The Fall [1]
The Fall
Length: Chaptered (1/7)
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama
Rating: R
Summary: Gill’s never had a problem with gays. She loved her gay and lesbian friends as much as they love her. But then she finds out Bane is gay too. It wouldn’t have really been a problem. But there’s more to it than that. Bane’s in love with Raevin, their younger brother.
Warnings: Slash, Incest, 1st Person
I see what you try hiding.
My eyes are closed, but I imagine that I can still see the faint glow of the stick-on stars on my bedroom ceiling.
Raevin had pasted them onto my walls back when he was seven, and still insisted of camping out in my room. He thought that with the stars on the ceiling, it would be like camping under the night sky. We’d spent countless hours on my carpeted floor -the reason Rae camped in my room instead of his own was because my carpet is green. Like grass, he’d said. We’d be wrapped up in our barely-used sleeping bags and stay up until late hours of the morning telling each other secrets.
I feel like I used to be closer to Raevin.
We used to be more than just brother and sister. We were best friends. I used to be closer to him that I am with my best friend, Arianna. As kids, Bane would often say that we were attached at the hip.
I don’t know when it changed really. When did we start drifting apart?… or maybe that’s not really the word.
Drifting.
Drifting makes it sounds so cynical.
We are still close. Not as close as when we were kids but, still closer than most brother-sister pairs -much closer than Ari is with her brother Kori. And they’re twins.
Maybe -it’s not so much as how much our relationship has changed.
It’s how much Bane and Raevin have changed.
It would be expected, I guess, that Raevin, the youngest in our family -the youngest son -would be more likely to gravitate towards our older brother. He should look up to him -he does. He always has.
But it’s different now. I’ve seen -
My eyes snap open at the distinct thump against the wall by my head.
I draw in a breath as I sit up in bed, the loose sheets I use during the summer slips off my shoulder as prop myself against the wall at my back.
I turn to place my right ear against the cold, blue plaster, my bare arm brushing the cool surface.
They’re at it again.
I breath in deep -air suddenly not enough in my lungs. I roll my head back against the wall, watching the stars glow eerie green against their night-darkened surface.
It’s different now. Between them.
I can’t remember when I figured it out.
I honestly wish I hadn’t. I don’t want to know.
I don’t know how it happened, or why, or how the hell it is that I’m the only one who’s found them out -If I am, that is. As far as I know, I am -I just know that what Bane is doing -what they’re both doing -is wrong.
It is wrong. Right?
They’re brothers. They shouldn’t -they can’t love each other. Not like that.
Right?
There’s another thump behind me, and with my ear pressed against the cool surface of my wall -the one separating my room from the one my brothers -brothers -share, I can hear the distinct sound of… of -lovemaking.
Is that how I would put it?
I don’t even -
I bite my lip, slowly pulling out my sleek silvery iPod from under my sheets. I feel like any noise -even the soft ruffling of my covers -will give me away. What I know. Like the world will find out my secret.
My -?
It’s their secret.
Not mine.
I feel like the world will find out their secret.
With the touch of my finger -I wince at the slight pop as I push down on the main button -the device in my hand springs to life.
It’s around three in the morning.
Mom is asleep.
Dad’s off on a weekend trip with his buddies.
They probably think I’m asleep.
The quiet thump from the other side of the wall seems to increase, and I cringe -inward and out.
I slowly slip my earbuds -standard white Apple ones -into each ear and slide down back into a lying position.
It’s okay for me to pretend I don’t know right?
No one gets hurt.
But, then again, it’s hard to ignore something like this.
How do other people deal with it?
Other people probably don’t have to.
I try to think of someone -anyone -who’s shared the same burden as me.
No one comes to mind.
But I guess most people are lucky right?
Most people don’t have to deal with their only two brothers -their only siblings, the two people they grew up with and are closest to -being in love.
Most people don’t deal with the confusion that I felt -feel -when someone realizes that theire brothers are in love.
Bane and Raevin.
They’re in love.
Where, exactly, does that leave me?
A/N: Hey there C: it’s been a while since I’ve last tried posting some long-term original fiction. So here I am. Please, I’m sorry if this chapter is kind of confusing. It’s an experimental writing style for me -a monologue of sorts really. I hope you still enjoy it, and hopefully more will come soon, and the story will clear up. Please drop comments on what you like and don’t like, it’s all appreciated, thanks!
Please read my other stories if you find my work interesting, thank you!
