The whole situation got heated when James reached for Xavier's neck and gripped it tightly. I wouldn't forgive myself if anything happened to Xavier. I turned sideways peeking to see if I could figure out something but my mind was totally blank!
"Answer me!"
Xavier doesn't reply to him, he just stands still with a clenched fist.
"You're a fucking asshole!" James flared and threw his fist at Xavier.
Xavier staggered for a minute and when he got himself, he remained there. His face was blackened due to Jame's angry punches.
James held him by his shirt and threw another punch at his jaw and he growled. I was screaming, asking James to stop but he wouldn't listen. All my pleas fell on deaf ears and that was harder.
Xavier turned to look at me and I could read all the unsaid words in his eyes. He was guilty and wanted to take all the pain but had no idea how to save me.
I had no idea what to do to save him either. He was getting punched real hard for a kiss we both shared. I felt embarrassed and guilty. I was still on the towel and it would be very easy for anyone who walled in to believe James's story.
"Stop! James let him go!" "You're going to kill him, stop!"
"I'll teach you never to look at my daughter like that!" He barked and pushed him to the wall.
Xavier's face had suffered so many punches. In all these, he said nothing. He looked like he wasn't going to attempt to save himself and that sucked. He just howled in pain and looked at me.
The howling noise attracted my parents. They ran inside and the moment they saw James holding Xavier and throwing punches at him, they demanded an explanation.
James explained in the best way he could. "I walked in on them being all sexual! She is still on a towel and he was erected."
Mom's eyes widened in surprise. They couldn't believe what he said but I was clasping a towel around my chest.
"Get him," James ordered and the two bodyguards who walked in behind my parents nodded. They raised Xavier from the floor and had him splatter blood on the floor.
"It's a lie mom!" I tried defending. "I was having my bath and the tap got bad, I had soap in my eye and I couldn't rinse off. I clasped my towel and asked Xavier to help me."
"It was probably the screams James heard and presumed it was sexual. I can swear that he didn't catch us doing anything."
"Emily?"
I wasn't sure how I sounded but I really hoped I sounded believable. I wasn't lying though, aside from the moan sounds, the towel on my chest, and Xavier's erection that was no longer visible, there was nothing to hold against us.
"Dad, believe me." I looked at him but he turned his face away, asking that this was a prank.
"I'm not a child Emily, I know what I heard. Why did you get mad when I got in?"
Ouch!
"Because I could have been naked, like stark naked James, and every normal human being is expected to knock," I flared at him raising my hands. "Was I supposed to be happy that you barged into my room without knocking?"
"What the fuck is going on here?" My mom asked unable to understand.
He turned back to look at Xavier who was being held by the bodyguards. They had his face bruised and his arm injured. They gripped him by his arms and made sure he was held firmly.
"He had a boner when I walked in."
"But there's no boner right there, is there?" I asked pointing in the direction where Xavier stood.
Their eyes follow my line of vision and landed on Xavier's shorts. Truly there was no boner and I was glad his dick got flaccid.
"Emily."
"James," I replied looking him in the eyes. "If there's anyone who's making things up, it's you.".
He didn't say a word, he just stood still and kept heaving.
"You are just jealous, ain't you? You're pained you can't have me and the next thing you do is to frame my brother."
"A brother you're sleeping with?"
Ewwwwww!
"Fuck it, I'm not sleeping with Xavier. He's my brother for crying out loud and it's incest if we fuck."
"Glad you know that," Mom huffed, holding Dad. She was having a hard time processing everything that just happened.
"I have a test I can't miss, give me a fucking break."
I picked up my clothes from my mattress and stormed out of the room. They could have the room to themselves but the one thing I needed was to breathe.
I got dressed in the black gown and wore a jean jacket over it. I walked into the bathroom and poured water on my face. I needed a moment to process everything as I turned off the tap and dried my hands on my clothes. I walked into mom's dressing room and stood in front of the mirror. I stared at my reflection and wished nothing of all these happened at all. I hate to think of the possibility of getting monitored whenever I am with Xavier. That would suck, knowing we can't have privacy anymore.
James was just a fucking cunt. I hated him and his overprotective measures. If he didn't leave in the first place Mom would have still been married to him and I'd have gotten to kiss Xavier however I want and even fuck him!
I kick the chair out of frustration and looked around. I needed to get to school, with or without Xavier. My test was important to me, I'd figure something out.
Sighing in frustration, I stretched and grabbed the red hairbrush from the basin in my mom's room and ran it through my long hair. I repeated the process till It released little knots and tangles on the hair. After I brushed my hair, I plaited it in a knot and did my edges. I took the gloss from mom's desk and applied it to my slim lips. The only thing I missed taking was my perfume and that would only mean I wouldn't wear my favorite cologne to class.
In a few minutes, Xavier came out. He had tried to wash his face and applied some makeup to hide his injuries.
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat and tried to remain calm. I had no idea what I was going to say to him, not after the shit we just got into.