It’s been two weeks since Darren has been back, with his future wife, Jazymn. Autumn really liked her I mean she didn’t think she would at first because she seemed like a perky bumbling idiot when she first arrived at the Day’s door in her “Diamond Metallic CLS-Class Coupe.” Those are supposedly rumored to start at $72,000 and work their way up. Autumn was filled in on all the details, apparently Jazymn is rich…very rich. No, Jazymn’s family isn’t rich she is. Despite her being a new 18 she’s mad her millions on her own. You already know that Darren is a mathematical wiz, able to compute even the most complex of equations in his head with lightening quick accuracy, how accurate? Since learning his time tables Darren has never gotten a mathematical or scientific question wrong…unless it wasn’t taught to him. Even then he would answer some questions correct or come pretty damn close. Jazymn was just the opposite, no not a mentally challenged fool but a historical prodigy. She has an eidetic memory which means if she sees it she remembers it…forever. Though she excels in sciences too she never forgets dates, events, or locations. She and Darren found themselves in a school together both on scholarships for the most elite of students in the country. Jazymn however agreed to the endorsements and advertisements from the time she could walk accumulating an enormous amount of money along her way. My brother waited for her to graduate and together they both dropped off the radar this year, she was supposed to have graduated in may but of course being that smart she finished a semester early and graduated in November. “Damn they are lucky” Autumn huffed to herself in her window, “The only date I can remember is 9/11 and that’s never on a fuckin test,.”
“Talking to yourself again?” queried Darren from her door. “Such a fuckin oddball.” He teased as he strode to her bed and plopped himself down.
“Why aren’t you rich, with millions of dollars working as some nerdy ass physicists like on that show “The Big Bang Theory?”” Autumn got off her window landing and sat down next to her brother.
“I don’t want to be, I’m training in the academy to be an officer just like dad, that’s what I want to be nothing more nothing less, so is it ok if I can be a brilliant, smart, intelligent, genius, sexy officer?” asked Darren pushing his sister off the bed.
Autumn smiled as she tried to gain her balanced and shot at him “You can be smart and all that stuff but how the hell are you gonna convince people that your sexy?
“Hey! You can’t see it cause your my sister but come on, I’m 6‘4, I’ve got reddish brunette hair, golden-green eyes, one hell of a chiseled chest and abs, I’m smart as all your friends in the 10th grade combined, I have a gorgeous pearly white smile, I’m nice and funny, I’m tough and a fighter who doesn’t lose, and even though I mentioned my physique once I feel that my massive biceps need a mentioning of their own.” Darren stood up to flex for his sister, his muscles tugging at his v-neck, straining it so tough that if he flexed any tighter it would strangle him, or rip….yea more likely rip. “Sorry to tell ya Oddball, but I took every good gene mom and dad could make…ever. Why do you think you’re such an Oddball?”
Autumn rolled her eyes at his arrogance, “And modest, you forgot to mention how modest you are” she quipped as her brother continued to flex and smile smugly.
Though her brother’s arrogance annoyed her everything he said was true. He was a knockout, not only good looking and an adorable loveable personality; he was really that brilliant a mind working as fast as a computer. Maybe he did take all the good genes.
“Yea yea, what a waste, all that brain and all you care about is screwing girls, you typical guy.”
Darren stopped flexing and studied Autumn, she was genuinely annoyed, not the first time he’s seen this side of her since he’s been back. Every time he’s seen it it’s been whenever she was talking about a guy.
“You know I’ve never had sex” Darren’s statement was a little off placed and completely caught Autumn off-guard. She peered through her glasses at him as he pulled the black leather office chair from under her desk and swiveled it towards her as he sat down placing his elbows on his knees and his stubbly red chin in his hands. She liked that about him now…facial hair, it was cute; it made him look like a young kid trying to look old.
“Yea right you not having sex, please that’s what all guys want doesn’t matter what age, and with your brains and looks of course you have.”
“Is that what you think?” Darren said a little above a whisper
“Of course, don—”
“Then you’d be dead wrong.” The sharpness in his tone made Autumn shiver. She leaned back into her pink and purple pillows pondered the situations and then spoke.
“Ah I see, you’ve been with Jaz pretty much since you’ve left and she won’t let you hit huh?” Autumn giggled to herself at the thought of her big old muscular manly brother begging to get some and being shot down by a tiny bubbly blonde.
“Wrong again.” The seriousness in his voice made her feel like a child who just didn’t know when to stop playing. “Jazmyn has wanted to have sex, lots of times, sometimes it almost happened other times it was stopped quickly each time though I thought about you.”
“WHAT THE FUCK” Autumn thought, she would’ve said it but the words couldn’t get past the vomit swelling in her throat. All this time her brother some kind of sick incest pervert. It disgusted her and she wanted nothing else to do with him.
“You’ve got some really fucked up thoughts oddball”
Autumn managed to look through her glasses at her brother as he sat back and stared at her as if she had to be the dumbest ginger on the planet.
“I meant that everytime I tried to have sex or got close to it with Jazzmyn I stopped because I thought of what happened between you and Kyle, and each time I couldn’t love the woman I love most.” Autumn couldn’t believe what she was hearing; her near-rape experience had traumatized her brother.
Darren spoke again, somehow managing a more serious tone than before.
“I love Jazmyn, and this time next year she’ll be my wife, but I can’t make love to her because I’m afraid of hurting her the way Kyle did you. What if we don’t work out and I was the one who took her virginity? I think about what kind of marriage we’ll have when a husband can’t screw his wife.” Darren dropped his face into his hands and sighed deeply.
“You know it makes Jazmyn depressed at times, sometimes she doesn’t speak to me for a week or two…I know it’s because she thinks I’m not sexually attracted to her and God that’s wrong but I don’t prove otherwise.” Darren stood up and looked at his little sister,
“I’ve noticed your hatred for men and I don’t blame you, but you have no male friends nothing but the homos anyways and they don’t really count. This is a secret that only Jazmyn and I know about…and now you.”
Barely able to talk Autumn muttered. “So why are you telling me? I thought it was your job to tell me not to let a guy touch me or you’ll beat his ass.”
“I shouldn’t have to tell you Autumn, I’ve done that already before, and I’ll do it again. But I’m sure you knew that. I guess I’m telling you this because I don’t want your life to be like mine, full of doubt and worry to the point where you can’t function in a healthy relationship that is the best thing that could ever happen to you.” Darren slumped to the door cocked his head and told his babysister.
“Autumn I love you, but if the right guy wants to love you…let him, but you must love him too, and promise me you’ll never let him go.”
He didn’t wait for an answer he disappeared from her doorway and Autumn turned over into her pillow and burst into tears.