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behind him.

I look down at my sister lying there like a lifeless doll on her pink frilly

comforter. I thought this was what I wanted. A pretty little bird in a cage,

but now that it’s staring me in the face, I can realize that this was a mistake.

I should have just taken her away from here. I’m sophisticated enough that

we could live under the radar for the rest of our lives. Dad and his men

would never find us. Her cheeks are flushed and tear-stained and her eyes

are closed, but she’s still awake. I can tell by the way her jaw flexes when

she breathes in. I see how badly I ripped her dress in my rage and her blood

smeared on her inner thighs.

“Penny,” I say her name, but she doesn’t move. That crowding in my

chest is back and I feel like I’m going to jump out of my own skin if I don’t

get some sort of reaction out of her. I press as far inside her as my cock will

go and she makes a soft sound, but I can’t tell if it’s from pleasure or

discomfort. I pull all the way out of her, and I hate the fucking feeling. My

fingers are working on my shirt before I can even think about what I’m

doing. My clothes are forgotten on the floor and I’m crawling on the bed,

pulling her to lay at the top with her head resting on the pillows. She opens

her eyes but stares past me while I pull her panties all the way off. I’m

gentle, gentler than I realized I could be. Then I work on her heels, undoing

the straps and fumbling because my fingers are big and everything about

my little sister is so delicate.

“You accomplished what you came in here for, you can leave now,” she

says and there's no tremble in her voice. It’s hard, something I’m not used

to from her, but I’ll take it because she’s speaking to me, and I don’t

deserve even that. I toss her shoes on the floor and I catch her by the rib

cage before she can roll away. “Why are you still touching me, Blake? You

got what you wanted. Dad can’t barter me off or whatever he was doing. I’ll

live my life here as a fucking captive while you bang everyone in town. I’ll

die bored and alone, just like you want. Get off of me.” Her voice cracks on