My Only Sunshine | By : AberrantScript Category: +G through L > The Loud House Views: 5832 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Lincoln shifted under his blankets. His bleary eyes turned toward the closed door of his bedroom in confusion. He could have sworn it'd opened; he'd heard socked-footsteps treading his carpet. But apparently he was still alone.
Grinning madly, a girl with long blonde hair, shades, and a turquoise nightgown crawled over to the bedframe…
Luna felt hot tears falling from her eyes, flooding her cheeks, as she looked at her sister… her beautiful sister, Luan… dangling over the precipice of death.
She uttered a horrible cry of anguish, as that vibrator cycled through its eleven different settings; its slick exterior was wedged as deep in her as it could go, violating her, forcing her body to arousal against its will…
Luna's watery eyes focused on that tiny stranded rope connecting the toy… winding around her leg and making angry, bloodied welts… and knotted around the front legs of Luan's chair.
Luan managed a giggle even as her heart raced and her body struggled against the chain binding her in place.
Luna frowned against her forced moans, and sobbed out pitifully, "What's so funny about this situation, Luan!?"
Luan felt her own tears trickle into her nightshirt as she looked at the stricken face of her best friend. She sighed, looking away from her angel.
"Turnabout is fair play, Luna…"
The mattress dipped and Lincoln turned around again. His eyes widened and his mouth opened up to let out a scream when he came face to face with Leni!
But a hand suddenly clamped down onto his face, nails pressing his cheeks into his gum-line painfully.
Leni looked down into his eyes, and he blinked his eyes in confusion.
Weren't Leni's eyes blue?
Why were they suddenly brown…?
Luna bit back a whimper. Her thighs were aching and her heart was racing faster and faster, trying to reach a crescendo. But she fought it hard. Her fingernails dug into her hips until blood flowed down the chair legs. She held her gums between her jaws until she coughed up deep red spittle.
Luan's heart was breaking. She bit her lip. Luna didn't deserve this.
She looked her sister in the eyes, in her blood red, crying, agonized eyes… and she made up her mind right then.
"None of this is your fault, Luna…"
She would do anything to save her precious sunshine… her darling sister…
"Wh-wh-wha-aht! do y-you mean?"
Luan felt her cheeks blush among the chill of impending death. Her body was reacting to Luna's moans as if their lives weren't in danger. As if they were in bed together. As if their souls were intertwined beneath the bedsheets, a mirror image of their bodies.
She resolved to herself that she would save her beloved…
"Luna… it's mine."
Even if she had to die to do it.
Lynn Sr. and Rita pulled into the driveway. It'd been a few hours since night had fallen.
Lynn opened the door and stepped out into the chilly night air. It paled in comparison to the ice hanging inside his chest. He closed the door and paused. Through the window he saw his wife crying once again, and he felt more tears forming in his own eyes as well.
He walked over to the steps and began searching for the house key.
He'd let his wife enter when she felt like it…
The door opened and a light came on in the living room.
Through bleary eyes, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary. But there was an eerie calm.
He stepped into the kitchen and grabbed one of the kids' juice boxes from the fridge. He needed something calming and a little sweet.
He leaned against the counter as he stabbed the straw into it, taking a slow sip. He could barely taste anything more than citric acid on his lifeless tongue.
Every part of him felt dead.
Thirty minutes.
His wife clung to his chest during that time, crying until his shirt had soaked through, as they waited for the team of doctors and nurses to come back to them with news.
But they never did.
Thirty minutes later, they saw a young male doctor exit the room and look for them.
Somehow Lynn managed to wave for his attention, and the man walked over to them.
For one brief second hope returned to him… and then he saw the other five men and women push Lana's bed out of the door… a single white sheet covering her body from head to toes.
He frowned and began crying anew when he realized she was no longer attached to any monitors or IVs or anything… just one tiny body in a bundle of sheets headed to the morgue.
He didn't need to hear the doctor's explanation or comforting words.
He needed to hug his wife and cry until he had nothing left in him.
That was an hour ago.
