Little Brother Novels & Stories

Things would never be the same between us. He was my brother but the way he felt and the way he made me feel was not the same. I couldn't explain it but my heart fluttered in my chest like a butterfly in a jar. All it wanted was to escape and right now the only escape was in the lips kissing mine, I grabbed his face with both hands and deepened the kiss as I kissed back.

I peel my eyes away from his and turn to look out the window, hoping to ease the pounding in my chest. “What’s up?” I ask, trying to sound as nonchalant as possible. The bed shifts, and I know that he is no longer on it. I sit up and turn to him. “Mom says we’re leaving in an hour. “Okay, I'll get ready.” “Don’t look too good. I don’t want to beat anybody up.” I furrow my brows, confused. Is he flirting with me? “As your older brother, of course,” he clarifies, probably after seeing the confusion on my face. Great, not only does he not like me. He sees me as a little sister now; please kill me.

The next day, they awoken to watch the local news and papers only to discover that on the headline, was their family name. "From a very reliable source, we have come to learn that Jason junior Samuel Macaulay, age twenty one has impregnated his very own sister, Annabelle Naomi Macaulay, age nineteen. What is the world turning into since a brother now have sex with his very own sister? What an abomination. Citizens are left to wonder what their parents were doing that such atrocity happens in their home but they had no idea.

He shows a stupid grin, then turns to Ally, "Hey, Sis. How's my mother?" Brian is her elder brother and Jesus knows, if he ever stayed at home. Smoking pot, getting high, making out with random girls, are his daily job, seeming to waste the most important period of his life. Although, he's good at swimming, his only likable key of his pride. He's a senior, like me and her sister is a sophomore. I'm not sure if she's my friend, but we're good with each other. Yet her brother enjoys to annoy me. "If you wanna say something, say it." I say.

I'll answer all her questions. Uhm..Noah? Yes? How old are you? Am 24 years old and my is 20 years old. Wow! Am only 19 years old a college senior at NYC. I see, that's great Lilly. So? Can I call big brother Noah? He was a little shocked and surprised at the same time. He and his older brother was the only boys their mother only gave birth to, they don't have a sister at all. Yes you can call me older brother. I always wanted have a sister. Well now have one each tho not blood related but am okay with that.

he said and definitely got my attention "How do you mean" I asked, he took a deep breath "The day he confronted me, I was with my elder brother, he trashed us both, he made it clear that you're not to be messed with" he said "my brother looks intimated, but he didn't look afraid, he beat us both, my brother stated that only a protective older brother can do this, or a real lover" he looks at me. "He is one over protective brother"he said, making me realize that all I will ever be to him is his little sister. He lost his sister now to him I have replaced her.

Maybe he cooked or ordered and sent it home. "How are you, Juno?" I greeted my youngest brother with a smile. He was only seven years old so he was naughty. I called them because I really miss them. "I-I’m okay." I can still hear him being taught by my two other siblings Lawrence and Amira. "Well, don't be so stubborn to your brother Lawrence so he’ll not scold you, huh?" I smiled even more when he giggled. "Can I talk to your older brother Lawrence?" "Sis?"

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

“Anyway, I can understand how you feel. I have a little brother—Damon. You must know him.” I nodded. “Yes, sir. Everyone knows who Damon is.” He smiled again, his eyes narrowing ever so slightly. “That’s good. I always want the best for my little brother. I take especially good care of him because, honestly, he’s not too bright in the head. It was a surprise that he even got that far in the Brain Battle.” I still didn't know where he was trying to steer this conversation. “That’s one thing we have in common, I guess,” he continued. “We’ll do anything for family, right?”

And I say ‘innocent’ in the best of ways. “You’d better hope karma gets you before I do, little brother.” I emphasize little on purpose. He hates that. Sure, he’s over six feet — but he’s still an inch or so shorter than his twin.