My Sister and Me Pt3

Thank you for all the positive votes for Pts 1&2. Hope enjoy this one and will continue to vote positive.

If you haven’t read chapters one and two this story won’t make a lot of sense to you.


It was him. There’s one thing for certain in this world, “some people never learn.”

Julie was naked lying in bed while I put my pants and shirt on as quickly as I could.

“Put your robe on and answer the door,” I said.

Julie looked stunned. “Don’t hurt him,” she said. “Tommy, don’t hurt him.”

I buckled my belt. “That, my dear sister, is totally up to him. Now put your robe on and answer the door.”

Julie finally got up from the bed and grabbed her robe as she walk toward the door.

“Who is it,” she called out as if we didn’t already know.

I motioned to Julie with my finger to my lips signaling to her not to tell him I was here. She nodded.

On the other side of the door my ex-brother-in-law gave a little laugh. “It’s me babe. I need to talk to you. Come on, open up.”

“Anything you have to say you can say through the door. You don’t have to come in.”

“Come on. Let’s talk,” he whined.

I could hear in his voice that he was getting aggravated. I moved so that when Julie let him in he wouldn’t see me; at least not right away.

There was a long pause. Julie didn’t say anything and neither did her ex. Finally he spoke, but with a much lower volume.

“If you don’t open this fucking door right now I’m going to make sure every one of your neighbors hears me out here. Maybe even your landlord.”

I motioned to Julie to let him in. She shook her hear, no and I shook mine yes.

Julie closed her eyes for only a moment then unlocked the door. As she started to open it her ex-husband pushed his way in and grabbed her by the arm.

“You see what your fucking asshole brother did to me? You see? All because of your movies. This broken arm is your fault you bitch and now you’re gonna pay.”

I stepped forward into the light. “And just how is she going to pay?”

I heard a strangled little squeak come from somewhere down inside him. I stepped forward.

Before I could take a second step he pulled a knife from his pocket and put it to Julie’s throat. “One more step and I’ll gut this bitch.”

I almost laughed and probably would have if it hadn’t been so ridiculous.

“You asshole.