And now… now, he was a soulless man, leaning against the counter on aching legs, and holding an apple juice to his parched lips.
Rita slowly walked in and immediately fell into a kitchen chair.
They didn't look at each other… just staring at safe objects.
Rita looked at that dead petunia in the center of the table that she'd forgotten to replace with something new.
Lynn looked at the set of alphabet letters on the fridge that Lola and Lan- …he turned his eyes away and finished his juice.
Their lives would never be the same ever again. There'd always be that little dark hole in the back of their hearts… their nights would be full of nightmares until they died, or forgot the faces of their dead children…
Lynn was sure he'd sooner die than forget how Lana's lifeless body jolted into the air, landing in a crumpled heap… how he'd heard a cracking sound where one of her ribs had broken under the strains of CPR… how her lonely white bed entered an elevator and left them forever…
He sucked air and looked at the crumpled box in his clammy, shaking hands.
Rita looked toward him as he walked over to the trash can.
He took slow steps, trying to work his legs against their melancholy complacence. He reached the open can and held the box above it…
Rita heard a gasp and furrowed her brows. "What's wrong, Lynn?"
He fell against the counter, sliding against the edge, only catching his fall at the very last second. His eyes turned toward his wife's, scared and haunted. "Lily!"
Rita's heart skipped and she moved to the trash can.
Lynn's arms suddenly went numb and he fell to the floor. His mind was swimming. His lungs were struggling to breathe. Sweat dotted his brow.
Rita screamed, reaching for her baby girl.
Lynn looked up and saw his precious angel's head dangling to the side… as if the bones in her neck had been severed… and his body instinctually tried to gasp, only he couldn't.
"R-Rita…"
She clutched her dead child to her chest and wailed to the sky, her husband's pleas unheard.
The numbness in his arms was spreading, the sweating moving to his cheeks and neck… every breath was getting harder than the last.
Then, his heart began skipping beats…
"Rita!"
She finally turned toward him, unable to make out his shape from the abundance of tears in her eyes.
Lynn tried to sit up, but ended up falling onto his back. The palpitations were increasing…
"M-my h-heart…"
Rita held Lily tightly to her bosom; she was already cold… but those two words threw a fresh bucket of ice over her head.
"Wh-where is it!?"
He tried to talk, but couldn't gain enough air to make any more words. So, he did what he could and pointed upwards.
Rita nodded to herself and took off on shaky legs. She ran up the steps as quick as she could.
Why weren't any of the kids making noise!?
She couldn't stop to ponder it… couldn't pause to open a single door…
She burst into the bathroom and threw open the medicine cabinet. She grabbed each bottle, and dropped it when she realized it wasn't what she needed. She went through all of them in seconds and her heart stopped.
She knelt on the ground and looked through them a second time…
A third time…
A fourth time…
She ran back down the stairs and sobbed above her husband. His eyes were closed, his chest barely moving, and she had no idea what to do…
She pulled out her phone and called for an ambulance, and then sat beside him.
Lynn listened to the sounds of his wife sobbing and he opened his eyes just enough to see Lily's hanging head.
Rita watched as he lifted a hand toward Lily's head… it made it halfway before it fell limply to his chest.
She burst into a new wave of tears as she laid her angel on her husband's lap and put her hands to his chest.
"Please, Lynn!"
She pressed strongly, surely into his ribs.
"I need you!"
That same team of paramedics arrived in ten minutes and relieved her of duty.
Before the sun rose with morning's dawn, Lynn Sr., Rita's precious ray of sunshine, was declared dead.
And Rita knew in her heart that she had died with him.
Linc blinked his eyes dumbly as a strong hand pulled his wrists above his head, another pulling his bottoms down his legs.
He tried yelling for help, but her lips latched onto his.
He tried to bump her off, squirm under her, knock her over… but he only succeeded in causing her to moan above him. It made him blush; his eyes widening in realization.
A second later, he felt a warm slickness engulf his erection and he closed his eyes to keep the tears at bay.
Why was Leni doing this to him? …to her little Lincy?
Luna turned her eyes away from her sister.
