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That Last Straw {Little Becky}

darkest_fate

machina erotica
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Samantha groaned in frustration, letting out a huff of air that disturbed her bangs. The shirt was gone. Again. this had to be the third time this week that Alyssa had stolen it, and after Sam had explicitly said not to. Actually, she'd said not to steal any of her clothes, but that hardly seemed to stop Alyssa. worse, their parents seemed to think that the girls should share everything. It wouldn't surprise Sam to find out her sister had been walking around in borrowed underwear.

It didn't help that Samantha was a tad on the thin side. It made it a lot easier for her younger sister to fit into Sam's wardrobe. So much so that sometimes even Sam got confused on what shirt belonged to which girl. Being the older, at the sage age of eighteen, Sam simply felt that she was entitled to whatever bits of clothing she lay claim to. Alyssa could walk around naked, for all Sam cared. Actually, the idea had some appeal to it. Right now Sam was so frustrated that revenge sounded like a brilliant plan.

Huffing, nearly squealing with frustration, the girl stormed through the house, finally locating her sister's room. Not caring what Alyssa was doing, wearing, or thinking, Sam just burst into the room, nearly yelling. "Alyssa! I want my shirt back!"

She stood there, glaring at her sister, and if looks could kill than Alyssa would have died, come back to life, and died once more.
 
Alyssa sat in her room in her bra..well actually it was a training bra and was hot pink..you see Aly was sort of of a late developer...she pretty much was flat chested but wanted to wear a bra anyways. She also had on her shorts that said cheer and the word cheer was in a star so it was "cheer star" the shorts were rolled up to make them shorter and she was laying on her stomach watching TV and on the phone...as soon as she heard her sisters voice though she jumped. "I gotta go!" she said loudly and then hung the phone up throwing it like she wasn't talking on the phone...thinking that's what this was about.
She screamed when her sister opened the door. So she pulled her blanket up over her chest "Sam! what are you doing?!" she screamed then smirked hearing her sister ask about the shirt...she jumped up off her bed crossing her arms over her chest and opened her book bag pulling her sisters shirt out and handed it to her. "I had to wear it" the 15 year old said jumping back onto her bed afraid of what her sister would do to her. Secretly or not, anyhow Aly wanted to be just like her sister so she did like to wear her clothes
 
"I'm in here for my clothes," replied Sam, barely keeping the rage from her voice. She watched as Alyssa scrambled about the room, digging up the shirt. It surprised Sam to see that the girl wore so very little. Sam herself had on a pair of shorts with "Sweetie" emblazoned on the bottom and a slightly clinging t-shirt. Seeing the training bra nearly made Sam giggle though. Maybe someday Alyssa would actually have breasts. That thought meant that Sam wore a smirk as Alyssa delivered the shirt.

"What do you mean you 'had to wear it'?" demanded Sam. She took the shirt and eyed it, wondering what her little sister had done to it now. Sometimes Sam just wanted to hit the younger girl. Honestly, it was like she tried to get on Sam's nerves. While examining the shirt, sam also looked over at her sister, wondering why she kept pulling the covers up. Was there something else going on here?

"What were you doing before I came in here?" she asked. Sam took a few steps forward, looking around to see if there was something she should be noticing. It would serve Alyssa right if Sam found something to tell their parents about. Might let her know that she couldn't use Sam's closet like her own personal clothing store.
 
Alyssa took a deep breath as her sister yelled at her about the shirt and didn't stop at the "I had to" she demanded the blond to tel her why she had to. "Well, you see you have better clothes than me...so...I...when my friends and I were hanging out I had to wear something that looked good" the blond said in a soft voice.
She watched her sister for a moment as she stepped forward and asked her what she was doing before she came in....she looked around for the phone and picked it up off the ground "I was...watching TV and talking on the phone" she said with a smile and hopped off her bed once again and pulled her drawer out shuffling through it for a shirt...grabbing her blue and white Cami and pulled it on and looked over to her sister like is there something else?
"Seriously that's all I was doing now...where's mom? is she home I need to ask her something" Aly said with a sigh fixing her shirt and shorts and walked passed her sister crossing her arms over her chest but as she reached her door she stopped and turned to face her sister. "Hey Sam, if you were me maybe you'd understand why I like to wear your clothes" the young teen said with a sigh to her older sister and walked out of her room to find their mother.
 
What an excuse. Sam just rolled her eyes and shook her head, not buying it for a moment. It sounded far too much like flattery to her. Like Alyssa didn't have good enough clothes of her own. True, the girl might have been board flat, but that didn't mean she couldn't wear something a little more flattering. Probably why she borrowed her sister's clothes.

