMOST HIT THAT CAR!" Ben was yelling at her while he held onto the dash for dear life.
"I know it was a car, big deal. It shouldn't have been there," she said simply.
"IT WAS A PARKED CAR!"
Ellie took her eyes off the road and looked out her window. "Ooh, look a cat!"
"WATCH THE ROAD! I DON'T WANT TO DIE!"
The tiny silver car was more like a silver bullet, the way it was speeding through the hills around her house. Of course, Ellie had very little idea that she had probably taken a year off of Ben's life from a simple drive. She just thought he was overreacting.
Ben had seen his life flash before his eyes enough times that he could recall his entire kindergarten class. By the time they got to Ellie's house and stopped, he was borderline sucking his thumb. He realized that some form of higher power must exist, because he was in one piece.
Ellie bounded in the door and yelled through the house. "MOM?" She ran upstairs and to her room. "I'm getting changed Ben, stay there for a minute."
Ben waited patiently as he plopped himself down on a chair. "This is going to be troublesome."
"What is?" Ben jerked his head around to see Liz in the kitchen making some sandwiches.
"Oh nothing," he said quickly, "just talking to myself, you know."
"Just don't answer yourself, or I might have to worry about you," Liz laughed to herself.
Ben sat there, biding his time and silently hoping for Ellie to change faster. 'This is going to suck so much. Damn it, of all people, why Ellie?' He knew the answer before he finished. It was because she was gorgeous, smart, funny, inquisitive, and every other thing that he wanted in a girl.
"So what brings you here Ben?"
He steadied his nerves, which were quickly going haywire. "Oh, um I just dropped Ellie off. I hadn't eaten so she asked if I wanted something."
Liz looked knowingly at the young man in front of her, "Ok then." She placed a plate of chips and a sandwich in front of him, along with some iced tea. "Eat up, after the fun you had last night you need some food."
Ben choked on a bit of food and started coughing. "What? I didn't do anything!"
"Relax Ben," she laughed, "I meant the party."
"Oh, I see."
"What did you think I was talking about," she asked.
"Nothing, I just heard wrong."
"Ben, you're a horrible liar." Liz studied the young man's face, trying to discern what it was that he was hiding. 'Did something bad happen? He didn't do anything wrong did he?' She put it out of her mind; this was Ben Klein she was talking about. He wasn't some everyday teenager. He was kind, considerate, and thoughtful.
Ellie had finished putting on a skirt and a shirt, and walked downstairs. She hit the landing to see that her mother was already questioning Ben. She loved her, but sometimes the way she could interrogate someone was downright scary.
"Mom, before you start laying into him, let me join the conversation." Ellie sat herself down on the loveseat, and motion to Ben to sit next to her. He did.
"I'm not going to say anything to you two, but I want to know what's going on. You have been spending a lot of time together, and Ben you slept in Ellie's bed one night." The pair looked shocked at this; they thought that little event had gone unnoticed.
"As I was saying, I am not blind. But, I'm not angry or anything. You both are almost 18; I'm allowing you to take responsibility for you actions. So fill in the blanks, Ben start."
He could feel a tiny bead of sweat threatening to fall on the top of his forehead. Ben had never been good at the serious conversations, and now he was having the most serious one of them. He steeled his resolve and prayed everything would work alright. "Well, it started like this. You and Dad got divorced, and Ellie and I were right in the middle of it. We couldn't do anything, we both felt helpless. Most of all, we didn't want to break up the family we had."
"So, you're saying that you two became closer and spent more time together because you felt that you'd lose each other?"
"I suppose that's a better way of putting it," chimed in Ellie.
"Hey, I'm the one telling the story. Anyway, we spent more time together, and that feeling of closeness just got stronger. Ellie started having more fun, and you know her definition of fun usually is tragic to a guy."
Liz broke out in laughter, "It seems you take after me, my dear. So what exactly did you do to the poor boy?"
"I, um, sort of tried on stuff from the mall and modeled for him," she said plainly.
"And by 'from the mall' she means Victoria's Secret."
"Ok, keep going," she demanded politely.
"Well," Ellie started, "I kind of gave him a lap dance in a bra."
Liz sighted heavily, "Really, you shouldn't do those kinds of things in public, even if it's a dressing room. But we are digressing, what I want to know is if you intend on having a relationship."
The both blushed heavily and found their feet extremely interesting. Ben looked up first and nodded. "Yes, we do. I love your daughter."
