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The Heat After The Ac Died Shorts Drama Drama Pulse
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00:0898 degrees the AC in my room died this morning just gave out I hate this house the way it
00:17is
00:17now anyway I hate the day mom married Kevin and packed him and his quiet 30 another son into my
00:23life two years now every wrong thing under this roof started that day too hot to think
00:35I've kicked off my shorts a tank strap slipping off my shoulder and flopped back on the bed to call
00:43her
00:53mom my AC's broken I'm melting up here her end is all rattling carts and store announcements
01:00I know I know I'm at the store back soon have your brother look at it he's coming home for
01:05lunch
01:05anyway your brother those two words set me off but my brain won't listen it pulls him up before
01:17I can stop it he does HVAC fixes AC lines and pipes all day always slick with sweat last week
01:25in the
01:25kitchen head tipped back chugging ice water his throat working with every swallow a drop running
01:33down his jaw to his collar pine the muscle in his forearm bunching tight as he cranked a valve I
01:39press my thighs together and hate myself the second I do I hate him I really do so what the
01:48hell is this
01:49downstairs the front door clicks open the stairs grown step by step under someone much heavier than me
01:58that's when I remember what I'm wearing I lunge for the shorts on my chair too late the door swings
02:05open
02:06Samir work pants gray tank soaked through and clean every line of his chest and stomach right there
02:13toolbox in hand the hair at his forehead damp in strands I should look away I don't my eyes dragged
02:22down on their own his slick chest his tensed forearms and finally see something you like his voice comes
02:31out rough the corner of his mouth tipping up caught heat shoots all the way to my ears I ripped
02:38the
02:38blanket up over myself who's looking at you don't flatter yourself he doesn't look away the smirk only
02:46deepens his throat moves once the AC he steps in drops the toolbox and looks down at me curled up
02:54small
02:55where is it over there I jerk my chin at the unit in the corner and pull the blanket tighter
03:03he doesn't
03:04move right away first those heavy eyes drag over me then he comes the unit sits high on the wall
03:13above my
03:13headboard my bed right under it the room small and a man his size only makes it smaller he takes
03:22one
03:23look and frowns get down why should I dig my heels in though it sounds hollow the moment it's out
03:30two
03:31years and this is all I know how to do with him bristle jab pushback mom remarried he and Kevin
03:38moved in
03:39and the house stopped being just hers and mine I came home for the summer wanting some quiet and now
03:47I share
03:48even my breathing room with this stranger I can dodge him for an afternoon not for the long line of
03:55summers
03:55after he doesn't argue one knee on the edge of the bed and he stretches up toward the unit I
04:03shrink into the
04:04corner but the bed's only so big as he leans the soaked gray tank brushes my shin heat sweat that
04:11sun
04:11warmed smell of him all of it crashing over me at once his arm works a screw overhead the muscle
04:17bunching
04:17and releasing inches from my face I hold my breath I don't dare move no one's downstairs mom's still at
04:23the store the whole house is quiet just my sun-baked bedroom door shut sealed off from the rest of
04:29the
04:29world the thought sends a hotter prickle up my back up here door closed whatever happens no one below
04:36would know move over he says low his elbow pressing toward me there's nowhere to go his hip is against
04:44my drawn-up knees I'm wedged between him and the wall half of me pressed to his side
04:50I told you I can't get away from you he says glancing down his throat moving goes both ways
04:59he turns it a few times swears says the wiring's fried the whole thing has to come apart the minutes
05:05crawl the room's hot enough to swim in the two of us crammed into this scrap of space neither one
05:10talking my backs to the wall half of me against his sweat damp side the sweat glues us together skin
05:16to
05:16skin impossible to peel apart I should be disgusted I'm not I can feel the muscle in his side tighten
05:23with every turn of the screw that strength soaking through a thin film of sweat into my skin sinking
05:28low in my belly a picture rises before I can stop it if that hand weren't reaching for a screw
05:33overhead
05:34but sliding down my waist instead I kill the thought my face burns I hate him I think of the
05:40wedding day
05:40him standing there cold not even a hello two years ago I swore I'd never go soft for this man
