An Incest Birthday Ch. 06

"Nice to see you too Ashley," I said sarcastically.

"Come on girl I'm having a party at my house tonight, my brother bought us beer again!"

"No that's ok, I'm here with my brother," she responded as she looked at me and smiled.

"Oh come on you're always with him! You want to have fun don't you?"

"I am having fun, look at all the stuff we won!"

Ashley stood there for a second frustrated. "Rita come on for real, ditch this loser and let's go!"

Now I had to step in. "Hey don't get mad because she doesn't wanna go to your lame party!"

"The only thing lame around here is you, the only reason she's hanging around you is because she feels bad for you, she even said so herself," Ashley yelled.

"Yeah like I'm gonna believe anything you say!"

"Ask her, she's right there. The only reason she hangs around you is because you don't have any friends of your own, you're a loser who's only been on one date, and it went bust! Everyone knows about it! You can't get a date to save your life! She wants her own life, but since you're her loser twin she feels she has to hang with you!"

I looked to Rita, who was silent while all of this was going on. "She's lying, right Rita?"

"I-I, well you, I didn't ..."

"You see, she doesn't want to be around you, so why don't you just leave!" Ashley yelled as she cut Rita off.

The yelling had caused some people to look at us, and put everyone on the spot. I looked at Rita, who was shaking her head sideways, but not saying or denying anything.

"I can't believe this. Fine, you don't wanna be around me, I'm gone."

I dropped the bear and walked off, leaving the carnival. I could hear Rita calling me, but I never turned around. What a day this turned out to be.

After I figured out where I was, I headed home. My phone must have rang a hundred times, so I just cut it off. I didn't think about anything, I just walked, walked, and walked like a zombie until I reached home. I got in the house and walked straight past our parents who were still watching TV on the couch. They asked me where Rita was, "ask Ashley" was all I told them and continued to my room. I locked my door and lay on my bed, just looking at the ceiling. Dad knocked on my door to find out what was wrong, but when I didn't answer he gave up and left. About ten minutes later I hear our car pull in the driveway, and then heavy steps on the stairs, no doubt who it was.

"Randy please let me in," Rita said as she jiggled the doorknob.

I didn't say anything, mostly because I was hoping she would just leave, I really didn't feel like talking. She kept asking me to let her in while banging on the door, so I knew she wasn't going anywhere.

"Go away, I don't feel like talking right now," I finally said.

"Please open the door, I have to talk to you," she pleaded.

Even though I was mad, I still didn't want to be mean to her. "Well I don't want to, and I don't wanna listen either."

"I'm gonna stay here until you let me in!"

"Well then you're gonna be out there for a while because I'm not getting up, wouldn't want you hanging with me against your will."

It was quiet for a moment, and then I heard her crying. I felt bad, but I was still mad about what she said, so I lay there. About a minute later I heard mom call her to talk, I took this time to turn off all my lights and go to sleep, the problem was I was too mad to sleep. I looked around in darkness for a while until I heard a light knock on my door, it was Rita again.

"Randy please, I'm so sorry! Won't you talk to me?"

"I don't want to say anything I'll regret, just leave me alone and go to bed!"

"I'm not leaving until you open the door!"

"Just leave!"

Nothing else was said, but I could still hear her crying softly. As much as I wanted to go to her, I wanted to lay there more. "Maybe I'll have cooled down in the morning," I told myself. I looked at the clock, 10:32; I knew it would be a long night. I lay wide awake for a very long time before I finally drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up the next morning I wasn't mad anymore, more like hurt that she could say that stuff about me after everything we did this past week. I never thought in a million years Rita would say anything like that about me. I was lost in space until I heard dad yell for us to come get breakfast. I changed out of my clothes from yesterday and put on some shorts and a shirt and headed to the door. When I opened it, there was Rita, sitting down on the floor, leaning up against the wall, sleep. Her face was all puffy and red from crying, and her face just looked unhappy. She kept her word, she never left, she alwayd did keep her promises. I went to brush my teeth without her then went back and woke her up to eat. She looked at me with a sad look in her eyes as I helped her off the floor, but neither of us said a word. I looked back for a second or two and made eye contact with her, and went downstairs to eat. A few minutes later Rita walked into the kitchen and sat down to eat.

