3 Evil Sister-Part 7

3 Evil Sisters-Part 7

Introduction: (I’m not SomeStory. This isn’t his/her account and I haven’t spoken to SomeStory at all. This is an unauthorized continuation of the Evil Sisters stories. Like a lot of you, I really enjoyed the stories and thought they deserved an ending. Hopefully, this first try at continuing the series will live up to the standards of SomeStory’s work. If it doesn’t, I won’t continue making more parts, but if you guys like it, I’ll try to do at least a couple more parts to finish the story off. I’d love to hear whatever feedback you guys have to give, but try not to troll. Remember, I’m just trying to help out the other fans that were frustrated by SomeStory disappearing.)



Mom was back.

“Shit.” I hissed. I looked at my sisters. “Get it together! Pick everything up!” I ordered them, then I headed outside, hoping to stall Mom long enough for Ashley and Riley to calm down and pull themselves out of each others’ hair. As I walked up to Mom’s car, I could see her bent over the trunk, her navy-blue skirt hugging her hips as she pulled out her luggage.

“Hey!” I called out as I reached the car. “Let me help you, Mom!” She stood up and smiled at me.

“Max! Come give me a hug!” She opened her arms as I walked up, then wrapped them around me and pressed me against her. “You’ve gotten so tall!” She said as she tightened her arms around me. She was warm and I could feel her breasts through her blouse. They were as big as Izzy’s, maybe bigger, and that was saying something. I’d never thought about them before, but after everything that had happened, I felt myself getting hard, so I cut the hug short.

“Let me get these for you.” I told her as I looked in the trunk. Her red roller bag was already on the driveway, and her purse was sitting by her feet, but her other two bags were still in the trunk. I picked up the first one and grunted as I heaved it out of the trunk. It was so heavy I could’ve sworn she was transporting bricks. After setting it down, I went to grab the other one when Izzy called out,

“Mom! We didn’t know you were coming back!” I pulled the other bag out and set it down in time to watch Mom give Izzy a hug.

“I didn’t either! They cancelled the conference at the last minute, so I suddenly had five days off and I wanted to see you guys. I took the first flight out of Ontario. Where are your sisters?”

“Oh… um,” Izzy stalled for a second. “They’re cleaning.”

“Riiight. Should I expect a major pigsty? You three always make your brother do all the cleaning and poor Max can only do so much.”

“Wha?!” Izzy replied, startled. Mom smirked at her and gave me a wink.

“Actually, they’ve been helping me out a lot.” I said, looking at Mom. “Izzy dusted and Riley and Ashley vacuumed and helped me cook.”

“Really?” Mom cocked an eyebrow at Izzy, then looked back at me. “What’d you do- black mail them?” Izzy and I looked at each other nervously, then Mom started laughing. “Come on. Let’s go find them.” She picked up her purse and pulled the handle out of the red roller bag, then started walking towards the house. Izzy and I looked at each other again, then let out a sigh of relief. Mom had a wicked sense of humor and she liked to mess with your mind. Combined with her innate mother knowledge, she always left me feeling like she knew more than she let on.

I tried to give Izzy the lighter bag to carry, but she could see how heavy the other one was, so she took it from me and hefted it onto her shoulder, then we followed Mom inside. I hoped that Izzy had gotten Ashley and Riley to calm down, but from the way they’d been going at it, I was ready to find blood on the floor. Instead, when we walked in the door, the two of them were standing next to each other. Riley had her blanket folded under her arms and Ashley had her arm around Riley’s waist. They were smiling and chatting with Mom. When she heard us come in behind her, Mom turned and looked at us.

“Movie night on a weeknight, Izzy? You must’ve gotten soft while I was gone.” Mom said to Izzy as my oldest sister set the black bag of bricks on the floor.

“I just, uh, thought everyone needed a little pick me up. Max and Riley were sick earlier this week-” That was true according to the school records at least. “-and Ashley’s been having a hard time.”

“You do look a little worn out, Darling. What’s been the matter?” We looked at Ashley, but she just looked down at her feet. Mom looked at Izzy and I, but we didn’t know either, so we stayed quiet.

“Actually, Ashley and I were just discussing that when Max saw you pull into the driveway.” Riley said, jumping into the conversation. I’d never been so glad that at least one of my sisters had a brain in her head.