05:46not once and right now my thighs are clamping together on their own the wet heat there is
05:52impossible to hide slick sticky mortifying it's the weather I lie to myself that's all just the heat
06:01irritated I try to shift to find room to breathe my knee moves and by accident grazes the inside of
06:08his thigh his hands stop the whole room goes still Becca his voice drops to gravel it travels straight
06:15down my ear into my spine you'd better not move I don't listen my heart slamming and something hotter
06:22than hate eggs me on I push out again elbow digging into his side on purpose the next second his
06:27free hand
06:27clamps down on my waist a hand big enough to span half of it too strong to fight and it
06:32hauls me back
06:33against him my gasp jams in my throat my back hits his scalding sweat damp chest his heartbeat through
06:39two thin layers of cotton slams into my spine once again
06:47what are you doing I keep my voice down and claw at the arm locked across my waist
06:52it's cast iron it doesn't give I should break free drive an elbow into him call him a creep bolt
06:58downstairs but my body betrays me it sinks into him fitting against every scalding inch of him
07:04I can feel his breathing turn rough his chest rising and falling at my back
07:11he grunts my elbow jabbing his stomach and in the scramble quit it I won't give in and I'm even
07:18more
07:18scared he sees through me so I open my mouth for another jab nothing comes out his free hand lifts
07:24and closes around the front of my throat not hard but sure steady tipping the back of my head into
07:31the hollow of his shoulder every drop of blood in me runs cold then floods back scalding
07:38two years of fighting of cutting each other to the bone and he never once touched me
07:44but now his palm cradles my throat his thumb on the pulse going wild there
07:49and I'm not afraid being held completely in his hand helpless in his grip it turns me to water
07:58I'm in the same hell you are his mouth is at my ear his breath hot and horsey each word
08:03brended in but you are going to hold still his breath fans against the side of my face
08:10no more squirming no more little whimpers making it worse the hand on my throat tightens a fraction
08:16you hear me I try to nod only then does he ease off I guilt for air my heart wild
08:22enough to leap out
08:23of my chest for a long stretch I stay curled against him not daring to move his arm stays locked
08:30around
08:30my waist never once loosening and his thumb against the damp curve of my side moves slow up then down
08:36up then down every drag of it sends a current sliding down to the small of my back
08:41I clamp my thighs tighter and it only makes the want sharper I want more the thought scares me
08:48that's when downstairs the front door clicks open
08:56no no he didn't I call down forcing my voice into its usual annoyance
09:01he's probably off slacking somewhere again a beat of quiet below let me come up and look
09:06at it you can't sit in this heat the staircase creaks taking mom's weight one step my blood
09:12goes to ice I claw at his arm
09:17let go she's coming up let go of me he doesn't worse the hand that's been resting at my waist
09:24slides painfully slow down the line of my hip over my stomach over the dip of my hip bone
09:29lower still until it settles squarely over me through the thin fabric already soaked with sweat
09:33and something else my whole body bows tight a sharp high sound rushes up my throat I bite down
09:38on my lip and swallow it second stare creak he bends his head nose against my scalding ear
09:43and through the soaked fabric his palm grinds down on me not soft not hard once
09:50soaked like this and still lying that no one came up
09:54he breathes low and filthy smear it comes out a plea my voice in pieces please my mom
10:02his thumb presses again dragging a winner out of me before I can swallow it the hand doesn't move from
10:07where it is scared now third step mom's voice is closer
10:10Becca why is the door locked from the inside he looks down at me held completely in his hand
10:16every breath a luxury now his eyes lit with something that makes me dizzy
10:20he leans to my ear word by word
10:24so how about you let your mom see exactly what you look like right now
10:39Becca why is this locked from the inside
10:44his palm is still on me grinding in that slow punishing way that has me shaking all over
10:49his breath brushes my ear answer her I I'm changing I call out my voice in pieces
10:58it's too hot I'm not dressed don't come in mom god this heat hurry up then come down and eat
11:04I got sandwiches and cold pasta salad step by step the stairs let her go soon there's the rustle of
11:11plastic bags the fridge opening and closing the threat ebbs I slump back against him ringed out
