Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 279

Deana laid on her back with her hands under her head, grinning. Evan slumped in his father's chair, holding his sister's feet in his lap. "That's a sexy look, but now I'm never gonna be able to eat here again without picturing you sprawled out naked."

She laughed. "Yeah, and I'll be thinking about your dick squirting on me right where Dad's plate is. How am I gonna keep a straight face?"

He shrugged. "How will we ever act normal again?"

"We'll figure it out, later," Deana said, "but in the meantime, we have the house to ourselves. What do you want to do?"

"I wanna get naked and see how many rooms can give you an orgasm in. What about you?"

Deana sat up. "I could be on board with that orgasm thing, but first a shower." She held out her hand. "I love the way you wash my back."

He thought about how Deana looked and felt when water and suds were cascading over her skin. "That's a great idea."

She got off the table and stood there naked from the waist down. "You remember that day when I was standing over there, wearing only a towel?"

"Um, you mean all the times you walked around with your butt peeking out, or the morning you exposed yourself, and I had to run out of the house?"

"I'm sorry I used to tease you," she said, "but I was talking about when you pinned me to the counter and told me I was lucky you didn't pull my towel off."

I remember," he said. "I scared you."

"Doesn't that seen like so long ago? So much has happened since then. We're different people, all of us are different, yet it was only a few weeks ago."

Evan's head slowly nodded while he thought about all the things Deana didn't know. "It's crazy." He had fucked Becky, Jayda and Miss Tonya, and raced Dale's car, not to mention Cindy's antics in her panties and kissing him.

"I wanted you that night. If you had followed me back to my room, we would have done it."

"Damn it, I wasted so much time," he said.

"You have a week to make up for it," she said. "Come on, shower time."

The next fifteen minutes passed for Candy without any perception of time. To her, it could have been an hour or a minute since Sally walked her from the front porch and deposited her on the couch. She pressed the heels of her hands into her face and squeegeed her cheeks and eyes as she lifted her head. Sally was in front of her on a love seat, staring.

"God, Candy, you look terrible," Sally said.

Candy felt as if her lips ripped apart when she opened her mouth to speak, "Thanks."

"I didn't mean it like that," Sally said and got up. "You're pale. Let me get you a drink."

"I don't think I ate anything all day. She steadied herself for a second, then followed her sister as far as the island that separated the kitchen from the great room. Sally opened the refrigerator. Candy pulled herself up on one of the bar stools and propped her elbows on the tiled countertop. How fitting it seemed that her feet didn't reach the floor while her big sister decided for her that she needed a bottle of water, opened it and set it in front of her. "Drink, baby, drink some."

She watched Sally through the water and churning air bubbles while she drank. The expression on her sister's face matched the tone of her voice. "What happened? You promised me you'd be careful. What happened?"

I'm stupid, a stupid idiot, Candy thought. "I don't know. She drank several more gulps and took a deep breath. "Phew, it had finally stopped hurting, and all I had to do was make it until Cindy went to college. I'm so weak, pathetic. One kiss-No, all it took was one look, and I couldn't say no. Now, It's all there again, all that pain. I'm In love with someone can't be with, and fucking Evan so I don't have to think about it. I am so fucked, fuckin' fucked! Damn it"

"Candy, stop it," Sally said and reached across the island for her hands. "You fell in love, and why wouldn't you? Cindy is amazing, she loves you, and you needed each other."

"How could I be stupid enough to forget that he was going to see everything? He'll know took an overnight bag with me and didn't come home. He'll know Evan wasn't grounded, and the girl he was trying to keep away from me, was there. Cindy spent the afternoon. Nobody else was home, so I can't say she was there for Evan or Deana.

Once Candy paused long enough, Sally asked, "Are you done, yet?"

'Sally, this is serious."

"I know. I'm the one who begged you to be careful, but it's going to be okay."

"No, no, it's not, it's not going to be okay, Candy said. "John is going to take Gloria and throw me out, just like he promised."

Sally yanked Candy's hands and squeezed. "Listen to me. It is. I told you I would help you. I'm not going to leave you again. I'm gonna fix this."

"You don't understand." She remembered the air constricting chokehold John had on her throat. "His security system-He'll know everything."

"No, Candy, he won't see it."

"What are you going to do, kill him before he gets home?"

"If I thought you were in his will, that would be my first choice, but I'll edit the video. He'll only see what you want him to see.

The expression on her sister's face slapped Candy's brain from its state of emotional bewilderment. She shivered, thinking about the murderous rage the redhead unleashed on her when she said, "Sally, we talked about raising her together, loving her and being the best mothers in the world. What happened?" All these years hadn't made it any less frightening. The redhead's face had turned the color of her hair, and Candy never mentioned Sally's baby again. "Sally, what are you saying?"

'Relax, I'll fix this.'

"Are you some kind of hacker?"

"No, but I have a lot of experience with video, and I have friends who know things. I've already spoken to someone. You won't have to worry about the surveillance, but you still have a big problem that we need to take care of."

She sipped from the bottle, connecting bits of memory with ideas Sally had planted last time they spoke. "I'm confused." Really, she was afraid of the truth she might provoke. "How does Cindy know you, and why would she tell me to ask you for the truth? It doesn't make any sense."

Sally's expression softened, and she rubbed up and down Candy's forearms. "I'm not sure why she would tell you that. She shouldn't have, but Cindy was the only person left who could tell me what I needed to know."

"Know? What the fuck is going on?" Suddenly her face was aflame. "I've been in the same house, had the same number, and you never called. Why didn't you call? thought, I don't know what I thought. You could have been dead. I worried about you for years, and never stopped wondering what happened to you and Bobby, and now you're telling me you've been speaking to Cindy. For how long?"

"Baby, I'm sorry," Sally said, "I waited too long."

"You disappeared for over ten years, and, what, explain, please?"

"It was hard, I was just a kid and LA was overwhelming. I didn't even have a phone at times. It was before all this unlimited talk and text and smartphones and free Wi-Fi everywhere you go. If I had a phone, I didn't have long distance."

"You could have called collect, sent a letter or a fuckin' postcard. You could have at least let me know where you were, that you were alive."

"I hated myself for leaving you, Sally said, "but I figured if I could at least get some money, then I could do something for you. But time kept passing, too much time, and I figured you hated me."

"I could never hate you, but what happened to you?"

"Candy, it was skid row. I ended up stripping and sucking dicks to stay alive"

"Oh, God, why didn't you come home? You should have come back."

"I couldn't," Sally said. "I wanted to do something, but time flew, and you married him. Once you were married, what could I do?"

"You're here now. What changed?"

"You," Sally said. "I was worried about you. How did it get this bad?"