The atmosphere at breakfast was awkward and uneventful. It was dead silence. I avoided any eye contact with Rita, but mom kept looking at me with a concerned look. Everyone at the table knew there was something wrong, but no one said anything about it. Dad tried to break the ice a few times, but when no one responded he stopped trying. It was the first awkward breakfast since the day I first kissed Rita, and it was having its effect on everyone. After a long quiet breakfast we all cleaned up and I retreated to my room.

I sat back and listened to some music for a while, and then I heard a knock on my door. Before I could react mom slipped in and closed the door behind her. She turned off my stereo and sat down on the foot of my bed, I knew what was coming.

"Talk to me, what's going on with you two?"

"Why don't you ask her!"

"I tried to, but she wouldn't stop crying long enough to talk, now what happened?"

My face expression changed when she said that, and I'm pretty sure she seen it. "She was talking about me to her friends behind my back, I'm probably the laughing stock of the neighborhood now!"

"That doesn't sound like Rita, you two adore each other."

"She just stood there while Ashley insulted me, and she didn't deny anything!"

"What happened to the girl you wanted to spend the rest of your life with, the one you wanted to love forever, the girl you grew up with?"

"I guess I didn't know her as well as I thought I did."

"Oh son you don't mean that, you can't let one little fight come between you two, as close as you two are you'll be miserable without each other! Give yourself a little more time to cool off and think about what happened, there has to be some logical reason why this had to happen, and then go talk to her, put this nonsense behind you," she said as she smiled and got up to leave. "If you love her like you say you do, you'll talk to her," she added as she closed my door.

I have to admit, what she said made a lot of sense, she really made me start to reevaluate the whole situation. It's funny how one moment she could be this sex-crazed flirtatious woman and the next she could be my soft, caring, sweet mother. She made a lot of good points, but something didn't add up. Before I could think about anything else I felt my eyes getting heavy, so I lay down and took a quick nap. A couple hours later dad was shaking me awake so I could ride with him to go car swap with a friend so he could get a truck for our trip to the cabin. I put on a sensible pair of pants and a shirt and we headed out.

The whole way there he was talking to some guy on the phone, which relieved me that he couldn't talk to me about my sex life, and also gave me time to think about Rita. When we arrived at his friends house he directed us to his backyard and pointed us out to the truck. It was a big ass 4-door Ford F-150, the only problem was it was filled with sandbags and drywall in the flatbed and cans of paint on the seats, hence why my dad asked me to tag along. After we finished unloading everything they swapped keys and we got in the truck. The inside of the truck was loaded with sync radio, TVs, iPod stations, and plenty more unnecessary stuff. If you like technology, you like this truck. When we left his friends house, I noticed dad looking like he wanted to say something, and I knew exactly what, so I tried to avoid him, but I must have made eye contact with him too many times because he started to talk.

"So son, who's the girl you were fooling around with?"

I really did not want to have this conversation, but I knew he wouldn't leave me alone until he got everything out of me he wanted to know. "You don't know her, one of the girls from the neighborhood," I said as I fumbled through my wallet (I sometimes do that when I'm nervous).

"Well does this girl have a name?"

I didn't know what to tell him, I certainly wasn't gonna tell him the truth; I was really backed into a corner. Then I found it, a way out. Tucked behind some cash was Stephanie's phone number from when she gave it to me at the store.

"Stephanie, a girl I've known for a while."

"How long has this been going on? Do you care about this "Stephanie" or was it a one time thing?"

When he said that an image of Rita popped into my head. I started to get upset again when I remembered what she said about me. How could she say those things about me? How could she...wait a minute. What did she say? I don't remember her saying anything, Ashley was the one talking! What if she never said that stuff about me? God I felt like an idiot. Who knows how hurt she must have felt when I ignored her, like I didn't care about her. All of a sudden I couldn't help but feel like an asshole for the way I acted towards her. I came out of thought and remembered dad had asked me a question.

"A little over a week now, and I definitely care about her, why do you ask?"

