Page 26 of Tainted Love
So much fucking blood.
Jas’s face scrunched in pain.
“Stay with me, Black Rose … God, please don’t leave me.”
But she’s gone, and I promised myself I would never feel that way for anyone else again. But there’s something about Bea which has my head completely messed up.
I stalk over to my guitar, ignoring my painfully hard cock, and slip the strap over my head. Switching on the amp, I strum a few chords. I try to block out the thought of my stepsister spread out on the kitchen bench, the way her weeping pussy glistened for me. The melodic whimpers falling from her kissable lips. Fuck!
I close my eyes and let my fingers move over the strings. The pain of losing the first girl I’d ever given my heart to bleeds out in the haunting and raw melody. Words circle in my head mixing through the ebb and flow of the music. I let the song form naturally, playing with the chords and humming along until it all falls into place.
Remember the way I held you,
Remember the way it always felt.
Lazy days flowed into crazy nights,
And I can’t believe I got to call you mine.
But fate had its way of pulling us apart, baby girl,
And now I’m left here all alone.
Wishing for you baby, hoping for you baby,
but you never pick up the phone.
Needing to get the words down before they slip through my fingers, I grab a pen and scribble them into my tattered song writing book. Oli bought it for me for our twenty-first birthday. As if I’ve summoned her, my phone rings and I pull it out to find Oli’s face lighting up my screen.
I bracemyself for the worst as I accept her call. “What’s wrong?”
Oli’s easy-going chuckle greets me through the speaker. “Can’t I just call to say hello to my favourite brother without there being something wrong?”
I scoff, as I tap my pen on my notebook. “Hardly. You haven’t rung me since you left nearly six months ago. And you only answer my calls when I threaten you. What do you need, Oli?”
She sighs. “I don’t need anything, honestly Eli. I just … I missed you is all.”
“You can always come home if you miss me that much.”
There’s a pause on the other end of the phone, and she sniffs before saying so softly, I barely even hear her, “I can’t come home … Not yet.”
“Where are you?”
There’s another pause. “If I tell you where I am, you’ll just show up here and try to force me back home.”
“You’re being ridiculous, Oli. If Troy did something to you, come home and I’ll take care of it.”
“I need some more time.”
“Why?” I snap, unable to hold back my anger. “What’s going on? You don’t keep secrets from me. Tell me what the fuck happened. What made you run away? I want to help you, Oli. It’s always been us against the world. Let me help you.”
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have?—”
“Wait—” But I’m too late, she’s already hung up. I scream a curse at the soundproof room. Something is going on with my twin sister, and I’m determined to find out what the fuck she is hiding.
I PULL UP out the front of Asher’s place forty-five minutes later, and my anger hasn’t curbed one bit. After I kept trying to call Oli back, she finally switched off her phone. Stomping up to my bass player’s front door, I pound on it. Troy’s car is in the driveway, so I know the fucker is here. It’s about time I get some answers about what the fuck is going on with my sister.
Asher’s brows shoot up when he opens the door. “Eli, what’s?—”
