~ Like Wise~ Rated M {Neshimo & Magic}
This Game may have some content not old enough for 17 and younger. Maybe some 18 year olds may have problems with the content for this. This includes, swearing, close sexual contact, and other forms of graphic violence and or nudity. (Depending on if we ever post that way).Readers Discretion is advised.
"For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul."
"Is your mom still sick," The boy ask curiously ask her after she brought him last time to see her. The sickly coughing and moaning, almost asking if someone would kill her. I still remember those sounds, how she looked, old, wrinkly, and the smell. I thought I would almost get sick myself.
"Yes, she is...me and Dad are going to visit her again" She tell him still trying to keep my rhythm going as I swing. "What about you, any luck finding your Dad?" My curiosity gets the better of me. I know he doesn't like to talk about it, but I thought maybe since he ask me, I could ask in return.
"..No luck, at all. Mom started yelling at me again a little too. I know she thinks its my fault that he left, but she probably doesn't want to say it out loud." My feet touch the ground making me stop in my tracks. "She's probably gonna yell at me again.."
"My dad, still hits me...and still drinks a lot as well. He sometimes tries to break in my room, and do stuff." I tell him shaking my head "We have to stop this somehow..." As I make up my mind, things start to become a little clearer for me. "Maybe, we should set our parents up?" I ask wondering just how this would all work out.
"Sure, if it'll get some heat off our backs, why not?" I tell her having not much to lose "But, how should we do it?" My curiosity comes up a little as well. "Maybe we could-"
3 Years Later
"I now pronounce Man and Wife, You may kiss your bride" The Pastor exclaims out as My mother and her father share a kiss, as I hold the pillow where the ring where the ring was previously. "That worked out better than expected." I tell her
"..Yea I guess it did" She smiles not knowing it would work out that well. I look at him closely a little more "Your my new brother.." I tell him blushing a little, turning my head and walking off as the rest of the crowd claps for My new mother and Father.
A few hours later
As the wedding and reception starts to come to and end, the final dance comes underway. As every couple start making their way out to the dance floor so do we. "Well, sister..." I tell her laughing under my breath as she giggles back laying her head on my shoulder. The smell of her intoxicates me, smelling so good for so long, and the hint of blackberry's.
I get of hint of his scent, not much of one though. Its a faint smell of cologne, with a certain smell I can't pinpoint. Maybe just the smell of a boy, we dance for a while, and start to stare into each others eyes. I smile a little and blush "Were not allowed to kiss..." I tell him pushing a away and walking off without another word a little sad that I said that.
I sigh "I forgot about that...." I tell myself under my breath, seeing as were brother and sister now. I walk in the opposite direction, wondering if letting our parents get married was the best decision.
Now, if this happened to you, how might you react to it. Well here's how we might, if this situation were to happen to us. Take a seat, sit back, mind the Rating, and enjoy.
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