“Why don’t we all sit down and talk about it? You’re all home and I wanted us to all spend some time together.”

“Sure, Mom. Max and I will take your bags up to your room and Ashley and Riley can get you something to eat.” Izzy said, tapping me on the shoulder.

“Hahaha. No, I remember the last time you girls tried to cook for me. I’ll be okay with the pizza I’m sure you just stuffed in the fridge. I can still smell it. If you’ll make me a glass of water, Max, your sisters can take the bags up.” We quickly fell to our assigned tasks as Mom sank down on the couch, worn out from her flight. I pulled the pizza box out of the the fridge where Riley or Ashley had stuffed it and put a piece on a plate. After dropping some ice in a clean glass and filling it, I walked back into the living room, handed Mom the glass, and set the plate on the table. I sat down next to her, and she took a sip of water, then a bite of pizza.

“Max, how much pizza have you guys eaten lately?” Mom asked, covering her mouth as she chewed and giving me her sorcerer’s all knowing stare, like my eyes were two crystal balls that she could see everything in. I grinned nervously, then the girls came back down, sparing me from having to answer.

Riley snatched the spot next to me so fast, I couldn’t believe that Mom didn’t notice something odd, but she was too fixated on her pizza. Izzy pulled up the big chair to where she was facing us and Ashley turned the love seat. Once we were all sitting and Mom had finished her slice of pizza, she took another sip of water, then started talking.

“So, what’s been the matter, Baby?” She asked, looking at Ashley. Ashley’s face fell and she glanced down at the ground before looking back up.

“It’s just a boy thing.” She grumbled.

“What kind of a boy thing?”

“Well, the guy I’m dating, he kind of… he cheated on me…”

“I’m sorry, Baby! That’s awful.”

“… and there’s this other guy. He was really nice to me and I think I like him a lot-” Riley snorted next to me and made a little sound of disapproval. “-but I think I messed everything up with him.”

“Why don’t you break up with your boyfriend and talk to the other guy?” Mom said sympathetically. “I’m sure if you apologize, he’ll forgive you.”

“I don’t think so. I, uh, he…”

“She cheated on him with her boyfriend.” Riley spat, reverting to the angry state she’d been in a few minutes earlier. I thought Ashley would scream back at her, but she just tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and stared at her hands.

“Hm. Well, I don’t know if I’d forgive someone who cheated on me either, but you never know until you ask, Ashley. Max, you’re the only boy here. What would you do if a girl cheated on you, then wanted to go out later?” Mom looked at me with such a weird look that I couldn’t tell if she understood everything already, which should’ve been impossible, or if she was just feeling bad for Ashley.

I looked around the room and saw everyone’s eyes were glued to me. Riley looked like she wanted me to tell Ashley that I’d tell her to fuck off. Izzy was hard to read, I could see a little of Riley’s anger her eyes, but she’d been where Ashley was. I think she felt bad for her- if Izzy could even muster up that much empathy for another human being. And Ashley… Ashley was hard to look at. Her eyes were glistening with tears and you could see she was already getting choked up. I closed my eyes for a moment and rubbed my hands over my face, then I looked back at Ashley.

“You have to start by apologizing.” I said firmly. “I think if this guy really likes you, anything’s possible, but it may take a long time before he trusts you again. I don’t know for sure if he can forgive you, it sounds like you really hurt him, but I guess you’ll never know unless you try.” I stopped talking and looked at Ashley. She was really crying now and she covered her mouth with her hand before nodding at me. Riley gave me a look that didn’t exactly say she was pleased, but I didn’t think she was angry either.

“Come here, Baby.” Mom said and Ashley stumbled over for Mom to pull her in for a hug. She laid her head on Mom’s shoulder and cried. After a few seconds, Mom looked at me and asked me if I’d bring the lighter black bag back down. I went up and lugged it down, then she told me to open it. At first, it looked like it was full of her underwear, there were tops and bottoms, and I shot her a surprised, half-horrified look before I noticed that the tags were still on everything. They were swimsuits. There was even a pair of shorts for me in there.

“The black one is for Izzy, Riley has blue, Ashley’s is yellow, and I think you’re smart enough to figure out which one’s yours.” Mom said with a grin.

“This one?” I asked, holding up the black bikini bottom that went with Izzy’s outfit.