Page 238 of Heart So Hollow

“Say it,” he hisses through clenched teeth.

“I’ll—” she presses her face against his, speaking through gasps, “I’ll never leave you.”

A grin spreads across his face, “Because you’re mine, and I’m yours, and nothing is ever going to change that.”

Oh, come on Evie, he’s a lying snake!

Bowen grabs her waist and propels forward, away from the wall. He rolls onto his knees and throws her down on her back beneath him. Eyes wide, I watch him look over his shoulder at the camera. He glances down at Evie’s hips and then shifts her a couple inches to the right, then splays out her legs, showing me her soaking wet cunt, bright rosy red from all his abuse.

Ah, I roll my eyes, the grand finale...

Bowen leans over Evie and kisses her, but my eyes are watching his right hand, and nothing else. He trails it over her thigh and then reaches for his dick. But he doesn’t start fucking her with it. He grabs around his shaft and starts tugging, rolling the condom until it comes loose, and then ditches it somewhere out of frame.

No, he fucking didn’t.

Bowen rises up, grabs her leg and looks down his shoulder like he’s getting into position. This time, he shoots the camera another depraved smile. I want to reach through the phone and shove my fist through his ass.

“Get ready, E,” he murmurs, “you’re getting it fucking deep this time.”

For Christ’s sake…

Bowen opens her wide and rams his dick inside her, completely bare. I squint my eyes shut as Evie’s muted whimpers and Bowen’s sick grunts assault my eardrums.

As shameful as it is, I have to refrain from whipping out my own dick and beating one out right then and there. I’m so hard right now, and I want to fucking die of embarrassment.

What can I say? The flesh is weak. It’s fucked up.

And that’s the hypocrisy, isn’t it? If it had been anyone else on that video, I’d do it because it goes along with my own penchant for rough sex and revenge-fucking some girl just because her brother pissed me off. I’d do it because, in many ways, Bowen and I are the same.

And I hate it.

But this is different. It’s Evie, and it’s me, and now I want to kill him more than ever.

When Bowen’s done, he pulls out and scoots down on the bed. Then he throws one of Evie’s legs over his shoulder and spreads her wide to show me what he’s done. His cum is dripping back out of her and I bet she can’t feel any of it. He opens his mouth and lets his giant, freakish tongue fall out like a rabid dog and then starts licking it off of her to get rid of the evidence.

In the middle of tongue-fucking her, his eyes shift to the camera and he makes one long sweep from the bottom of her pussy to her clit, shaking his head back and forth as he goes. And when he reaches the top, he looks at the camera and winks.

The video abruptly ends just as there’s a bang on the bathroom door and I almost fall backward into the tub.

“Dude, are you watching porn in my bathroom?” Mason calls through the door.

Were you listening at the door, creep?

“No! Bowen’s fucking with me,” I brush him off, “spamming me with his fucked-up bullshit.”

I flush the toilet and flip on the faucet to make it seem like I was doing something other than watching my sister get fucked by Bowen, and then splash a handful of cold water on my face while I try to get a grip. When I open the door, I flinch when I see Mason standing right on the other side, blocking my path.

“Bowen sent you porn?” he looks excited, “Let’s see it!”

“No, dude, I only clicked on the first one. It’s probably full of malware.”

Mason seems to accept my lie and ambles back to the pool table. I grab a beer from the refrigerator at the wet bar and start pacing back and forth. I can’t decide whether it’s a good or bad thing that I’m drunk. The guys won’t let me leave, even if I try, and I’ll never convince them why I should suddenly go break Bowen’s knees because there’s no way I’m telling anyone about this video.

Instead, I pull it together enough to type out a text of my own.

ME (12:42AM): I’ll deal with you later you sick fuck. Just don’t show this to anyone else. She doesn’t deserve that.

To my utter surprise, he actually responds a few minutes later.

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