Sam watched as Alyssa defended herself and got dressed, noting the movements. It was quite evident that Alyssa didn't really care about what she'd did, as usual, and it frustrated Sam, as usual. Said frustration was evident as she spoke.

"Mom's out right now," she said. She moved to follow Alyssa as the other girl spoke. What did Alyssa mean with that understand bit? That sounded like so much teenage logic. Sam herself had used the same stuff on her parents. You wouldn't understand unless you were me. Blah, blah, blah. All excuses just to do whatever. So Sam just ignored most of it, instead following close by her sister, not quite finished with their confrontation.

"What did you need to ask her anyway? You could always just ask me. I'm sure that I could tell you whatever they'd say," insisted Sam. She smiled smugly. that was one thing she actually could do with some accuracy. Came from being the oldest and a bit of a trouble maker herself. Been there, done that, heard all the lectures and knew all the advice.
 
Alyssa made a face at Sam when she rolled her eyes at her...that's all Sam ever did to her it's like she and Sam just couldn't be friends it was sooo annoying to her. When Samantha told her that their mom was out she sighed out loud..."Great..." she mumbled quietly not sure if her sister ha heard her or not...but it didn't bother Aly any if she had.
The blond turned to face her sister once they reached the living room...well near it. leaning against the back of the couch with her hands behind her she sighed ...well that was true Sam probably could tell her what her parents would say which was technically why she didn't want to ask her sister...she saw it as a get out of jail free card...she could leave!
"Uhm, no it's okay...I'm just going to...go out..." lyss said sliding into her light blue UGGs and walked over to the door...it was warm out so she didn't need a jacket. Stopping at the door she looked down at what she had on...maybe she was more like jail bait at the moment instead of getting out for free...but to the young teen...she just looked good. "I'll be back!" she said looking back up at her sister and tossing her hair over her shoulder with a smile.
 
Again Sam watched her sister closely. She matched face for face, and tried to look as stern as possible. The look in the younger girl's eyes just made Sam all the more frustrated. As Alyssa moved to the door, Sam moved to stand in her way. Both arms crossed her chest and she stared down the younger girl, obviously determined.

"No, you're not just going out, especially looking like that!" insisted Sam. Her eyes narrowed into a glare and she reached out to push at her sister, moving her further away from the door. "You look like you're going trolling for boys or something. You know Mom wouldn't let you out wearing just that."

Though their parents did often let Sam out with something more or less equally covering. That was different though; Sam was older and knew how to handle herself. Not that details like that mattered right now. Sam was mad at Alyssa. so she was going to take it out on the girl as best she could. That obviously meant ruining the plans now.

"the parents are out, which means they left me in charge. And I say that you can't go out right now. So just walk back to your room and whatever," Sam waved toward their bedrooms, still not moving out of the way of the door. She did add a "Stupid," in there as well.
 
Alyssa narrowed her eyes at her big sister when she stood in front of the door way and didn't let her leave...she threw her arms in the air and screamed really loud a high pitched scream in her face. "I hate you!!! I hate you!!" she said in a really loud scream. She made a face when her sister gave her a push, she pushed her big sister right one back and the turned sharply on her heels and started to walk away. "I was not looking for boys Samantha!! I was just going to go out and just because mom and dad are out doesn't make you the boss of me!" she said turning to her older sister glaring at her. "You are stupid I wish you would leave me Alone!!!" she said calmly but when she said the word "alone" it came out in a scream and she marched down the hall to her room...where she began throwing her clothes out of her room across the hall into her sisters room.
"Here! have my clothes to! just take all my clothes like I can't use anything of yours but mine, well I guess you own to!" she said loudly and after all her clothes were thrown into her sisters room she pulled her Cami off and shorts and threw them over as well and then yes did pull her bra and undies off as well. "I hate you...I just want to be just like you..." she mumbled crossing her arms over her chest slamming her door hard and flopped down onto her bed laying back on it and biting her bottom lip to keep from crying...being so frustrated...she wanted her and Sam to be best friends like her friend Rachel was with her sister Sofie...it wasn't fair...Aly saw her sister as this amazing girl and she...just didn't even care like she didn't want to think of her little sister wanting to be like her.
 
Naturally Sam first did what every sister would do in this case and began yelling back. Her voice easily matched her sister's, mimicking most of the same words. I hate you came out, as did things such as "you're the one who's stupid" and "little clothes stealing whore!" Sam was half tempted to actually get violent with her sister, make sure Aly knew who was really in charge here. Instead she simply stormed after, continuing to yell just as her sister did.

