7 Days of Incest/Prologue/Check your Phone

If I had a girlfriend, she'd dump me now, you think as you pull out your phone. Oh, it's just Dad; lucky me. He probably wants me to pick something up from the store when I get off work. But... I'm jobless.

However, as you unlock your phone and read the message, you instantly knew that something was wrong.

"Dammit, Dad... what the hell are you talking about," You mutter as you furiously type a response. Hitting send, you wait desperately for an answer.

Messages

Dad	Jake
Hey, couldn't message earlier. Just boarded the plane at the last minute.
	Plane... What plane?
You didn't hear? Your mom and I won two tickets for a Caribbean Cruise!
	But... when?
Just this morning! The ship leaves tomorrow, and it took us all morning to pack.
	You're joking! How long?

He's taking his sweet time about this, You think, your foot tapping with impatience. Its almost like he's deliberately trying to prolong my dread.

However, as soon as you see his response, the color drains from your face and you wish that you had remained oblivious to it.

"Oh... shit," You mutter as you begin typing again. "This day just keeps getting better and better."

Messages

Dad	Jake
Why A full 7 days! 7 glorious days for us to rest! 7 Days for you to be the man of the house! 7 days to spend some quality time with your three sisters!
	7 days? ...Alone with them? Are you crazy?
Oh come on, they're not that bad!
	You know that they're gonna burn down the House!
Then its your job to make sure that they don't!
	But... But...
Oh, and we promised your sisters that they each may choose one activity for the week. Since we can't do it, you will.
	Spring break just started; I have plans!
Well, now your plan is to take care of your sisters on our behalf.
	That's not fair!
Look, we cared about you for years; now it's time for you to take charge, be a man, and give something back. Please, just humor your sisters; it’ll do you good. Who knows? Maybe you'll finally tame their wild side.
	...
Sorry Jake, safety instructions over, gotta go! Money’s in the office drawer! Give the girls a kiss from us and have fun! Remember, call Aunt Barbra if there is an emergency.

Did... he just cut me off? you wonder, slumping forward in a daze.

“Seven days,” You mutter in disbelief. “There’s no way I can survive the unrestrained antics of my sisters for that long. Not like this; not all at once.”

Life had taken your energy, then your job, and finally... your free time. And after all the sweat and tears that you paid, you were still expected to watch over the house, spend time with your sisters, and tolerate their antics with little hope for a reprieve the entire break.

I won't let this shit fly, you think, raising your head. Maybe in the morning I can figure out what to do, but I can't bear the girls tonight; I need some rest, not The Three Stooges on Speed!

Sleep at your Friend's House