11:18gulping air furious and humiliated my eyes burning you're insane you actually would have he doesn't
11:23answer and he doesn't do what I expect doesn't let go and retreat behind the wall we've spent two
11:28years building he just holds me chin on my shoulder silent for a long time long enough that I can
11:34hear
11:34the fridge humming downstairs then he says it low without a trace of his usual sneer I don't want to
11:40let go I go rigid I twist around to look at him two years and I know every cruel thing
11:50he's ever said
11:50to me this wasn't a joke not even close
11:56we stay frozen like that downstairs mom's putting groceries away humming something tuneless
12:03the ac's still dead the heat lying thick on my skin but the heat running through me stopped being the
12:09weather a while ago I've been locked against him too long wound too tight now my lower back and the
12:16tops
12:16of my thighs start to cramp a deep dragging ache like the heaviness before my period I shift in small
12:22movements trying to work it loose don't move he says low but it's not his usual impatience
12:29it's horsey careful something I've never heard from him I shift again can't help it a small noun
12:38escapes both his thumbs have come to rest on the outsides of my thighs kneading slow back and forth
12:45the touch lifts every hair on me but the ache is worse I bite my lip and admit it
12:51my lower back and where my legs meet tense too long it aches I want to stretch but you're pinning
12:59me
12:59I can't move
13:02his hands pause on my legs bring your knees his voice drops lower up onto the bed
13:14I twist around to glare at him red-faced and lost Neil Neil how he pats the narrow space along
13:22his
13:22thighs feet here then taps the mattress in front of me knees here when it hits me what he's asking
13:30my face goes up in flames but the ache is unbearable and somehow I do it his hands settle on
13:35my hips and
13:35guide me forward easing my feet up one at a time knees spreading by the time I catch up I'm
13:40straddling
13:40his lap with my back to him a position so shameful my toes curl lean back he draws me against
13:46his chest
13:49head back on my shoulder my throat's dry and I obey without knowing why the back of my head finds
13:54the
13:54hollow of his shoulder my whole spine rising and falling against his scalding sweat damp chest his hands
14:00lock on my hips and slowly he bears down lifting my lower body arching it back into a deep bow
14:05inch by inch my
14:06whole torso pulls open the ache I've held for so long lets go all at once so good my eyes
14:12well up
14:12a long moan slips out before I can stop it
14:19he curses low behind my ear his nose bearing into the side of my neck dragging once hard his breathing
14:25goes racked his hands press in harder deepening the arch once twice open release each one melts the ache
14:32into something else burning up from the base of my spine we hold it for almost a minute before the
14:39arms carrying me start to shake I'm smaller than him but I'm no slip of a girl holding me up
14:47in midair
14:47like this would wear anyone down I'm better now a lie my face burns he grunts and lowers me back
14:55onto
14:55his lap but his hands don't leave my hips I know exactly what it means still straddling him back
15:00turned and for some reason neither of us moves to fix it two years of fighting and this is the
15:06longest
15:06we've ever sat together without tearing each other apart that alone unsettles me thanks I say it at last
15:13barely a whisper he hums the stubble on his jaw drags across my cheek with it and a fine melting
15:19tingle
15:20races up my spine I know I have to push it down pretend I didn't feel it downstairs mom's still
15:27busy in the kitchen humming off key his long fingers in time with every breath I take slowly tighten on
15:34my hips the heavy ache starts pulsing back I can't help squirming still hurts
15:43sorry he hesitates then his hands come slowly around from my sides to the front of me drop your
15:49back down the rasp in his voice impossible to hide now lift your hips a little
15:57he pushes my tank up and slides both hands into my shorts his squirting thumbs find the two aching
16:03knots at the base of my spine and press in steady grinding down in slow circles my lips tremble
16:09I suck in a breath and a moan I can't hold pills out his thumbs circle leaning in harder grinding
16:15the stiff ache loose inch by inch I clamp down on my tongue downstairs the tap is running mom washing
16:20the produce please god she heard nothing he stills for a few seconds then he knees deeper faster his
16:26hands spreading wider outward downward my hips move with his rhythm on their own his thumbs are too close
