14 Rest Up Part I

I woke up with a start, my body sitting upright with haste. My arms were snapped back and my head was slammed back against my pillow. I was in my room, and my eyes wondered up to see my hands handcuffed to the bed.

What the actual flying fuck?!

I swallowed hard and tried to slip my hands out. Nothing.

I looked down, the only thing I was wearing was my underwear.

Fey smiled at me from my computer chair, "Oh Warren, you are awake?"

I raised an eyebrow, "What the hell is going on, why am I handcuffed again?!"

Fey shrugged and swiveled in my computer chair, "It's payback for yelling at me, I don't like when people talk down to me."

I tried to fish the covers onto my body with my feet, the grey blanket falling to the floor.

"Sorry about everything..."

My attempt to cover myself was halted, "Don't apologize, it doesn't fit your character well at all."

Fey blinked rapidly, "Character?"

I shook my head, "Never mind just get these off."

Fey reached for the hand cuffs but stopped herself, "Oh maybe I should get a picture before I do." She giggled and skipped to the door. As she reached for the handle, it slowly opened.

Veronica stood in the doorway. I quickly moved the hand cuffs under my pillow and managed to grab the covers with my toes and pull them over my waist.

"Fey what are you doing in Warren's room?" She asked with daunting eyes. She wore a black and white dress, her blonde hair tied in a bun and her almost red eyes glaring at me.

I noticed how they were not blue.

"I wanted to check on him..."

She stepped to the side, "I suppose, now give me and Warren a few minutes to talk."

Fey gulped and hurried out of my room without another word.

Veronica shut the door and locked it, a annoyed look on her face. I was more worried why she locked the door, was she going to pull a Fey and attack me?!

I readied myself for the best.

I mean worst.

The older woman quietly walked across the room, her high heels clacking against one another.

She pulled my computer chair close to the bed and sat down, smoothing her dress out as she did.

She slightly smiled, "Hello Warren, I would like to formally thank you for your service as of yesterday, the girls have told me everything."

I sighed, somehow glad and disappointed she wasn't harassing me.

Wait did I low key like dominatrix? I swallowed hard and let the question drift to the back of my mind.

A question for another day far from now.

Veronica held a hand up, "Enough, you did such a great thing, do not wave away a simple gesture of kindness."

I nodded from my awkward position, my hands still hidden behind my pillow.

"I understand..."

"Now," Veronica said as she placed her hands on her thigh. "Time for the serious part."

I noticed my body was shaking from her words, the fear making me close my mouth.

"I was the one who left the message on your laptop."

My head spun, my mind taking probably a full minute to process what she just said.

My newly adopted mother saw the very incest-based novel I started. The same mother who has four lovely daughters who live in the same house.

Fucking.Fan.Tastic.

I noticed a few droplets of sweat slide down my forehead. What was I going to say to that?!

No snarky or meta comment would save me now.

I brought shame to this family, I must die.

In my inner turmoil, Veronica leaned in, her eyes piercing me.

I could of sworn I yelped like a dog.

"Do not ever touch my daughters in any manner that would bring me distaste, if you do, your existence will be nothing but a memory."

I almost cried. Waaaaasn't that illegal?!

Did she just threaten to kill me?

The top of her breast were slightly visible...

Wait, where did that last part come from?

"Do you understand Warren?"

I quickly answered, "I understand completely Mrs. Reina."

Her stern look faded and the gorgeous classy Veronica reappeared, the colors she showed dispersing.

Veronica giggled, "Please, just call me mom."

I nodded again, "Okay..."

She leaned in and whispered, "Goodbye, Sex King."

Welp, there goes everything. My fame is gone, I cannot publish anything if my mother knows it. I'm screwed, what was my publisher gonna say?

"Also, please take care of them, they are helpless."

We both heard a loud thud on my door.

"Stop moving Arid, your boobs are too big."

Olivia whispered.

"Me, that was Autumn, also it's not my fault there so big."

Arid whispered back.

Autumn blushed(pure prediction), "Why would you saaaay thaaat."

Fey face palmed(pure speculation), "You guys are gonna get us caught."

Veronica smiled and walked over to the door.

Arid spoke again, "Wait was that someone walking?"

Veronica opened the door and her four daughters fell face first to the floor. The four sisters smiled and Arid waved, "Hey Mom, just ya know...sitting around."

Fey sighed And Olivia searched for her glasses.

Autumn was too muffled by Arid's stomach to talk.

I smiled too, Veronica rolling her eyes and stepping over the metaphorical pile of shit that was in my doorway. I furrowed my eyebrows and waited to hear Veronica's footsteps on the stairs.

"YOU FUCKING IDIOTS, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!"

They all laughed and scrambled to get up. I unison they spoke, "To say good morning to our brother."

My heart grew five times at the words...and no I'm not the grinch.

I opened my mouth to speak,

"GET THESE HANDCUFFS OFF ME FEY OR I SWEAR!"

They continued to laugh and Fey snapped a picture of me with her smartphone.