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I Love You Twice: Bad Dreams

By Green

Dave and Kelly Parrish let out a symphony of moans, groans, and sighs as they made love. Their parents, Alan and Sara, were out for the weekend, and as usual, the siblings were taking full advantage of the fact that they didn't have to stay under the radar. Instead of meeting in the basement for a quickie, constantly paranoid that they'd be heard or walked in on, they were taking their time and enjoying each others' bodies in Dave's bed. Dave broke off the kiss they were sharing and smiled at his sister.

"God, Kels. Is making out an Olympic event? You should try out for the team."

Kelly laughed and lightly thwapped her older brother in the back of the head.

"Oh my God, that was so cheesy, Davey! You get that from a book of pick-up lines or something? Maybe you should just focus on kissing, you're not so bad at it yourself."

His smile grew wider and he ran his fingers through her long brown hair as he admired her beauty.

"You're just lucky I didn't Inherit a sandpaper tongue, or I think you'd like my kissing a lot less."

She laughed again, a sound he loved, and kissed him briefly, before leaning back and murmuring sweet nothings in his ear.

"I love you twice, Davey."

"I love you twice, Kels."

The phrase encapsulated their secret relationship. The first time Dave had tried to explain his true feelings for his younger sister, he'd worded it as "I love you the way every brother is supposed to love his sister... and I love you the way he's not." Since then, they had taken to whispering 'I love you twice' to each other, since they could not publicly show off the way they felt about each other. They had just started kissing again when disaster struck without warning. The door to Dave's room opened, and their parents walked in, their father Alan in the lead, looking down to make sure he didn't trip over his own luggage.

"Hey kids, we came back early to - oh my God!"

The bedsheet prevented him from actually witnessing their joining, but Kelly was lying on her back, naked, embracing Dave, also naked, who lay on top of her. It wasn't like there was another explanation. The musky smell in the air wasn't doing them any favours, either. The siblings leaped away from each other like their partner had suddenly become red hot, Dave hiding his shame with a pillow, Kelly wrapping the sheets around herself. It was a moment they had feared since they first kissed, a moment they hoped would never come. It was a toss-up as to which hurt more, the disgust on Alan's face, or the horror on their mother Sara's, who had clamped her hands over her mouth and still not uttered a word. Their father, forgotten suitcase still in hand, tried to speak.

"When did - how is - Jesus Christ, what the hell is wrong with you two?!"

Dave swallowed. This wasn't going to be easy, but it had to be done. If their parents couldn't accept that their children were in love, he and Kelly would just have to leave. He turned to his sister for support, and felt his stomach do a flip as he looked upon her face. Her ears were flattened against her head, her eyes were scrunched up, her mouth was pulled back in a wince, and her hands were pressed against her cheeks, all while her shoulders moved up and down as she sobbed. It looked and sounded like she was crying, but from this close, Dave could see that her facial fur was dry, that her eyes were clear of anything except embarrassment. She was only pretending to be upset, but why? He received the terrible answer seconds later as she spoke up.

"D-Daddy... he, he hurt me..."

He felt his heart skip a beat as he realized what she meant. Suddenly, Dave no longer cared about being discovered. He loved Kelly more than anything else in the world, and witnessing this betrayal felt like he'd been stabbed in the chest. He tried to find the words to address her, but they would not properly come.

"Kelly... Why would you..."

He trailed off as she continued to ignore him. He turned to his parents, to try to explain his side of the story, but before he could utter a word, his father lifted the heavy metal suitcase in his hand.

"You twisted bastard! Get the fuck away from her!"

Before he could react, the suitcase flew across the room directly into his face.

"Dad, no!"

He sat bolt upright in bed, arm in front of him to block the heavy projectile.

Wait, I was already sitting up.

After several seconds, he noticed that the suitcase wasn't coming, and he lowered his arm. The room was very dark, the only light coming in the window from the moon. He relaxed as he realized the unfortunate confrontation with his parents had been a dream. Automatically, he glanced at the door, and saw from the reflecting light that it was locked. Satisfied, he was about to lie back down and try to sleep when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Davey? What is it?"

He looked behind him. Kelly looked tired, but concerned. Their parents really were away for a few days, and they had taken to sleeping in the same bed, enjoying an aspect of relationships usually denied them. Dave looked away.

"It's nothing. Go back to sleep."

"Come on, Davey. Whenever anyone says 'it's nothing', it's usually something. I don't have that much experience watching you sleep, but I doubt you wake up every night screaming 'Dad, no'. What's wrong?"

He stared at the lumps in the blanket made by his feet.

"I told you, it's okay, it was just a bad dream, you can go back to sleep."

Several seconds passed in silence. She didn't lie back down, and he continued staring at the other end of the bed.

"Davey... why won't you look at me?"

He sighed. There was genuine concern in her voice. This Kelly still loved him. This Kelly hadn't betrayed him. He was letting events that hadn't actually happened colour his opinions of the girl he loved. He lay back down and wrapped his arms around her, tugging her close.