16:32enough to turn me to water in that place with every circle of his hands betrays me getting hotter and
16:36hotter
16:37samir his name comes out wrecked soft and clinging pleasure spreads in waves from where his fingers
16:45press melting every ache out of me I bite my lips between my teeth and strangle the next moan in
16:50my
16:50throat terrified they'll hear downstairs below the water surges louder and mom calls up just a few more
16:57minutes drowning out every sound I don't dare make and under that cover his hands the slides one inch
17:04lower his breathing changes too especially the moment he buries his face in the curve of my neck
17:10lips against my skin every hair on my nace stands up my whole spine shivers with that melting tingle
17:14then suddenly pulls his hands out of my shorts a small lost whimper leaks out of me before I can
17:19stop it the next second I want to disappear into the floor oh god he was just being decent for
17:24once
17:24working out a cramp and there I was panting and windering under his hands making those sounds
17:30I must have scared him off this silence stretches my heart still pounding over his hands over the
17:38mouth he'd press to my neck I get ready to pull away ready to say something ugly and that's when
17:44samir's fingers hook the edge of my shorts and tug one inch down his warm mouth grazes my ear
17:51good girl he breathes low and rough lift your hips for me again
17:58good girl lift your hips for me again the words land somewhere deep inside me I squeeze my eyes shut
18:05trying to quiet my racing heart and instead I just obey lifting my hips shaking
18:13downstairs mom's voice suddenly rises
18:20it hits like a bucket of ice water over my head samir goes rigid and I snap awake what am
18:27I doing
18:27my mom just got home she's right downstairs and here I am in my own room straddling my stepbrother
18:33lifting my hips because he told me to shame torches through me I shove his hands off scramble off his
18:38lap
18:39yank my shorts up not daring to look back I'm going down Becca he says behind me I don't stop
18:45but just before I pull the door open I look back at him after all he's on the wrecked bed
18:49chest heaving
18:50hair soaked eyes burning into me not a trace of the usual sneer just something scorching cut off mid-breath
18:56I flee straight down the stairs
19:02I don't taste a single bite of that lunch across from me mom rattles on the store had a sale
19:09the
19:10neighbor's news why is your brother so quiet today I murmur back my whole heart still stuck in that
19:16burning room upstairs Samir sits at the other end eating with his head down silent but I can feel it
19:23every time mom looks away his eyes land on me heavy hot enough that I can barely hold my fork
19:31oh I have to go help your aunt move some things this afternoon she's swamped Becca you rest at home
19:35okay Samir you're home this afternoon if the AC's still not fixed call someone don't let your sister
19:42roast my grip on the fork jumps afternoon house just the two of us my head snaps up right into
19:49his eyes
19:50looking at me past my mother he says nothing just the faintest tip of his mouth aimed at me
19:55and the string in me that just snap pulls tight again humming
20:01the second mom's out the door the house goes so quiet there's nothing left but my own heartbeat
20:09I shut myself in my room back to the door telling myself I'm going nowhere and opening for no one
20:16this morning's madness never happened I hate him I have to remember I hate him but my body won't obey
20:23just remembering the heat of his palm that good girl and my legs start to give again
20:28the stairs crack step by step taking the weight I can't escape the footsteps stop outside my door
20:37open up his voice comes through the wood low rough leaving no room to refuse
20:44no I brace against the door but my voice is laughably thin go away I hate you
20:52a beat of silence outside
20:56Becca his voice drops to almost nothing each word like it's spoken against my ear
21:01the way you look this morning didn't look like hate my face goes up in flames my heart slamming till
21:08it
21:08aches I stare at my own hand on the lock watch it beyond my control slowly turn it open
21:21the instant the door gives he's through it
21:25I step back he steps in and in three strides he's backs me into the corner
21:31one hand braced on the wall by my head caging me between him and the plaster heat sweat that
21:38scent that's only his everywhere
21:44what you didn't finish saying this morning he bends down nose nearly to mine his breath
21:49scalding say it now say say whether you hate me he cuts me off a certainty in his voice that
21:57lifts
21:58every hair on me look at me and say it
22:04I lift my eyes to his two years of resentment every I'm fine I ever fed my mother and this
