Empty words

I got home and to my surprise (and horror?)
I found Carl waiting for me on the couch.

He didn't even give me a chance to talk,he just yanked me into his lap and smashed his lips agains mine,his hands locking in a vice grip around my waist

He pulled away for a second "you like that Curtis kid?" He breathed out,hands tightening

I shook my head,viciously panting "no,only you!"

He buried his face in my neck "always me!" He emphasised and I nodded once again

"Always you,"

"Oh what the fuck is this!" I was so preoccupied with Carl, I didn't even notice my brother walking through the damn door.

Today really was not my day

We both just stared at him like idiots

He rolled his eyes at me "well don't just fucking sit there,get up!" He gestured to my position and I went red

I fumbled to get up and when I did so Tim smiled mockingly at me "good,now take ten steps away,"

I rolled my eyes "Tim-"

"Now."

"Jesus fucking Christ," I grumbled,moving back

Carl then decided to say "Come on man,now your being ridiculous

Tim turned to him slowly "And why don't you take yourself out of my house and jump off a bridge," he smiled

Carl went silent for once and Tim rolled his eyes "I ain't got time for this shit,"

and with that he walked into the kitchen,most likely looking for beer,the beverage that would take his troubles away

Carl took that as a cue to get up and step closer to me, slamming me into a wall,gripping onto my wrists tightly

"why didn't you come after me?" His voice had an accusing tone to it that I didn't like one bit

Fortunately Tim had decided to walk back in "Gods sake I didn't ask ya'll to continue while I was gone," he took a sip of his beer and frowned at something .

He stepped closer to me and grabbed my wrist,glaring at Carl "What the fuck are yall doing?!"

I bit my lip and shot Carl a panicked look. There was no hiding the bruise forming on my wrist and I knew we were screwed

He traced my wrist gentlywith his thumb,frowning at the dark bruises "I asked you a question andrews!"

Carl sputtered and finally he came up with an answer and after he said it I wished I was buried deep deep underground.

"We're into that shit ya know,"

Tim choked on his beer and I sputtered,how the fuck was I gonna get out of this shit?

Tim then took a deep breath and looked up again

"Excuse me ?" He asked in that falsely sweet voice I knew meant nothing but trouble

"Ya know," Carl tried to play it off as if it was nothing but boy was it something "that kinky shit,"

It went dead silent and I wanted to cry of mortification,how the fuck was I ever gonna look Tim in the eye again after this?

He finally took a step back and barked out a laugh "oh fuck me if I let this relationship continue,"

He snapped his head to Carl "do me a favour and get out,"

Carl didn't taken any chances and all but ran to the door

When he was out Tim turned to me tiredly "and you get to bed,"

I nodded and we both made our way upstairs when he suddenly paused "Curls?"

"Yeah?"

He cleared his throat uncomfortably "your not actually into that shit right?" His eyes pleaded at me

I was fucking mortified "No!" I sputtered out

He relaxed slightly "good," he then turned around again and I inwardly groaned

"So why did he say you guys were?" He narrowed his eyes at me "curly,if he's making you-,"

I cut him off before he could finish "he ain't making me do anything!" I snapped "I'm not a fucking kid,I can make my own decisions!"

Tim looked slightly taken back but he quickly regained his composure "you are a kid Curls,"
He rolled his eyes "why are you getting so defensive?"

I took a deep breath and calmed myself down,i didn't want to be having this conversation with anyone let alone my brother!

"We were just trying shit out," I tried to nip this conversation in the bud

Tim frowned "well don't,Your a goddamn child, he's an adult,"
he rolled his eyes at me "you don't need to be trying out shit like that right now,or ever!" He looked disgusted

I rolled my eyes "I can make my own decisions I repeated

He scowled at me and I flattered slightly "curly," he warned

"M'not a kid," I mumbled,just having to have the last word

"Curly!"

"Ok,ok"