Ellie heard this and softly squeezed his hand, "And I love him. We're happy, even if we were once family."
She looked at the young couple with heavy eyes. She knew that, as is, they would be fine. But if word got out that they had been family, they would be in trouble. Even if they weren't related, Liz had seen what the worst in human personality could do. "I wish you two all the luck in the world. You do know how difficult life will get if people find out about our pasts. And I wish you all the luck in telling Ben's father."
'Fuck!' Ben had completely forgotten about the other half. "What should we do, tell him or keep it hidden."
"You're going to want to tell him. After I found him cheating, I had my own little fling. I always feared that there would have been worse than a divorce if he found out on his own."
The pair was shocked. The reason for their family breaking apart was because Ben's father had an affair. "I'll be careful Liz." He turned to Ellie and looked at her seriously. "I'm telling him alone."
"You can't, we are in this together! This looks tough, and I will be there for you," Ellie finished with her arms folded, looking resolute.
"No. I never said this but I hit my dad once. He was drunk and he said things. I couldn't control myself. I fully expect this might come to blows, considering he drinks from the moment he gets home."
"Ben," Liz said soothingly, "I won't allow you to do this alone. I will drive Ellie over tonight, and I will wait outside in case something happens."
"I'm not going to be able to convince either of you otherwise, am I," he asked, grinning.
"Nope! And that's why you love me." Ellie planted a small kiss on his lips.
Ben stood up and pulled his car keys out, "We are going to do this now, before he can drink too much. He should be back from his trip now. Let's do this."
Now, Jeff Klein was not having a great day. His trip was cut short, meaning no time to relax. To remedy that, he had downed a great many of those little bottles of liquor the airplanes sell. He was now in a good, spinning, drunken haze. The chauffer was waiting for him at luggage claim, and took care of his bags. This was a blessing, considering Jeff didn't have the coordination to carry anything heavier than the laptop bag he had.
He once more helped himself to the liquor in the limo, and by the time he was home, Jeff felt about ready to go to bed and pass out, even though it was only 2.
"Stupid whore, she ran off to another guy. Maybe if she would have fucked a bit more, she'd be at home waiting." Jeff's mind couldn't grasp that it was his fault, that if he hadn't cheated then Liz wouldn't have run to a coworker for support.
However, it was much to his surprise that he came home to see his son and his "ex-wife's whore" sitting on a couch waiting for him.
"Hey dad, how was your trip?" Ben knew he had to keep his dad in a good mood, otherwise he was in trouble.
"It was great until I saw what was sitting next to you." He stumbled into a chair after fixing himself another drink.
Ben could feel a small bit of anger rise. Referring to Ellie as an object was not something anyone should do, let alone in front of him.
"Ellie," he said her name with a bit of force, "is here because we need to have to talk to you about something important."
"If this is an intervention then you can give up now, better people have tried."
"Mr. Klein it's not an intervention-"
"I don't remember ever addressing you. You should remember your place."
Ben definitely felt that same urge to fight his father again. He wished that drunken mouth wouldn't open again, and that he could have the smiling man that was his father back. "Her place is next to me."
Jeff barked in drunken laughter, "Always playing the older brother to some piece of ass."
"Ellie is not a piece of ass, and I am not playing the older brother. I'm playing the boyfriend."
Jeff's wasted mind took a second to comprehend his son's words, but eventually it got there. His voice went from a happy drunken smile to a heavy, almost threatening, scowl. "I think I heard you wrong, boy. I could have sworn you said you were her boyfriend."
"That's because you did. She's my girlfriend, and I love her. We came to tell you and get your support."
Jeff stood up and threw his glass against the wall, shattering it. "You will have nothing to do with that whore! Her mother did the same with men, she's learned from that bitch. You've just been suckered in, come over here, it'll be alright."
"I would never do anything like that to Ben, how can you say that?" Ellie let the tears in her eyes fall, and hid behind Ben, who had stood up to meet his father.
"Quiet whore, before I have to show you what a whore really is!" Jeff had a maniac look in his eye, and seemed to have lost any grasp of reality.
"What the fuck does that mean?" If looks could kill, his father would still be alive. Not for lack of trying, but death seemed trivial in comparison to the look he was giving.
"I'm saying maybe that slut hiding behind you can't get enough of the Klein men. It's been a while since I've had a bitch with tits and an ass like hers."
"We're leaving. I'll be back later to grab clothes and probably my guitar. I am not staying in this place." Ben was acting the smart one, he wanted to use his fists, but for the sake of Ellie he wouldn't.
