Siblings with Benefits Ch. 35

"Mark baby," I said softly. "I didn't say that we couldn't I just I..."

"You can't even answer me!"

This time when Mark shouted he jumped to his feet knocking his chair over. The buzzer went off on his phone again;

"Mark? Are you okay in...?"

"I said leave me the fuck alone!!" Mark screamed into the phone.

Grabbing the receiver he lifted it and slammed it back down so hard it broke in two.

"I don't even get the courtesy of a fucking answer!" he bellowed as he picked up the phone and hurled it across the room. The cord snapped taught and the phone landed a foot in front of his glass trophy case.

"Just a bunch of fucking buts!"

"Mark stop!" I cried out, as with a backhand swing he hit the flat screen monitor of his computer. I heard it crack and saw it smash into pieces as it flew off the desk to hit the floor.

"All we've been through together, all I've done for you and I can't even get a simple answer!! I don't even rate a fucking yes or no! Is that fair Megan?"

"Hell," he continued. "I don't even get dinner! You come in to take me for one last ride, then tell me your hopping a fucking jet to go shmooz some rich prick! That's why I get buts, what would happen to your career! You're selfish Megan! You're fucking selfish!"

"Little brother please," I said as tears filled my eyes. "Please don't..."

"Don't what? Tell the damn truth? I laid it on the line Megan, I put it out there figuring I would either be very happy or at least know I could move on, one way or another I would get my answer and know what? I didn't, not a straight one anyway, I get a non-answer is what I get!"

He pointed his left hand at me and I saw blood dripping from the back of it.

"Is that fair to me Megan? Is it?"

"Baby please," I tried again to calm him. "I didn't say no I..."

"You didn't say anything!"

"I said I loved you Mark I..."

"No you said the word Yes! Not that you loved me then after the yes it was but! But, but, but!!!"

Each time he said the word, Mark pounded his fist straight down into the desktop. There was a crack and my eyes widened as I saw Mark had broken the top of the solid oak desk.

"There are no buts in love! And I deserve better!"

"Mark I don't want to hurt..."

"Oh please! You never want to hurt anyone you just keep doing it anyway. Don't worry Megan, this is the last time you'll hurt me. I'm fucking done with you!"

"Mark no...." I began as tears began flowing down my cheeks. "But what about... You don't want to ..." I stopped and whispered. "See me?"

"Oh poor fucking you Meg!" Mark snapped. "Right back to you, don't worry Megan I'll see you again! But it will be different, oh yes it will! But no worries I'll come down to Chicago before I go to LA and we will have a good old time don't you worry!"

"Please." I sobbed. "Please stop..."

"Hey know what Meg? Remember those girls at the club last time? The ones I didn't want to mess with? Let's go find them! There's nothing between us so we'll play!" he laughed. "Matter of fact let's not stop at the club, let's bring them back to your place! We'll have a foursome we'll spend all night tearing them apart!"

He laughed again then pointed at me.

"But don't worry sis, I won't hog all the fun! Next night we'll go find a guy and take him home and I can watch him fuck you!! I'll share you with him!"

"Mark no..."

"No what? That doesn't sound like fun? After all I'll still be good enough to fuck right? I mean apparently that's all I've ever been good for." He grunted disgustedly. "Hey I was warned right? All those years ago you said we weren't for all the time I guess you meant it!"

"No Mark!" I sobbed. "I...I was in love with you then! So in love with you! I just... things were..."

Mark stopped and I saw a slow sad smile spread over his face.

"Was." He said quietly. "You just said it Meg, you was in love with me, past tense."

"No!" I exclaimed. "That's not what I... you have me all...."

I stopped as that look of rage came back.

"You know what Megan? Go fuck yourself!!" Mark snarled at me.

"Wh...what?" I gasped.

"You heard me, go fuck yourself! Stop your phony bawling, take your needy selfish ass and get the hell away from me! You got what you came here for; got your story, got laid got whatever you wanted! Now go get on your plane!"

"No, Mark you don't mean..."

Mark stopped me by leaning over the desk until his face was within a foot of mine. His red rimmed tear filled eyes, were a dark muddy brown and I could see his temples pounding.

"I said leave Megan now, go get on you plane and see Walsh."

Straightening up he turned his back to me and started walking towards the window at the back of his office.

"Go take care of yourself Megan." He said looking at me over his shoulder. "After all it's what you do best."

Authors note: Hope you enjoyed the return of The Voice! Now that we are getting close to the end I will let the cat out of the bag a little and entice you with the fact that The Voice as well as The Dog will make one more appearance in the series finale. Once again I would like to thank all of you who continue to support my work. Your votes comments, and feedback help keep me going! Next up; Things get really ugly.

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