Bad Meets Bad

Shane

I knocked on my little sister’s door. Well, she isn’t so little now. She’s all grown up and married to her high-school boyfriend. Pity I can’t say the same for myself. No one knows my secret, only Courtney because she doesn’t give a shit because, surprisingly enough, our cousin is as gay as they come and is out of the closet. Unlike me, I only had one man who was in the closet. He was unsure of his sexuality, but I’m damn sure he is bi. But enough of my pathetic love life, I’ve finally come home for good. I can’t live a life full of lies anymore and the first step to recognition is leaving the navy and coming out to my parents and younger brother. So here I am knocking on my little sister’s door a month after she got hitched to Issac Walker. I always liked the kid. He always respected my sister. Even if he fucked up, he was always there for her. I’m glad they found each other again and got hitched. They have a little girl, and he has taken on two older boys from a previous relationship with no other than Ashton Barraman. Damn, I was glad I wasn’t here to see the shit hit the fan when he realized she had kids with him. That’s what you get for being a cheating asshole just like your brother. I guess it runs in the family. Well enough, if that bullshit the door opens to a smile so wide I wouldn’t miss it anywhere. “Courtney.”

“Shane, you made it,” she says, excitedly.

“I did. Are you going to let your older brother in or are we going to stand here all day?” I asked, grinning.

She smiles and pulls me into a hug. “It’s good to see you Shane.”

“You too, sis.”

She finally lets go and beckons me into her humble abode. “Sorry I couldn’t make the wedding.”

She waves me off. “I know you’re a busy man Shane, we understand. You’re here now and that’s all that counts. Come through and meet your nephews and niece.”

I nodded and smiled. “Lead the way.”

She smiles, and we head through to the lounge where two boys are fighting it out on the Playstation and the little girl is playing pretend with her dolls, all alone. Why aren’t they playing together?

“Who was at the door, Kitten?”

“Look who finally came to visit us?”

He looks up and smiles. “Well, if it isn’t the missing groomsman and brother.”

“Sorry about that.”

“No worries.” He smiled, walking over to me, pulling me into a bear hug. Damn, he’s grown strong over the years. He’s no longer the weak ass ten year old I met all those years ago, “Good to see you Shane.”

“You to Issac,” I said, tapping him on the back.

We move away. He looks at the three children and gives them a stern look. “Kane, Ryan, Arya say hi to your uncle Shane.”

“Sup.”

“Sup.”

The little girl with curls looks over and gives me the most stunning smile. “Are you mommy’s brother?”

“I am, princess.”

She smiles happily as her brothers mutter, “Oh god, please don’t call her that.”

“Hi Shane. Want to play?”

“Sure, what are you playing, princess?”