the entrance into my room. My parents, well, mainly my mother, took off all the locks to our bedrooms, saying, âPeople who pay bills get locks on their doors.â I didnât have a job, so my door was without a lock.
After about twenty minutes of waiting for my legs to get back to normal, I went downstairs to talk to Alex. I made my way to the living room, where he was watching television.
I had no idea what to say to him. I shook my head in disgrace. âHey, um, Alex, er, can w-we talk?â I was nervous as shit.
âYeah, Ashley.â He never looked at me.
Shit, I wouldnât have wanted to either. Getting a birdâs-eye view of his sisterâs private area probably devastated him for sure. He probably had never seen a womanâs privates before.
âIâIâIâm sorry about what you saw upstairs.â I couldnât believe I was apologizing for pleasuring myself in my own room. âYou know you should have knocked, though.â
âI did knock.â He huffed. âYour music was up too loud for you to hear me knocking. I just thought you were talking on the phone and listening to music like you usually do when weâre home alone.â
âOh, okay.â
âYou know itâs a sin to do that stuff, right?â Alex looked me square in the eyes.
âYeah, Alex, we go to the same church, remember?â I was a little angry. I didnât need him to remind me of my wrongdoing. I knew I had an addiction to sex. âLook, I know I have a small problem. I just need you to keep this between us.â
âOkay.â He put the television on mute. âBesides, we all have secrets.â
I looked at him, a puzzled look on my face. âWhat secrets do you have? Youâre a Goody Two-shoes, and you always stay in the house. Football, school, church and home. Thatâs your routine, and everybody knows it.â I slightly laughed at him.
âYeah, okay.â Alex had a smug look on his face. âYou keep on believing that. I gets mine. Believe that.â
We quieted down for a second as I wondered what he could possibly be doing to get his.
âAlex, are you gay?â I blurted out.
He started laughing uncontrollably, as if I had made the biggest joke possible. He never answered my question. When we were kids, Alex would always get caught in a lie because he would laugh or smile, giving away his guilt.
âStop laughing.â I pushed him hard.
He kept on laughing.
âTell me. I wonât tell anybody.â I was dead serious. I could keep a secret like it was nobodyâs business. All my friends knew that.
He stopped laughing and looked at me with a smirk on his face. âI canât believe you asked me that.â He was avoiding answering the question like a squirrel avoiding cars while trying to cross a street.
âWell, are you?â I posed the question again.
Before he could answer, my parents and Diana came through the door and interrupted us.
âHey, you guys.â My dad took off his coat and sat down next to us. âSo what were you guys doing while we were gone?â
âOh, nothing,â we both chimed, like twins usually do.
âWe were just sitting here watching cable and talking.â I gave Alex a menacing stare and then got up and headed to my room.
I wasnât through with him yet. The next time we were alone, I was going to find out what I wanted to know.
Chapter 12
Mona
The Curse
October 30 th , 2018, 12:09 P.M .
âAshley is such a good girl,â I said to myself as I prepared to go down to the basement and get the last little load of clothes out of the dryer. My job as a wife and a mother never paid well and had absolutely no sick days. Some days, I just wanted to walk away from it all, but the love of my family kept me onboard this ship that sometimes seemed to be headed to nowhere.
I had to walk through Alexâs room to get to the laundry room. When it came
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