"I'm your father, and you aren't going anywhere. And you are certainly not leaving to HER house."
"Stop acting like some crazy drunk! You are not my father. My father was kind and compassionate. I don't even know you."
Jeff's mind officially snapped. "CRAZY DRUNK? I'LL SHOW YOU A CRAZY DRUNK!" He flipped the coffee table in front of them, making Ben pick up Ellie and move out of the way. He started throwing anything in his reach at the couple, which were mainly coasters and harmless items. Ben stood in front of Ellie, guarding her.
"We have to go, you go first Ellie." Ellie ran out the front door, only to hear a heavy glass shatter behind her. She screamed, which caught Liz's attention. She ran out of the car and over to her daughter.
"What on Earth is going on?"
"Ben's dad is fucking insane!" She buried her head in her mother's shoulder and cried heavily.
Unfortunately, Ben could hear her crying, which didn't make him happy. It made him livid, in fact. "Dad, I didn't want to have to do this, but you aren't giving me any choice." Ben glared at the insane cornered animal that was his father.
"So how was having your way with her, boy? Did she moan? Did she call out your name like a good whore?"
"I've had fucking enough of you." He didn't care that it was his dad; this man was going to pay. Ben walked towards his dad, appearing calm. However, his white knuckles betrayed his calm nature.
"You're lucky, there are plenty of times I was thinking of taking that ass for my own. That tight little body of hers could have been mine. It should have been mine!"
Ben saw his drunken counterpart lose what little mind he had, as he charged. Caught by surprise, Ben couldn't react as his father tackled him into a wall. He felt a little trickle of blood falling down his neck, and his vision was blurring.
"God damn you, you aren't a father." He punched the man in his stomach and gained his feet. His father was bent over in front of him.
Jeff scurried to make some distance and reached for the corkscrew in his wine cabinet. He held it like a knife. "I'm the real man of the house. I'll get rid of you and take the women. That bitch will feel great when she's sucking me."
Ben couldn't be angry anymore. He was livid, but the mind-clouding nature was gone. He watched with utter clarity as his father ran at him with a corkscrew. His father was so insane that he wanted his own son dead, hooked on the delusions of his mind. The extended arm with the corkscrew was just in reach.
He hit the threatening arm, and then kneed the unbalanced man in his stomach. When Ben saw his father drop to his knees, he almost felt pity. Fortunately a swift punch to the bastard's face cleared that up.
Ben left the unconscious man and ran upstairs to pack his things. Books, clothes, games, and his guitar were all in tow as he walked downstairs and out his door.
Liz and Ellie looked puzzled as Ben came out with so many things. "I'm sorry, but I'm going to ask if I can stay with you for a long time. I won't stay here."
Ellie's puffy eyes looked at her mother pleadingly. "Please Mom, he's gone through so much."
"Alright, but on one condition: no reckless behavior. This means no unprotected sex. Ellie I know you're on the pill but I want Ben to always use protection. Also, you will have a 1 am curfew. If you have to be out later, you call me. Understood?"
"Yes, Mom."
"Crystal clear."
Ben got comfortable in his new room. He was right across the hall from Ellie, so he could always see her, not to mention that being in a house with women had its advantages. He couldn't do laundry for his life, and was hoping someone could teach him or do it for him. Either way, he could get used to this life.
"Hey Ben, what are you thinking about?" Ellie's interruption snapped him out of his daydream.
"Just thinking about how I got to be living here."
"Well cheer up, tomorrow's Thanksgiving! We get to eat ourselves sick."
Ben laughed hard. "Easy for you to say, you eat anything you want and still have a perfect body."
She blushed profusely. "Well judging by the amount of your body I've seen over the last two months, I'd say we are similar in that regard."
"So a big turkey dinner tomorrow, sounds great."
"Yep, we have turkey, stuffing, gravy, potatoes, and pumpkin pie! Then we get to work it all off the next day."
"What's the next day?" As far as Ben knew, the day after Thanksgiving was for resting and doing nothing else.
"Duh, it's Black Friday! A whole day of shopping."
Ben felt his soul die a little bit. "Aw Christ."
-There is is, and officially a quarter the way done. It's going to be 20 chapters I decided. Then my next project, which I'm developing ideas for. All I need are names for a guy and a girl. Until next week: read, review, or visit my myspace! (Sorry, only give out facebook once I know people better. And although most of my friends are facebooked, I still watch the myspace. Just type in the url and then /thetrueself)