Before he had a chance to, he heard a car door slam.
"Bean?" He heard Sarah call out.
She had let herself in through the garage.
"Yeah," he yelled back very curtly.
"Hey. How did it go? I know how it went for Alicia."
"Why didn't you tell me she was a virgin?"
"I didn't think it was pertinent information. What difference did it make?"
"It made an enormous difference. She's getting married in a few weeks, and I just took her virginity. Not her husband. Me!" he exclaimed.
"She wanted to lose it to you. She's wanted to since she was thirteen."
"I will never understand women. Like ever."
"Did you have an enjoyable time, at least?" Sarah asked.
He thought back to the looks on her face and the way she said his name.
"Well, Sarah, I had an orgasm. So, I guess I did. She's a pretty girl with a bitchin' body. We did this one position I could never do with you because of your height. So, yes. I should thank you. It was absolutely amazing. I would say it's in my top three sexual experiences. And, come to think of it, you never crossed my mind. It was nice for once since this whole shit show started. It was just her and I."
"Oh, that was not necessary." She felt jealous. She felt the pain in her chest.
God, is this what he feels like all the time?
She walked up to him and touched his chest. "Come on, Bean. You don't really mean that, do you?"
"I always mean what I say. Even if I don't remember it the next day."
"Are you completely spent, or do you have a little left?"
He turned and walked away.
"Oh, Bean! Come on. Are you really mad at me? Bean!"
He pulled the bourbon out of the freezer and took a couple more swigs.
"Maybe you should call a hotel and get a room. I'm not sure being here is a good idea anymore."
"Bean." She looked like she was starting to cry.
"No. No. You don't get to do that! You don't get to stand here and cry. Don't make yourself into a victim! This is not about you. This is about me. This is about my feelings. This is about what happened between me and Alicia." His tone was stern, and he was loud.
"Bean, please don't yell at me."
"I'm sorry, Tink, but what you two did was bad form. Her virginity was not mine to take."
"Like me, she gave it to you. She wanted this," Sarah said.
"Yeah, great. But did you two ever think of what I would have wanted? I had such a tough time just doing this in the first place. It was just... It just shouldn't have gone down that way. I really wish you had said something. If I had known this beforehand, I would not have agreed to do it."
"I'm sorry, but that's precisely why we didn't tell you. We didn't want to take that chance."
"It was pretty good. I did enjoy myself after the shock wore off."
"I guess that's good. I would hate to think that you had a bad time fucking a beautiful woman."
He finished the bottle of bourbon.
"I guess I was just a one-night mindless fuck to her."
"What was she to you?" she asked.
"I need another drink."
"No, Bean. You don't." She tried to block his way to the basement door.
"It would be best if you got out of my way."
"It would be best if you stopped running to the bottle."
"Sarah, move, or I will move you myself," he said.
"You wouldn't dare."
He lifted her by her underarms and moved her to the side.
"Stay."
He went to the basement, which ran the length of the house and was set up as an entertainment/game room/bar.
He heard her little feet pounding against the steps. She found him behind the bar.
"You need to stop drinking so much. You're going to kill your liver," she said.
"Do you see coffee and donuts?"
"What? No."
"Yeah, because this is not an AA meeting," he said.
"You know it may not be a bad idea."
"Sarah, I am under crushing stress at work. I took the virginity of a soon-to-be married woman, I am fucking my sister, who has a fucking boyfriend, and I go to bed every night alone. If I want to drink, I am going to drink."
She saw the torment in his eyes. She never really thought about him being alone. She knew he was jealous of her and Alex's relationship. And he never talked about work, mostly because he wasn't allowed to.
"Bean, I never---"
"Of course, you never. You said it yourself; you get everything you want. Even if you are told no, you can twist and turn and manipulate things to go your way. Well, I am not that blessed," he said.
"That's what you think of me? That I am manipulative?"
"I forgot passive-aggressive."
"WOW. That is harsh," she said.
"Well, the truth hurts."
"Holy shit. What the fuck? Who are you because you are not my brother?"