When clothes started flying, Sam jumped out of the way. The first few hit the wall and Sam yelled, "Oh right, that's a real mature thing to do, Aly. Just throw all your clothes out of your room. You're such a baby!"

She grabbed quite a few of them, tossing them away. In rage, she actually ripped one set of shorts, before tossing them. She'd just gotten outside Aly's room when the shorts hit her and fell down. That actually made Sam stop. Her sister was getting naked? What the hell? Sam stepped into the room, watching her sister, seeing the tears. Now, the older girl wasn't heartless, so she stopped yelling, instead sighing and looking at her.

"Look, I'm sorry I got you so upset, but really, c'mon, Aly. You tore off all your clothes? What were you thinking? That's hardly going to make me want to spend more time with you," insisted sam. she frowned, seriously thinking about heading over and shaking some sense into the other girl. "seriously, what the hell is wrong with you?"
 
Aly shrieked listening to her sister continued to yell at her, she couldn't take it "No! you take alllll my clothes too!" she screamed at her before her sister had entered her room and when she did she sat up on her bed placing her hands behind her to lean against them she looked at her older sister as tears fell down her face and she quickly wiped them away and looked at her sister listening to her.
"You...I feel like I can't have anything...I feel like you have everything in the world and always has...really I'm not joking right now...and I..." Alyssa paused and stood up and stood next to her sister to compare.
"For one...you are prettier than me and two...you are taller than me and three you have breasts and I don't which makes no one like me and four...everyone always likes you, that you are sooo cool and I feel like...even if it might not be true I feel like I might be compared to you...and I try so hard to be like you...I know it's stupid you don't have to tell me but I try and I can't ...because you always get mad and stop me..." Alyssa said taking a deep breath fighting her tears back now.
"And nothing is wrong with me...well...just" Aly threw her hands in the air... "I'm all alone! he doesn't even wanna date me and ya wanna know why?! because I do not! have any boobs!" Alyssa said covering her face not being able to fight her tears back any longer they began to fall and she just knew her sister was going to make fun of her.
"That is w-why I want to be you...t-that is what is wrong..." the young girl said with a shaky voice to her sister and then spun around and fell back on her bed.
 
Sam started by rolling her eyes once more. Really? Didn't have anything? wasn't like the girl didn't steal anything that wasn't nailed down, apparently. But Sam still listened to the complaints, recognizing a lot of them herself. She too had taken some time developing, and even now didn't have massive breasts, no matter what Aly thought on the matter. The taller thing was just another age bit. Sam wasn't going to argue the prettier bit, though she knew the popularity thing was just way off.

"Right, it's all because of your tiny boobs that nobody's dating you," replied sam. She walked over and plopped down on Aly's bed, looking over at the younger girl. "Aly, tons of girls your age don't have boobs. Even the ones that do really don't know what to do with them. YOu just have to learn to work what you've got. I didn't get boobs till I was, like, seventeen, and I was popular."

Sam pushed her sister, frowning slightly now, "So quit crying. Nobody likes a crybaby at all. Just do something about it. Oh, and stop bothering my clothes. Nobody likes a thief either."
 
Aly took a deep breath looking over at her sister she sat up and pulled her knees close to her chest listening to her sister speak maybe her sister was just to good...meaning that she could catch onto what Alyssa said and knew it wasn't true...well there was nothing she could do about it just made her think she was a lot closer to her sister than she thought.
"I guess you're right...I don't need to be popular if I have friends that like me" she said with a sigh and fell back when her sister gave her a light push...the girl fell back on purpose she wouldn't of fell back by the way she pushed her but she did it anyways and then laid flat on her bed "Well...okay, I wont take your clothes anymore I'll get my own and I'm sorry I hate crying it just happens sometimes" she said turning her head looking over at her sister with a small smile. She laughed ever so lightly and placed her hands over her mouth like she was that 5 year old girl again.
"I...am freezing!" she said looking down at her self then at her sister and jumped up "Hey Samantha did you know you have a stupid little sister?" she asked with a smirk walking out to pick her clothes up and then threw them back into her room and pushed them to the side pulling out a pair of undies and one of her bras and some shorts and a shirt she smirked at her sister dropping her clothes onto the floor and danced around for her with her arm in the air and giggled.
She pulled her bra on and smirked and swayed her hips from side to side and then jumped up and smiled...she was just having fun and being her crazy Aly self and pulled her undies on and then her shorts and with a smirk jumped up into her big sisters lap and wrapped her arms around her hugging her. She set back on her knees in her sisters lap...she was always a small girl and held a shirt up...it was a tube top that was hot pink.
"Yes? or no?" she asked still giggling that she was in her sisters lap "It would match?" she said softly with a sigh. She knew she wasn't hurting her sister being in her lap because...she was very light but she just thought it was funny that she was a teenager and in her sisters lap. Although sometimes she just felt like she had to sit in her sister, or mothers lap.
 