22:10morning's
22:10surrender I die before admitting all of it jams in my throat the word comes out shaking apart
22:16I he waits eyes locked on me without a blink the hand on the wall corded with tension
22:20I close my eyes and let it go the truth I've held for two years and the last of my
22:25dignity with it
22:26I don't know I hear my own voice tremble I just know don't let go again
22:31his breath catches the next second he's kissing me pressing me into the wall
22:39Becca I forgot my keys are they on the entry table
22:43we both freeze his mouth still on mine my fists still in his tank both of us breathing hard chest
22:49against rising chest one wall and one staircase away my mother's ordinary afternoon voice knowing nothing
22:58it cracks through me like thunder jolting me out of the heat that was about to swallow me whole
23:03I shove him off frantically fixing my clothes and my breath my voice shaking as I call down
23:09they're they're on the entry table just grab them mom
23:13got him okay I'm off
23:17the whole house sinks back into scalding silence I lean against the wall legs too weak to hold me
23:23and look up at him he's looking back and what's churning in his eyes burns hotter than the 98 degree
23:29day
23:30neither of us says a word but we both know that near miss one wall away didn't put us out
23:37it lit something for good the summer's only just begun
23:42and this door of mine will never quite shut again
23:48that night at dinner I can barely sit still the ac finally got fixed that afternoon the four of us
23:53around
23:54the table mom on my left busy topping off everyone's plate kevin across from me head down
23:59over his food and samir right at my side on the surface everything's normal mom rattles on about
24:04the neighbors kevin grunts now and then some dull re-roy playing in the background I stare at my plate
24:09trying to look like I have at every meal for two years at war with the stepbrother beside me too
24:13disdainful to spare him a glance but under the tablecloth it's another world his hand has settled on
24:18my knee my fork stops in mid-air I try to brush him off without a flicker on my face
24:22he doesn't budge
24:23his palm is hot enough to feel through my dress slowly he slides it an inch up my thigh oh
24:30mom
24:31speaks up and I nearly come out of my chair is the ac all sorted did your brother do okay
24:36up there in
24:37that exact second his hand climbs another half inch stops high on my thigh and presses down with meaning
24:42like he knows precisely what he's doing to me I grip my fork and force my voice flat as dead
24:47water
24:48hmm it's fine passable passable samir's coughs beside me cold as if we're actually fighting not
24:56even turning his head still as ungrateful as ever above the table we're still the step siblings who
25:00can't share a room beneath it his thumb grinds slow circles into the inside of my thigh through the
25:06dress I stab at something and shove it in my mouth without tasting it my face is burning I gulp
25:12water to
25:13put it out but my throat's bone dry I set down my fork my voice unsteady mom I'll go get
25:20something
25:20to drink I'm practically fleeing as I stand and as I turn for the kitchen I see it clearly Samir
25:28in no
25:29hurry at all setting down his fork too a half wall counter separates the kitchen from the dining room
25:36back to the doorway I grip the counter shut my eyes and breathe deep trying to push down the heat
25:42in my
25:42face and the chaos in my chest behind me the floor gives the flatest creek before I can turn
25:49two hands brace the counter's edge caging me between him and the counter his chest against my back his
25:55chin on my shoulder his voice barely there breath brushing my ear running from what you're insane
26:02I grip the counter hardly daring to make a sound right there one ball away I know he laughs low
26:09the
26:10vibration traveling down my spine into me he touches nothing else just drags his nose painfully slow
26:15over the skin behind my ear so you'll have to hold it in same as under the table just now
26:21every drop of
26:21blood in me rushes to my face from the living room the tv the on and off murmur of mom
26:27and kevin drifts over
26:28clear as day close enough that one lifted head one turn my breath shakes he leans closer pressing me
26:37into the cold counter's edge his voice full of knowing amusement shaking like this are you scared of
26:45getting caught he pauses we're scared i'll stop i can't answer because i don't have an answer to either
26:54from the dining room comes the scrape of a chair leg on the floor
27:00mom calls the drinks are on the bottom shelf of the fridge can't you find them we both go still
27:08found found them i blurred it squeezing out from between him and the counter