"No. I'm not. I am your fuckboy. I am a dick that can be passed around so I can violate your friends. Who else wants a piece of me? How about Cara? She was pretty hot. I hope Kelly has me in her bucket because I would love to bend her over my couch. Do you have their numbers, or are you now my Madam?" Dean spits the words at her.
She couldn't believe what she was hearing.
Her vision started to cloud. "You don't mean any of that. Please take it all back."
"Don't I? How do you know what I mean? I loved fucking Alicia. If she were single, I would fuck her every night and sometimes in the morning. She told me she would call off the wedding if I wanted to be with her. Then you can go and live your life with Vasquez, and I can live my life with Alicia; we no longer need to exist."
He swallowed down another glass. "I want you out of my house. Please go home and leave me alone. I don't want to..." A tear fell from his eye. "I want you only to love me. I want you with me when I sleep. I want you to be jealous of me being with someone else."
He sat down on the floor behind the bar. Sarah walked around to him. She got on the floor and leaned against him.
"I'm sorry, Bean. I didn't know."
"She ran her fingers through my hair just like you do. I liked it. "But when you do it, I love it."
She didn't say anything. She had mentioned to Alicia how he loves having that done.
"Doesn't that make you jealous?" he said. "Doesn't that make you want me never to do it again? Doesn't it make you understand why I don't like you fucking Alex?"
Since I didn't see it, I really can't feel jealous. We have already discussed the fact that I love Alex. He's always been there for me. He was there for me when you weren't.
"You don't have feelings strong enough even to have a hint of jealousy?" he asked. "And when was it that I never been there for you? I have always been there for you."
She looked at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Okay, when I was with Allison, I faltered. But she was so demanding, and I would rather do what she asked instead of having a knockdown, drag-out fight."
"That's it? That's the only time? You can't think of any other time? At all?"
He looked at her. His face fell, turning as white as a sheet. "I've begged for an apology. You said we would never bring that up again," he said, taking her hand and gently kissing it.
"Come on. Let's get off the floor." She stood up and started pulling on him. Even though she knew he wasn't going to budge.
He pulled his arm out of her grip. "Leave me here. I'll crawl upstairs later."
"Bean, please. Please go up to your room. I can't leave you on the floor."
"I don't want to be in that bed alone. Not again. I would rather sleep on the floor than in that bed."
"I can't leave knowing I left you drunk on the basement floor. Even if it is a really nice basement," she pulled.
"I can sleep on the couch. I did it last night, and I can do it today. I bet my bed smells like Alicia. She smelled so good. Her skin was like silk. I can't believe that I haven't had a one-night romp before. I want to do it again. For being a virgin, she sure knew how to---"
Sarah cut him off, "BEAN! Please stop. I can't hear anymore. I don't want to know. Remember, we don't talk about our sex lives with each other. Now more than ever. I'm happy you enjoyed your afternoon with Alicia, but I would like never to speak of this again."
"TINK! You need to admit that you're jealous." His voice was slurred.
"No, I'm not, " she said with indignance. "I just said we don't talk about our sex lives."
I don't have a fucking sex life because I am too infatuated and in love with my sister. "Yes, you are. You're jealous." The thought of it made him smile.
"No. I don't need to hear all the torrid details." I am jealous as fuck. So, fucking jealous and hurt. He wasn't supposed to enjoy what he did with Alicia as much as he did.
Dean got to his feet. "I am going to bed. Your conscience is clear." He made the sign of the cross and eventually stumbled to his feet.
He made his way up to his room. He was right, and the room smelled like Alicia's perfume mixed with his cologne. He stripped down and climbed into bed.
He was a minute behind him. She stood in his doorway. "You're right. I am jealous. I don't like to think that you enjoyed sex with Alicia so much. You said top three. Am I in the top three? Bean. Bean."
It was too late. He had already fallen asleep. She stripped off her clothes and climbed into bed with him. She didn't want him to sleep alone. She snuggled up to him. He put his arm around her and pulled her close.
"I love you, Tink. Forever," he mumbled and fell back to go back into an alcohol-induced slumber.
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I am still working on the move, but I procrastinated and put out some chapters. Enjoy!