Once more Sam rolled her eyes, though now she also smiled slightly, amused by Aly's mood change. She'd gone from pouty and crying to perky and jumping in just a few words. which pretty well fit the girl that Sam had grown up with. She watched as Aly bounced up, determined not to move and help. Aly had made the mess, Aly could be the one to clean it all up.

"Yeah, I know I've got one hell of a stupid little sister," she said in response, keeping her voice deceptively light. Said stupid sister kept prancing around and giggling like an idiot. well, like an idiot or a little girl. It was almost enough to drive Sam nuts. Fortunately Aly also happened to be quite cute, which made it a lot harder to stay mad at her. Even Sam, who had loads of practice couldn't manage it for very long.

She didn't even mind it when Aly plopped herself in Sam's lap. Her eyes did go to the girl, noting that her nipples had turned into little nubs thanks to the cold. So that certainly hadn't been a joke, even if everything else was. The tube top certainly looked good though, and Sam nodded along with it. "not like you need me to tell you what goes and what doesn't. You've stolen enough clothing to know how to match things."

Sam went ahead and hugged her sister, figuring that it wouldn't be too bad. The wiggling and such was a bit weird though, so was the general nudity. "You really ought to start wearing more clothes though, Aly. You might get more attention this way, but people are going to think you're a slut. You don't want that, do you?"
 
Alyssa looked at her big sister as she sat in her lap and listened to her and smirked when she nodded at her and told her she didn't need her opinion..it made her shrug she was right she didn't but she wanted to anyhow.
Anyways Aly pulled the top on and smiled at her big sister listening to her speak to her once more "Uhm no, I'm not a slut, I've never had sex before I just thought you were supposed to dress that way...most girls do" she said with a shrug to her older sister. Aly never wanted to get the rep as the "slut" just as Samantha's little sister..but that was stupid who wanted to be the little sister?...she did! more than anything!
"Sam..." Alyssa said softly to her sister then jumped out of her sisters lap...for a moment she looked at her sister on her bed and smiled...her sister was so pretty and she didn't mind looking at her...other than...maybe it would weird her sister out so crossing her arms she sighed.
"What...do you want to do today since moms out?..I don't want to be bored" she said with a small smirk to her sister.
 
It didn't surprise Sam to hear that Aly had never had sex. She herself hadn't exactly been promiscuous at fifteen. It did, however, begin to stir up ideas in Sam's mind. She'd never gotten to screw with a virgin. Plus she knew that whatever Aly might think, she was hot. But... they were also sisters. That was just... wrong, on so many levels. But was Aly standing there staring at Sam? The older girl tilted her head for a moment, studying the younger. it almost looked that way.

"I had been thinking that you were going to pout in your room and I'd have some friends over," admitted Sam. She sighed, moving to set on the edge of the bed. She gave Aly a looked that plainly said that was all ruined. "I suppose we could watch a movie together or something. Unless you were ready to ask me that question you were bothering me about earlier."

Now Sam grinned a little. Sometimes it was fun to pretend to be the authority figure, to flaunt the power while she had it. Especially if said power was over Aly. They might be getting along right this moment, but that didn't magically change the sisters into a loving duo that always held hands and skipped through the flowers. NO, Sam still remembered the annoying girl that had been bothering her for years. She was just aware that said girl had things in common with her.

Also that said girl happened to be quite cute.
 
"Pouting in my room...I do that to much I think I'll pass" Aly said with a shrug to her sister and smirked. It was very true though when Aly didn't get her way she was in her room pouting and on the phone with her friends telling them..oh how much her life sucks...anyway, for some reason Alyssa really wanted to hang out with her sister instead of pout in her room all day...taking a deep breath she shook her head hearing what her sister said about asking her what she wanted to...she made a face...she hated when her sister played that authority card....it wasn't fair that Aly couldn't and she really had always wanted to.
"I just ....I was going to ask mom if I could..."She stretched her words out almost as if she was thinking about what to say. "Go...to a party...on main street with my friends..." She said and looked away from her sister thinking a moment and then looked back up.
"But can we watch a movie? that party is this week...end" she said softly and then smiled up at her sister.
"Sam, I'm sorry about always taking your clothes" Aly said quietly looking back at her sister and smiled she bit he bottom lip "Hey Sam..." Aly started and her voice got even softer as she reached her name...almost as if she didn't want to say it but that she really did.
 
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