Call me Brother

18

My mind went blank. I widened my eyes and didn't know how to react.

After kissing for a while, he let go of me, patted me on the back, and said, "Just breathe."

"We've already kissed once. Why don't you know?"

I took two deep breaths, burped, and wanted to cry again.

George raised his hand and wiped away my tears with his rough thumb. "If you keep crying, I'll kiss you."

"Hiccup... why did you kiss me?"

"I want to do it, so I kissed you."

He was disgusted.

Why should I reason with a pervert?

I burped all the time. George looked at me with a gentle but annoying smile.

"Do you still hate me?"

His tone became gentle, and I wanted to cry again. The tear glands had never been so strong. I pursed my lips and said, "Don't cry."

"I can't control myself! Why are you so bad?"

I was so excited that I burped again.

George smiled and ruffled my hair.

"I lost to you."

I pushed his hand away and ignored him.

George smiled wickedly and called out my name, "Sherry Grant. "