TRIP

CRIMSON POV

I always thought that the ideology of hearing a pin drop in a quiet room was nothing but an hyperbole created for emphasis and literary appreciation. That was my thoughts on the subject up until we got home after what happened between Charles and I in his office. The house have been completely silent to the point that one would think no one was even breathing within its walls. The size of the house made it impossible to avoid each other but even when we had few encounters no words were spoken, no sound made and no action attempted.

If I had my way I would have taken the first rocket to Mars on a ten year vacation plan just to get far away from Charles. I could no longer comprehend what was going on between us, in the past we were siblings with a perfect relationship and then we became separated siblings longing for union. When we were finally reunited we progressed into siblings abhorring forbidden feelings but even at that time I had total control over myself, I knew w