"I'm sorry, it's just... Never mind. I'm okay."

Amazingly, she didn't look placated. She started scratching behind one of his ears and quietly asked, "Was it the park dream again?"

About three weeks earlier, Dave had had a terrible nightmare where he and Kelly were walking in a public park, far from home, where no one knew them. Despite this, a group of warthogs inexplicably knew that they were brother and sister, and decided to 'teach them a lesson' after they saw them making out. It started with Dave being beaten, but then they turned their attention to Kelly... and the dream became much, much worse. He'd woken up, and despite the fact that their parents were home, he'd walked over to Kelly's room in the middle of the night, just to make sure she was okay. Kelly, who wasn't used to either being woken up from a sound sleep or seeing Dave with tears in his eyes, was extremely troubled by this, and had been asking about his dreams at least once every two days.

"No, it wasn't that one, it wasn't that bad... it's just that... okay, you really want to hear this?"

She rolled slightly, placing her head against his shoulder and her hand on his chest.

"I want to be here for you, Davey."

He took a deep breath.

"Okay, so it started out with us, ah, doing it, here in my bed."

Despite herself, Kelly giggled.

"Doesn't sound too bad so far."

"Yeah, well, then Mom and Dad walked in because the door wasn't locked."

"Oh, Davey. That must have been awful!"

Exactly as he had predicted, Kelly lifted her head to look at the door herself, just as he had done after he woke up.

"Yeah, well, that wasn't the worst part."

He paused, unsure of how to bring it up. Kelly began rubbing at the star on his chest, something she did a lot when she was trying to make him feel good.

"It's okay, Davey, you can tell me."

"After they walked in, you... you pretended you were crying and said that... that you didn't want to do it and that I'd raped you."

She leaned up to look in his eyes, a horrified look etched into her face.

"Ohmygod, I said that?"

He shrugged, almost embarrassed by this point.

"Well, actually, all you said was 'Daddy, he hurt me', but..."

She clutched at his chest as if he'd float away if she let go.

"God, Davey, that's terrible! Wh-what did you do?"

"Not a whole lot, Dad threw a suitcase at me before I could say anything, and I woke up."

She pushed a hand underneath him and hugged him tight.

"Oh Davey, I would never do anything like that, I'd never throw you to the wolves like that. You know that, right?"

It was at this point that Dave made a fairly large mistake. He hesitated. Kelly picked up on this right away, despite being so tired.

"Davey?"

"I'm sorry, Kels, it's just... I don't know, what if the dream is a sign or something?"

"A sign?! Of what? That I'll betray you?!"

She punched him in the shoulder.

"You asshole! I would never sell you down the river to get out of trouble!"

"No, no, I know that, I meant... Kelly, I'm your brother. Our relationship is going to be a lot harder to keep up than everyone else's. We can't even kiss in public, for God's sake! Think about it: there's a very real chance that someone could find out about us, and then what?"

"Davey, if someone finds out about us, we'll deal with it together. If it's our parents, then we'll just have to make them understand how we feel about each other. They love us, big brother. They love us more than anything else in the world. I don't think they'll stop loving us for this."

Dave turned his head, avoiding her eyes.

"And what if it's not our parents who find out? What if Caitlin walks in on us together? What if Danny finds out? Even if for whatever reason they choose not to tell anyone else, they'll still know, and do you think they'll understand?"

Despite herself, Kelly blushed as she imagined Dave's best friend Daniel walking in on her making love to her sibling. When she'd been younger she'd had a bit of a crush on the handsome rabbit, and the idea of him seeing her under her brother... Thankfully Dave continued talking, allowing her to put the image out of her mind.

"And what if they do tell everyone they know? No one else will see this as anything other than a creepy sex thing, Kelly. Mom and Dad probably won't hate us, you're right, but that would be because they choose to put up with it because they love us, not because they understand it."

A few moments of silence followed, Kelly listening to her brother breathe, before she responded.

"We knew that was a possibility going into this, Davey. What are you trying to say?"

He turned his head to look back at her again, and she was taken aback by the amount of pain in his eyes.

"Kelly... this dream... it just reminded me of something I've been worrying about for a long time. We're all happy and giggly to talk about having a secret relationship now, that no one knows about it and the only thing that's really changed in our lives is that we're having sex. But... but what happens when the shit really does hit the fan? Are we really ready to deal with the bad things that come with a relationship? And I don't mean getting caught by someone, I mean the bad things that can happen in any relationship. What happens if the condom breaks and I knock you up? What happens if I get drunk and cheat on you? If we get into a huge fight and stop talking, won't people notice that we suddenly can't stand each other?"

He swallowed before uttering a statement that made Kelly feel like she'd been punched in the stomach.

"Maybe... maybe we should call it off before we make a big mistake."

She stared at him, mouth open in horror, for a good ten seconds before she could think straight enough to respond.

"Davey... no... you can't mean that..."

