Page 2 of Sinful Enemies

But that was then.

Now, now I would want to get that icicle and stab him straight through the heart with it.

I was so excited after being an only child to have anolderbrother. Thought he would want to hang out, thought we would be cool… but he was more interested in making my life as miserable as he could, and when that wasn’t enough, he fucked my friends for—and I quote—fun.

They hated him, which in turn made them pull away from me and before I knew it, I was a lonely girl in college with no friends, until I found a few that seemed like true friends.

He relished in my loneliness.

But then he got into firefighting, and I was grateful for him to be out of my hair.

I hadn’t seen him since my eighteenth birthday, which as per usual, he made all about him.

What little friends I managed to scoop up whilst at college, he plucked them out one by one and fucked them too. But one cut a little deeper for some reason, my friend Kelly.

My dad had arranged to surprise me with a holiday to New York for me and her and just as he was about to do this big grand gesture by pulling a curtain back with some cute little set he had made, there he was in all his glory… my step-brother Silas, with Kelly, bent over as he fucked her senseless.

She thought he was the one. Little did she know this was his favourite party trick.

He ghosted her, and of course, as always, it was my fault.

Loretta was mortified, kicked him out and my dad was distraught.

And me? I went to New York with my dad and step-mum.

Because he ruined every. Single. Friendship.

He didn’t care.

As long as I was miserable, he was happy.

That’s when he burned the last bridge.

Sittingon the sofa watchingFriends, Loretta walks in and hands me a cup of tea and a plate of biscuits.

I give her a warm smile as she sits next to me, hand on my thigh.

I know her tells.

She is about to tell me something I am not going to like.

“How are you?” she asks sweetly, her eyes fixated on the screen.

“I’m okay, I have an interview Wednesday for a veterinary nurse,” I nod, dipping my biscuit into my tea.

“Only a couple of days then, this is good news, how are you feeling about it?”

I nod as I swallow.

“I feel good, think this might be the one… all those years of studying only to land on my feet and have the floor ripped from beneath me when it goes up in flames,” I sigh, “never understood why they didn’t re-open.”

“Could be a lot of reasons, sweetie.”

I sigh.

“So…”

Here we go.

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