"Because you took a chance yesterday, if you mom had walked in on you, she might not have been so understanding, she would have grounded you for life, a steep price for a girl you don't care about."

If only he knew what mom would really do. I sat there for a while thinking, about what dad just said and what mom said earlier. Then all of a sudden I had an epiphany, I was acting like a baby. I completely shut Rita out without giving her a chance to explain, and worst of all I made her cry. How could I do that to her? I had to apologize.

"What you thinking about son?"

"Her" was all I said, letting him think I was talking about Stephanie. In actuality I was thinking about Rita, and what she was doing right now.

He chuckled as he looked over at me, "you want me to drop you off at her house?"

"Not right now, I have to go home first, there's something I have to do, and it can't wait."

He nodded as he patted my shoulder and glued his eyes back to the road. A few minutes later we were back at the house. We drove and parked in the backyard since it would be easier to load the stuff from the kitchen. I saw that our car was still there, so I scurried into the house and went straight to Rita's room, she wasn't there. I then checked mom and dads room, the living room, dining room, kitchen, basement, all the bathrooms and the backyard again, nothing, just mom watching TV on the couch. "It's my own fault she's gone" I thought as I sulked back to my room, wondering where she could be. I opened my door, and to my surprise, there she was lying on my bed holding a picture of me and crying, I had to fix this.

I was so relieved she didn't leave; I wanted to get this stupid fight behind us. When she noticed I was there she sat up and wiped the tears from her face.

"Randy please, we have to talk about what happened."

"I know" I said as I shut the door and sat next to her on the bed.

"I never said any of that bad stuff about you, Ashley twisted my words. I did say I don't have a social life because I'm with you all the time, but I also said that I didn't need one because I'd rather be with you anyway. I don't know how she found out about your date, but it wasn't from me I swear! I don't know why I didn't say anything when she was putting you down, it was all happening so fast and I... I'm so sorry Randy please forgive me!"

"I'm the one who should be sorry. I shut you out without giving you a chance to explain, and I made you cry. I'm sorry for that. I never should have believed anything Ashley said, but when you didn't deny anything... I didn't know what to think. I'm so sorry I hurt you," I said as I took her hand in mine.

She pulled me into a hug and started to cry again, when she let go she planted a bunch of little kisses then one long kiss on my lips, I could taste her tears as they settled on our lips and into my mouth, for the first time in two days, they were tears of joy.

"I love you Randy, I love you so much, lets not ever fight again," she said as she broke the kiss.

"I love you too, believe me, I don't ever wanna hurt you again. I'll make it up to you, I promise."

We lay there in the bed just holding each other and looking at each other, until a while later when there was a knock on the door. We turned on our backs to appear as if we were just looking at the ceiling, when mom poked her head in the room.

"Ok you two dinner time," she said as she looked at us and smiled, as if knowing we already made up. We kissed again and held hands all the way downstairs.

Dinner tonight was much more talkative than last night. Everyone was relaxed and Rita and I were back to normal, well almost.

Dad looked at us and smiled, "I see you two are talking again, everything ok now?"

"Yea it was a misunderstanding with one of Rita's friends," I replied.

"Ex-friend, I don't need a person like that around me," Rita quickly said.

"I'm glad you two are looking out for each other, most brothers and sisters would be at each others throats!"

Poor dad, he still doesn't have a clue. "Oh yeah, before I forget, were leaving for the cabin at 9:00am tomorrow, so you better be up and ready to go," dad added.

The rest of dinner was us making jokes and small talk. We finished dinner and cleaned up as usual, and then I asked Rita if she wanted to go for ice cream, she agreed and went to put on some outdoor clothes and grab our phones. Mom and dad told us not to be out too late (it just turned 9:00) so we could get our sleep, we nodded in understanding and headed out the door.

While she was driving I cut my phone back on, 15 missed calls, 11 texts, and 3 voicemails. I erased everything to be rid of that stupid fight once and for all, and didn't listen to or read anything. Even though we were ok again, there was still a little awkwardness that happens after an argument, so we just made small talk all the way to the Dairy Queen. When we got there I got a fudge sundae and she got the banana split again. We sat outside since the weather was perfect, not too hot, not too cold, and watched traffic go by.