27:12yanking open the bottom shelf grabbing two sparkling waters at random
27:16only when the cold bottles hit my scalding palms do I get a sliver of my mind back
27:23samir steps back unhurried and pulls a beer from the fridge as if he weren't the one who just had
27:30me prin to the counter I carry the water back to the table my legs still unsteady but this time
27:38mom
27:38doesn't pick her chatter back up she sets down her forks and look between me and samir from my flushed
27:46face
27:46to the faint mark on the side of his neck I only now notices left there at some point I
27:51can't place
27:52you too she says slowly her tone impossible to read why aren't you fighting today the air locks
27:59kevin looks up too my heart pounds in my ears two years and we've never had a quiet meal at
28:04this table
28:05today's silence is the biggest tell of all fight about what samir says it first flat as if he's remarking
28:11on the weather can't be bothered with her exactly I jump in chin up packing every ounce of panic
28:19into the familiar jab like I'd want to talk to him mom watches us for a long time
28:28then she smiles and picks her fork back up good we're family no need to be at each other's throats
28:36all
28:36the time but the moment she looks down I catch kevin's eyes he says nothing just lingers a
28:42thoughtful second on that faint mark on his son's neck under the table samir's knee bumps mine very
28:47lightly as if to say careful and also this isn't over that night I can't sleep turning over and over
28:58not just from the unspent restlessness humming under my skin all night
29:02from mom's look at the table and kevin's one second pause two fine needles in the softest part of my
29:08chest I start thinking things I've never let myself think what if we get caught
29:19to marry kevin mom rebuilt her whole life from when I was 16 sold the old house moved to this
29:26strange
29:27city learned at 40 to be a newlywed again so carefully she tried to weld two families into one home
29:34and here I am planting a bomb under it in the most unforgivable way there is
29:40I hate samir that's what I've told myself and told my mother for two years now I finally see it
29:48that
29:49hate was laced with something else from the start I hated him barging in because I couldn't stop
29:57looking at him I went toe to toe with him because it was the only way I dared get close
30:03I dressed up my wanting as loathing and kept it up for two whole years until I nearly believed it
30:08myself
30:10in the hall the floor creaks
30:14my doorknob turns very lightly locked then a small folded note slides in under the door
30:25barefoot I slip off the bed pick it up unfold it in the moonlight
30:34Samir's handwriting one line they're both out tomorrow all day I hold the note standing on the
30:41cold floor my heart nearly bursting through my chest outside not a breath of summer wind
30:48and I know perfectly clearly tomorrow I won't lock the door by early the next morning the house is empty
30:57mom and Kevin head out with their bags to help my aunt move on the way mom pokes her head
31:02up the stairs
31:03sort out your own lunch there's food in the fridge then the garage door rumbles down and the engine fades
31:10then the whole house is quiet enough that all that's left is my own breathing
31:15I don't lock the door
31:18I lie on the bed staring at the ceiling and hear his door open downstairs
31:23footsteps step by step climbing slow stopping outside mine
31:29the knob turns it opens Samir stands in the doorway backlit by the window and looks at me a long
31:36time
31:38neither of us speaks two years of friction last night's note the empty house silence
31:44all of it pressed into these few steps between us come here I hear myself say it soft but without
31:52a shred of hesitation
31:57he crosses to me sits on the end of the bed and tucks a damp strand of hair behind my
32:01ear
32:03a gesture too gentle to be his
32:07I thought about it all night I look at him and finish the sentence I've hidden for two years
32:13I don't hate you I never really did
32:18his throat works he leans down forehead to mine our breaths tangling
32:24same
32:26his voice is almost too hosky to hear
32:29from the day you stood at that wedding at 16 and glared at me I was done for
32:36he kisses me
32:39this time there are no footsteps below no voice about to call us no threat waiting to puncture everything
32:46just a room full of summer light and two people who don't have to pretend anymore
32:51the camera holds outside the drawn curtains
32:56for the next few days we live inside a stolen scalding bubble
33:00by day the parents are at work and the house is ours
33:02but the sweeter it gets the tighter the string in me pulls