"I'm afraid I do."

"No... please... say you don't mean it..."

He remained silent. Suddenly Kelly felt her pain switch from sorrow to fury.

"Goddammit, no! No!"

She lunged up at her brother, gripping a fistful of his fur in each hand, staring him in the eyes, her own filling with tears. He grimaced and started,

"Kelly, it was silly to ever think that it could really work out between us, be reasonable-"

She tightened her grip, causing him to wince with pain as she pulled on his chest fur.

" No! I want you to listen to me, Davey, and I want you to listen well."

She swallowed to force the lump out of her throat.

"When I first realized how I really felt about you, after we'd started messing around, I didn't want to accept it, even I thought it was wrong. But you know what? I couldn't change it then, and I can't change it now. I love you. I love every part of you, Davey, even the parts you wish you could change. You make me feel like the most special girl in the world whenever we're together, Davey. I feel it every time you smile, every time you make me laugh, every time we talk about anything. You're strong and handsome and kind and, well... most importantly, you feel it too. I can see it in your eyes, Davey. When we're joking around, there's nowhere else you'd rather be than with me. When we're making out on the couch, I'm the only thing in the world to you. Did I ever tell you how adorable it is the way you're so protective of me when we make love? I know I told you that you don't need to be so careful, but every time I gasp the wrong way, you come to my rescue and make sure nothing's wrong. I love that about you, Davey, that you're there for me."

As she spoke, she loosened her grip on his fur and lowered her head, until it was resting on his chest, directly over his heart. She felt her eyes growing damp as she continued.

"I love you, David Parrish. I'm going to tell you the same thing you told me when the truth came out. I don't care how long or hard the road is, I want to walk it with you. If we get found out and everyone we know thinks of us as freaks, so be it. If we have to move far away in order to live in peace, I'll do that. I'm willing to sacrifice all of that, Davey, because... because I think with you I can be really, truly, happy. And I thought you felt the same way about me. Please, Davey. Please don't throw all that away because you think one stupid dream is a sign from God or something that we can't make it work."

She closed her eyes and let out a shuddering sigh, just this side of a sob, and closed her eyes, her tears soaking into her brother's fur. For a few moments neither of them said anything, the only sound Kelly could hear being the beating of her brother's heart. Finally, she felt Dave place a hand on top of her head and slowly begin smoothing out her hair, running his fingers through it again and again, the action doing a lot to calm her. For a time she lay there, enjoying the sensation and trying not to wonder if it'd be the last time she ever felt it. Then Dave broke the silence, his voice heavy, like he was forcing himself not to cry.

"Your fur is so soft... I don't think I ever told you how jealous I was of it when we were little. Mine's always been all coarse. I've always liked the way your fur feels, Kelly."

As he spoke, his hand slipped from her hair to her back, gently rubbing between her shoulder blades, spreading his fingers and letting them get tangled up in her coat.

"I'm sorry, Kelly... I promised I would never hurt you, remember? I... I'm not all the way awake. I was so freaked out by the dream that... that I wasn't thinking straight. Because you're right, Kels. I love you, too. I love you so much I can't imagine living my life without you. I was gonna be the big noble hero who gives up what he loves most for the sake of what's right... but breaking up so that no one can find out about us isn't 'right', it's just the easy way out."

Kelly turned her head and looked into her brother's eyes, daring to hope.

"If I have to make a choice between the way we make each other feel, and the respect of everyone else I know... then I choose you, Kelly. I choose you."

Dave actually wanted to keep his little speech going, but he found himself unable to speak as Kelly, tears of joy in her eyes, pulled her body on top of his and kissed him like it was going out of fashion. He gave into his own feelings and returned it, his hands going to her back to hold her tight against him. This close, he could feel his sister's heart beating through her skin, and the knowledge that it beat for him convinced him that he'd made the right choice. When the Parrishes finally broke off their kiss, they lay there, just holding each other.

"I'm sorry I scared you, Kels. Thanks for setting me straight."

She nuzzled her head against his chest contentedly.

"My pleasure, Davey. Just return the favour if I ever doubt us, 'kay?"

"Anything for you."

She looked up at him sheepishly.

"So... do you wanna fool around?"

Dave thought about it, then surprised both of them by shaking his head.

"...No, actually. I just wanna get some sleep, if that's okay with you."

Kelly returned her head to his chest, smirking.

"That's fine, I didn't really wanna do it either, I just wanted to make sure you were feeling better."

"Well there is one thing you could do..."

"Name it, Davey."

He hugged her slightly tighter.

"Could you stay right there? You're the best teddy bear I've ever had."

She laughed quietly, and nuzzled her head against his chin.

"You got it."

A few moments of silence followed, during which Dave felt himself begin to drift away, before his sister's voice once again cut through the dark.

"Davey?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you. Twice."

"I love you twice too, Kelly. I love you too."

And then the only sounds in the room were a pair of very low, very quiet, but very happy purrs.