A reunion at the funeral: the final chapter

“Grandad killed her Freya… He killed Grandma” the words leave Ellis’s lips and float up to my ear, I don’t respond for a moment instead reaching out to take the book from him. I flick towards the last few pages and begin to read in my mind. Ellis paces back and forwards in the room at the same time, a steady rhythm of his feet hitting the wooden floorboards. A certain passage catches my attention within the diary “I haven’t been feeling well for a long while now. Thomas says its just the weather but I’m not sure, my body hasn’t felt quite right since he started cooking the meals. I always knew he was lousy in the kitchen of course but this is something different. I really do feel if I don’t do something, I wont see next year” the extract was dated only a month back, a few days before her tragic passing. All the while I read, I could hear Ellis walking, I look up to see him biting on one of his fingernails.

I reach out and take his hand into mine. The feel of the heat as I get close to him almost making me gasp. I had almost put to the back of my mind just how worked up I was. “ this doesn’t look good Ellis I know… but Grandma could have been wrong, besides she fell down the stairs you know that” I tell him not wanting to believe my grandfather, as cold as he may be, would kill his own wife. As I speak Ellis lets out an exasperated breath. “Freya… for once will you just fucking listen” he says keeping his voice quiet” he rips his hand away from mine before continuing “ he was poisoning her Freya, making her weak, frail. He was killing her slowly, maybe too slowly for his own liking. I don’t know if he pushed her himself, but he was fucking trying to kill her! In my own mind it didn’t make much sense, but there was some evidence. Some evidence that maybe my brother was right. Ellis turns his back to me, I hear him sob briefly before turning back wiping an arm across his cheek “ how could you fuck him Freya?” he finally says my heart beats a little faster now he corroborates everything my grandfather thought he knew. I let out a deep sigh, trying to think about how I could justify my actions. Just as I part my lips to speak, I hear a deep voice behind me begin and my brother’s eyes open widely. “she can’t get enough of me Ellis, having a big cock will do that” his voice booms full of confidence. I had no idea how long he had been listening, if had heard the accusations Ellis had thrown his way. His boots hitting the ground until he is stood beside me. He wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to him “you two are fucking sick” Ellis spits out only to be greeted with a deep laugh from our grandfather. He takes a step behind me and brings his hands around my front. Openly squeezing my breasts in front of my brother now, my nipples felt like they had been hard for hours at this point, so sensitive under his touch “ no need to be like this, we both know you’d love a feel of your sister, come on, she’s all yours feel away” just like that his hands were gone and he’d taken another step back. I turn my head and shake it, tears forming in my own eyes now “please don’t make him” I gasp out before turning back to face my brother. He looked uncomfortable, staring at the ground, his fade turning a light red. His eyes flicker up to my face briefly before he locks them onto my chest. My fucking stupid chest, no bra, hard nipples I would almost have been insulted if he didn’t look. His arms move forward, and he takes a step towards me.