"You get the banana split every time, you need a little variety," I joked.

"It's good and there's a lot of it, why ruin a good thing, plus I never know what else to try."

"With all that food we bought for the trip tomorrow we'll have brand new appetites."

"I can't wait till we get to the cabin tomorrow, I bet it's huge!"

"Judging by the way it looked on that paper it is, plus I wanna try out all the stuff thats there."

"It's gonna be weird being out in the woods, what if a bear comes or somebody tries to mess with us?"

"You watch way too many movies!" I laughed.

We talked about little stuff until we finished our ice cream, and then got up to throw our trash away. As we were walking to the outside trash can someone pushed me from behind and I tripped into the rail that went around the front entrance.

"Remember me punk?" I heard someone say as I got up. I recognized that voice. I turn around to see the same asshole from Subway a few days ago.

"What you got to say now you little punk," he said holding his arms out.

I'm not one to fight unless I'm provoked, and he was really pushing my buttons, but I didn't want to do anything since Rita was there, so I told him off and started to leave.

"Yea that's what I thought! Why don't you leave this chump and come hang with a real man," he said as he slapped Rita's ass.

When she turned around to confront him he grabbed her tit and she slapped him.

"Yo bitch you crazy?" he yelled as he raised his hand to hit her.

That did it. I pushed him so hard he stumbled back a few feet before he fell. "If you ever touch her again I will fuck you up!" I yelled.

He got up and charged me but I ducked under his haymaker and hit him in the stomach, when he leaned down I caught him with a hook right on the jaw, he went back down. The people around us cheered and made fun of him, and then he got up and walked away embarrassed.

"This ain't over punk! I'll see ou again, you can be sure of that!"

"Yea yea that's what you said last time," I screamed back. With that over we got back in the car and I drove us home, a little proud of myself.

The whole ride home was of us talking about that guy and how he had it coming, and how it felt so good to hit him. Maybe now he'll take the hint and leave us alone. When we got back to the house our parents had just cut off the TV and were headed for bed, dad went upstairs but mom pulled us aside.

"I don't think you two should sleep in the same bed tonight."

Rita immediately frowned and stuck her lip out, I was pretty bummed too. "We all have to get up and get ready to leave early tomorrow, you can't risk you father walking in on you two sleeping together, at least not until you get to the cabin and you can share a bed," she added.

We were both disappointed but knew she was right, so we agreed. She gave us both a hug and kiss and said goodnight.

"Mom, thanks, for everything," I said before she left. She looked at me knowing what I meant, and put her hands on our chins and smiled.

"You can thank me later." She winked at us and went to her room. So much for the sweet, caring mother. Rita and I kissed each other a long kiss goodnight and went to our rooms and reluctantly went to sleep.

I woke up around 2 for some reason and couldn't go back to sleep, so I thought I'd creep into Rita's room for a little while. When I got to her room I noticed she wasn't there, so I figured she was in the bathroom. When she wasn't in the bathroom, I figured she was in the kitchen. When she wasn't in the kitchen, I didn't know where else to look, then I saw her through the window that leads to the backyard, she was sitting in one of the swings we had back there. I went outside and sat in the swing next to her.

"We haven't used these swings since we were little kids," I said, but she didn't respond. "Is something wrong?"

She looked at me with one of the saddest faces I've ever seen on her. "I could have really messed things up with us, I just can't get over the fact that we almost weren't "we" anymore."

"It was as much my fault as it was yours, if not more, I overreacted."

"I was so scared you would hate me, that you wouldn't want to be with me anymore, I cried myself to sleep last night at the thought of us being over."

I had this sinking feeling in my gut when she said that, I hated myself at that moment for putting her through that. "Rita I am so sorry I put you through that, I don't know what I was thinking. I will never hate you, no matter what you do, I love you too much, and I'll never leave you, you're stuck with me forever."

She pulled me up and wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me. She smiled as she pulled away. "I wish I could stay with you, but I know we can't sleep together tonight."

I looked around the backyard and got an idea when I spotted the truck. "Maybe we can, follow me."