"Don't you see, Luna? I had to! For us!"
Luna bit her tongue to keep from screaming out her pain.
"Leni was keeping us apart and Linc was the only way to hurt her!"
Luna's heart stopped. She turned to look at her, and she saw Luan's eyes widen at the hurt and anger in Luna's eyes. She yelled her rage into the night sky before subsiding into sobbing coughs and forced moans.
"P-please, look at me, Luna…"
Luna looked her square in the eyes. Her heart was already dead, but she still felt a new twinge of pain as three little words ripped out from her very soul. "I hate you."
Luan cried out. "N-n-no, Luna! Y-you don't mean that!" She shook against her chains… the motion causing the vibrator to slip an inch inside Luna's vagina. "Please, tell me you love me!"
Lincoln cried out into Leni's lips when he felt a fist punch his shoulder, over and over again. A bruise was forming, and then blood was dripping. That heat was pushing him over the edge and he was so scared. He didn't know what was happening… what was coming… and everything, every pleading word he uttered into her mouth did nothing but anger her.
He heard her cry out, and he felt a mind-numbing tightness around his length, and then two hands were gripping his neck… he could barely breathe…
"You stole my Luna from me! You stole my virginity! And now you're putting your filth inside me!"
As darkness tinged the edges of his vision, his gasping brain recognized what he thought was Luan's voice…
"I just want you to die! I want all of you to die!"
Luna stared down into a pile of dead leaves. She could see two little ants… one was walking away in a straight, unyielding line… the other was standing on its back legs, its front arms waving toward its friend… begging for it to return…
"You'd rape your own brother… in the name of love?" Luna whispered.
Luan chuckled darkly.
"I'd do anything for your love, sis."
Luna's eyes flashed.
"The twins…?"
Luan felt herself blushing at the intense glare her sister was giving her. Yeah, it felt terrible for your lover to be mad at you… but it was also a little exciting.
"Leni asked me to add some sugar to that batch of cookies… and I did."
Luan shrugged her shoulders and looked up at an empty squirrel's nest.
"…and if some rat poison happened to fall into the batch, well…"
She turned her eyes back toward Luna's hurt face.
"…that's two less people standing in between me and my beloved."
Luna clenched her eyes shut as more tears fell. She felt a tightness in her chest, an ache in her stomach. She felt acidic bile bubble up into her mouth and she held it back with her teeth. When she opened her eyes… it was to the sight of Luan blushing and rubbing her thighs together obscenely.
"What is wrong with you!?"
Luan bit her lip as she felt her orgasm approaching.
"I'm just a girl in love~"
"Lincy~"
Lincoln opened his eyes but couldn't see anything.
"I'm right here, little brother~"
In the darkness, he could barely make out the hair of his older sister, Leni. Faint tendrils of moonlight were reflecting off her golden her like a precious gem.
He hurriedly backed away from her… but he soon found himself pinned against a tree…
Leni sat on his lap, and that's when Lincoln realized they were both naked. Her flesh felt warm against his. He could feel a familiar heat from her crotch boiling against the heat in his own.
"Please, don't do this again! Stop, Leni! Please…"
Leni frowned.
Luan's stupid mousey head should fall any second now, splitting open against a rock and spilling its guts into the river.
Her face gave him a warm smile and she held up a thermos lid, full of a warm tea. Little wisps of steam trailed off into the night sky like baby snakes.
Lincoln gulped when she wordlessly poured him a cup and pushed it to his lips.
She tilted her head, her eyes turning hazed and lusty. "Please, drink this for me. That's all I want, Lincy."
He nodded his head and took a sip, gagging it down. "Gosh, that's awful!"
Leni bit her lip and frowned. "I'm sorry, my love…"
My love? What is that supposed to mean? An image of his nightmare from last night appeared in his mind and he stilled… but that couldn't have happened, right? Leni got confused on the couch… didn't know what she was doing… and that haunted him in his sleep… right!?
She pushed it against his lips again, more urgently. "Please, for me?"