33:06because I know this bubble is borrowed and sooner or later it comes due
33:11the faint mark on Samir's neck fades and a new one takes its place
33:15he keeps saying it's fine but I start checking his collar before every meal without thinking
33:19and checking my own face
33:23we relearn how to bicker at the table
33:25except now every jab is a code only the two of us can read
33:31the change starts on a Saturday
33:33mom suddenly doesn't go in she sits on the living room couch watching Samir and me
33:39come down the stairs one after the other something in her eyes I can't read
33:45becca she pats the seat beside her sit keep me company a minute
33:50Samir's step hitches almost imperceptibly before he keeps going toward the kitchen
33:55I sit my heart's going wild
34:04mom takes my hand her voice light but every word a hundred pounds
34:08is something weighing on you
34:14half the blood drains out of me
34:15no I manage a smile what would I have on my mind
34:19mom looks at me a long time then lets out a soft sigh
34:22when you were 16 I moved us here and you hated me for a long time
34:26her eyes drift to the window
34:27I know for my own happiness I pulled you up by the roots from everything familiar
34:33dropped you into a strange house gave you a strange brother
34:39all these years I felt I owed you my throat tightens I can't speak I just want you to be
34:45happy becca she turns back her eyes shining really happy not the put on I'm fine you show me
34:53in that instant I almost tell her everything almost lay it all out two years of pretending
34:59these scalding few days the knot of joy and fear tangled in my chest but I look at that careful
35:05light in her eyes the light of a woman who gave everything for this family and I swallow the words
35:17I'm happy mom
35:19I hug her bury my face in her shoulder my voice shaking really
35:26at the foot of the stairs Samir stair stands holding two glasses of water motionless
35:33he heard he heard all of it
35:43that night another note slides under my door
35:48this one is four words we need to talk
35:57we meet in the garage out back the one place in this house the parents won't think of and can't
36:04hear this can't keep going or it'll blow up Samir leans against the workbench his voice heavy
36:09your face today your mom will see through it sooner or later so what do you want to do
36:13i cross my arms my voice sharp even as my heart drops
36:20i don't know for once he looks at a loss dragging a hand down his face
36:25i just know i don't want to keep you hidden
36:28turn you into some secret that can't see daylight you shouldn't have to be that
36:32i freeze but what can we do my voice trembles tell them
36:37becca and samir the step-siblings are together picture my mom's face she welded two families into
36:43one home and it cost her everything one sentence from us and it all shatters
36:48the garage goes quiet only the light overhead buzzing
36:53what if he says suddenly looking at me his eyes frighteningly serious we weren't step-siblings
36:59in september i start the project out in tucson my own place my own life word by word i won't
37:10live
37:10in this house anymore we won't be siblings under one roof once the dust settles once you graduate too
37:18we can start over as something we don't have to hide i look at him my heart aching with each
37:24beat
37:25it's the first time i realize he isn't after this stolen summer he's after the after
37:35but some things don't wait for you to be ready
37:39it's a tuesday evening i think the house is empty and come out of the bathroom and nothing but a
37:45towel
37:46and there's samir waiting in the hall he backs me to the wall forehead to mine both of us grinning
37:52like
37:52kids who swiped candy neither of us hear kevin's car home early below or his footsteps on the stairs
38:08samir the instant his father's voice sounds from the end of the hall the whole world stops
38:14we spring apart too late kevin stands at the top of the stairs looking at his son half wrapped around
38:21me in a towel his son's hand still at my waist and his face freezes then breaks inch by inch
38:30what are you two doing no music to cover it
38:37no door to block it no excuse that holds this time we're truly seen
38:47that night is the longest of my life kevin calls mom home the four of us sit in the living
38:54room under a
38:55harsh white light mom's face goes from confusion to disbelief to something i'll never forget heartbreak
39:05how long mom i asked how long
39:13this summer
39:15samir speaks first stepping in front of me as if to shield me
39:20i started it blame me no
39:26i grab his hand my voice shaking but holding not just him us mom i know this is hard to
39:34take
39:35we're not blood but we became siblings inside your marriage to kevin