Length: Chaptered (1/7)
Genre: Angst, Romance, Drama
Rating: R
Summary: Gill’s never had a problem with gays. She loved her gay and lesbian friends as much as they love her. But then she finds out Bane is gay too. It wouldn’t have really been a problem. But there’s more to it than that. Bane’s in love with Raevin, their younger brother.
Warnings: Slash, Incest, 1st Person
I see what you try hiding.
My eyes are closed, but I imagine that I can still see the faint glow of the stick-on stars on my bedroom ceiling.
Raevin had pasted them onto my walls back when he was seven, and still insisted of camping out in my room. He thought that with the stars on the ceiling, it would be like camping under the night sky. We’d spent countless hours on my carpeted floor -the reason Rae camped in my room instead of his own was because my carpet is green. Like grass, he’d said. We’d be wrapped up in our barely-used sleeping bags and stay up until late hours of the morning telling each other secrets.
I feel like I used to be closer to Raevin.
We used to be more than just brother and sister. We were best friends. I used to be closer to him that I am with my best friend, Arianna. As kids, Bane would often say that we were attached at the hip.
I don’t know when it changed really. When did we start drifting apart?… or maybe that’s not really the word.
Drifting.
Drifting makes it sounds so cynical.
We are still close. Not as close as when we were kids but, still closer than most brother-sister pairs -much closer than Ari is with her brother Kori. And they’re twins.
Maybe -it’s not so much as how much our relationship has changed.
It’s how much Bane and Raevin have changed.
It would be expected, I guess, that Raevin, the youngest in our family -the youngest son -would be more likely to gravitate towards our older brother. He should look up to him -he does. He always has.
But it’s different now. I’ve seen -
My eyes snap open at the distinct thump against the wall by my head.
I draw in a breath as I sit up in bed, the loose sheets I use during the summer slips off my shoulder as prop myself against the wall at my back.
I turn to place my right ear against the cold, blue plaster, my bare arm brushing the cool surface.
They’re at it again.
I breath in deep -air suddenly not enough in my lungs. I roll my head back against the wall, watching the stars glow eerie green against their night-darkened surface.
It’s different now. Between them.
I can’t remember when I figured it out.
I honestly wish I hadn’t. I don’t want to know.
I don’t know how it happened, or why, or how the hell it is that I’m the only one who’s found them out -If I am, that is. As far as I know, I am -I just know that what Bane is doing -what they’re both doing -is wrong.
It is wrong. Right?
They’re brothers. They shouldn’t -they can’t love each other. Not like that.
Right?
There’s another thump behind me, and with my ear pressed against the cool surface of my wall -the one separating my room from the one my brothers -brothers -share, I can hear the distinct sound of… of -lovemaking.
Is that how I would put it?
I don’t even -
I bite my lip, slowly pulling out my sleek silvery iPod from under my sheets. I feel like any noise -even the soft ruffling of my covers -will give me away. What I know. Like the world will find out my secret.
My -?
It’s their secret.
Not mine.
I feel like the world will find out their secret.
With the touch of my finger -I wince at the slight pop as I push down on the main button -the device in my hand springs to life.
It’s around three in the morning.
Mom is asleep.
Dad’s off on a weekend trip with his buddies.
They probably think I’m asleep.
The quiet thump from the other side of the wall seems to increase, and I cringe -inward and out.
I slowly slip my earbuds -standard white Apple ones -into each ear and slide down back into a lying position.
It’s okay for me to pretend I don’t know right?
No one gets hurt.
But, then again, it’s hard to ignore something like this.
How do other people deal with it?
Other people probably don’t have to.
I try to think of someone -anyone -who’s shared the same burden as me.
No one comes to mind.
But I guess most people are lucky right?
Most people don’t have to deal with their only two brothers -their only siblings, the two people they grew up with and are closest to -being in love.
Most people don’t deal with the confusion that I felt -feel -when someone realizes that theire brothers are in love.
Bane and Raevin.
They’re in love.
Where, exactly, does that leave me?
A/N: Hey there C: it’s been a while since I’ve last tried posting some long-term original fiction. So here I am. Please, I’m sorry if this chapter is kind of confusing. It’s an experimental writing style for me -a monologue of sorts really. I hope you still enjoy it, and hopefully more will come soon, and the story will clear up. Please drop comments on what you like and don’t like, it’s all appreciated, thanks!
Please read my other stories if you find my work interesting, thank you!