He took a calming breath to settle his nerves. Her voice was comforting and soothing to his nerves. It helped remind him of the sister who always treated him like the most special boy in the whole universe. She was always there for him… always loved him… always doted on him… Lincy meant the world to her, and Leni, he realized, meant the world to him, too.
Looking into her warm, loving eyes, he took another sip. It tasted terrible, but he continued until it was all gone.
He watched as she poured another cup and drank it in front of his eyes. Some fell onto her chin and he wiped it away with a finger, causing her to giggle.
He smiled. "What? I couldn't leave a mess on your angelic face."
She leaned into him, curling into his chest. "Do you really think I look like an angel?"
He put a hand in her hair as the two siblings looked into the night sky, seeing a billion stars smiling back at them.
"I've always thought you were the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen."
She turned her head and planted a kiss on his jaw.
"I love you, Lincy."
He turned and planted a kiss in her shining, moonlit hair.
"I love you, too, Leni."
As they gazed at the endless stars, they saw a bright light zip across the sky in a blur.
Leni gasped. "I wish we'd never have to leave each other ever again!"
Lincy chuckled, the sound a sweet melody to his sister's ears. "I never intended to leave your side, Leni."
She leaned away and looked at him; their twinkling eyes finding their mates. "Do you mean that?"
He smiled warmly, letting a single hand rest on her cheek. "Of course, you're the sunshine of my life."
She drifted closer to him, her eyes glancing at his lips for a second before returning to his eyes. "You're mine, too."
Lincoln didn't know if he was still dreaming or if his life suddenly made no sense anymore. He'd spurned her advances earlier because it was his innocent sister… undefiled and pure… and she must surely have been clueless to what she was doing to him, the reactions she was pulling from his body.
But now… now, as their lips embraced each other in something sweet, and pure, and caring; the very expression of their relationship since his birth and she'd first laid eyes on his pink body… he knew there was nowhere else his heart belonged than in her loving hands.
When they pulled apart he felt a tremor run through his body. A spasm twitched along his eye, and he looked at his sister in worry.
She smiled, feeling a twitch in her arms. "Don't worry, Lincy. It'll go away soon."
He wasn't convinced. "What's happening to us?"
She pulled him onto the sheet on the ground and cradled his twitching face to her naked breasts. She twined her legs with his and wrapped her arms around him. "Purest love is flooding our bodies, Lincy. Just hold onto me until it passes."
He held tightly to her. "I'll never let go."
Leni kissed him, flicking his cowlick until she lost movement in her arm. "Neither will I."
In minutes, their bodies fell into writhing seizures.
Soon, a pair of souls drifted away, still holding onto each other tightly, dancing under the still gaze of a silent moon.
Luna clenched her eyes tight, trying to contain her escalating whimpers.
Luan did nothing to hold back her unabashed moans, uttering out all of her lewd desires to her shocked sister.
"Please, all I need is for you to love me!"
Luna turned her head away, feeling her blood nearly reach the boiling point.
"It's just two words, sis!"
Luna couldn't handle it anymore.
"I will never love you!"
She let her thighs go slack, the vibrator ripping from her core, the rope burning a hot trail of blood around her leg…
Luan's cry of anguish and hurt was swallowed up by a scream as her chair tipped backward…
In the very second she let go, Luna's heart turned in her chest and she tried to grab the rope with her knees, but it was too late.
For one eternal moment, her horrified eyes locked with Luan's betrayed ones.
"Nooo!"
She watched as Luan's crying frown slipped over the edge… she heard her screams drift in the air until they suddenly ceased.
She thrashed against her binds until she fell onto the ground… she felt the chair break, but she didn't move…
The icy chill of stainless metal around her arms felt warm compared to the death washing over her heart.
"I killed her…"
She looked at the twin trails Leni had made when she dragged the chair over there…
"I should have died instead of her…"
She walked over to the edge, feeling colder than she'd ever felt in her life…
"But now she's gone…"
She couldn't see anything. No trace of blood or wood… or Luan… in the raging rush of waters down below.
She knelt down and let her tears flow down her cheeks.
"M-my only sunshine… a-and I… I killed her!"
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