39:41i know how absurd that is how much it hurts mom covers her face her shoulders shaking hard
39:49kevin can't get out a single word just stares at the floor i spent two years pretending to hate him
39:56because i knew from the start it was wrong but mom i can't keep pretending in the living room all
40:01that's left is mom stifled crying in that moment i finally understand what a price is it isn't the
40:07thrill of getting caught it's watching the person you love most break because of you
40:13for the next two weeks the house is frozen over mom barely speaks to me
40:21not anger the harder kind of silence kevin moves into the study to sleep samir moves up his transfer
40:29to tucson and we agree until the dust settles neither of us crosses a single line it's the penance we
40:36set
40:36for ourselves i think this is how the family splits apart the bomb i planted with my own hands finally
40:46went off but one night going down for water i find mom alone in the kitchen two untouched cups of
40:52tea
40:52in front of her sit i sit and wait for the verdict when i was 19
41:04i fell for someone everyone said i shouldn't my mother your grandmother wouldn't speak to me for
41:11three years i thought i'd long forgotten that feeling knowing it in your heart and not being
41:16able to tell a soul i'm not giving you my blessing she looks at me exhaustion struggle and a small
41:24loosening i need time kevin needs more this may not be fixable and you should be ready for that
41:33but i won't force you to keep playing i'm fine anymore my tears come all at once it isn't forgiveness
41:41but it's a beginning
41:44in september samir moves out we don't say goodbye in secret in front of mom and kevin he loads the
41:51last box into the car then comes to me and under both their eyes says it plainly i'll wait for
41:58this
41:58family to take its time for you to graduate i won't rush it but i won't pretend none of this
42:03happened either kevin turns his face away and says nothing but he doesn't stop it mom stands on the
42:08porch arms around himself watching us after a long moment she gives the faint barely perceptible nod
42:13the car pulls away that stolen scalding summer is over but strangely i don't feel the emptiness i
42:20expected because this time his leaving isn't running isn't an ending it's the two of us choosing
42:26together the harder road we can walk in the open i turn to go in mom stops me at the
42:32door hesitates
42:34then reaches out to smooth the hair the wind has must the same gesture exactly as that morning two
42:40months ago except this time neither of us have to pretend anymore what follows is a long year samir in
42:50tucson me at school we keep it clean almost like we're meeting each other for the first time calls
42:59texts the occasional weekend at a cafe where no one knows us like two ordinary adults finally doing this
43:06right the ice at home melts slowly kevin gives first one thanksgiving at the table he asks for the first
43:18time unprompted how's samir doing and something starts to seep into mom's silence too she begins
43:26asking if i'm okay and when she asks her eyes are really on me not every story gets a clean
43:33tidy
43:34forgiveness our family welded its cracks back together inch by patient inch some places will always carry the
43:41scar but a scar is proof of healing too
43:50the next summer i graduate
43:57on graduation day mom and kevin are in the audience
44:02and beside them at a respectable distance samir
44:10there is someone who doesn't have to hide anymore
44:15that summer is brutally hot again i moved to tucson a small apartment a 10 minute walk from samir's place
44:22we don't live together mom said to take it slow and we both agreed
44:29on moving day the ac breaks i collapse among the boxes dizzy with heat and somehow think of that
44:37identical afternoon two years ago lying in a stifling room hating a man unable to stop pressing my thighs
44:45together i laugh out loud then i pick up my phone and text him my ac's broken over here
44:54minutes later familiar footsteps come up the stairs step by step
45:01the doors unlock he stands in the doorway toolbox in hand gray tank hair soaked at the forehead
45:09identical to the first glimpse of him that summer except this time he isn't the stranger who barged
45:14into my life and took my mother and he isn't the stepbrother i have to pretend to hate where's it
45:18broken
45:21i look at him the man i resisted with two years of pretending and then fought for with all the
45:26honesty i had after and the thing that caught fire in me that scalding summer burns now steady and sure
45:34come here i'll show you
45:39outside the window summer is just beginning and this time we have all the time in the world
45:50so
45:52you
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