My face remained calm, emotionless. I feel like the emotionless expression hurt her more than rage would have. “What Maria?” My voice was tired, a...solutely exhausted. I let the weight on my shoulders weigh me down so hard I wanted to take a nap. “Terry, I’m…” “No you aren’t. I told you I would be here and that I would leave after I saw you one more time. I told you three times this week. Are you telling me that you forgot in your haste to show off your real boyfriend?” “What…? Real boyfriend,. . that's your sister!" I turned off the TV, turning off most of the lights and went up to my room for the night.About ten minutes later there was a knock on my door."Come on in Pril." It was something else ... I am jealous of Olivia, because she has a guy and I don't. Goodnight, sorry I bothered you," she said closing the door.The next morning, after a shower, I met my sister downstairs in the kitchen. She was cooking breakfast, so she had on a T-shirt and panties to protect herself. It was the. I came to live in the area 3 months before. Rekha aunt was a very good lady she helped me for cooking because i m a unmarried person and can not cook for me so she used o cooked for me. I have never any bad intention about her. but one day i came from my classes at 9:30 am but i usually came from class at11:30 am. so i went to rekha aunt’s home to told me to give some tiffin but when i entered to her house the door was not locked inside. I got inside saw that his son was sleeping and her. ” I rocked slightly a few times, letting her adjust before pulling her off by the hair. Chelsea gasped for air, and looked up at me. It wasn’t a smile, but it wasn’t bad either. She was looking for a report card. “Well?” she said.I smiled down at her. “Pretty fucking amazing for your first time.” I stroked her cheek, smudging the tear that trailed down it carrying mascara. “And you look fucking beautiful like that.” Chelsea smiled. If you liked that, then you’ll love this,” she said.