Son of Eros

Chapter 6 The Nun

Closer. Closer. Closer. Christina's green eyes infiltrated the shadows under Lila's bed like scifi-laser beams. I could smell her bubblegum shampoo up close, mixed with that crisp, soapy scent she always had.

Did she bathe in holy water every morning? I wish I could watch—

What the hell was I thinking?! Fear returned, and my heart jackhammered like crazy. One more inch, and she'd spot my future-convict face.

Worse, the luge that Lila's little OnlyFans show earlier was still there. The combination would be devastating to my life—Busted! Pervert! Rapist!

More importantly, I would be out on the street by lunch or be escorted by the cops. Was that my destiny?

I had no choice but to use the obvious card available. I blinked, and the system menu flickered in my vision.

[Invisibility Skill Lvl 1: Ready. Duration: 20 seconds.] [x2]

Fuck it. Activate!

A tingle rushed over my skin, like I was a kitten not wanting to take a bath. My body shimmered for a second like a waterbed, and then vanished. Poof!

It was gone from the world, or at least from human eyes. I couldn't see any part of me. It was unbelievable that it actually worked!

The air felt like it was pressing in, but I didn't care. It was the endgame.

Christina's eyes appeared, and she looked right at me, making my hair stand on end. Would the invisibility skill really work?

[00:00:19] The clock was ticking fast. Fuck! What if she took a longer time to explore?

My saintly sister's face hovered there, inches away, her ponytail brushing the bedframe. Wow, I never noticed she was so pretty. Must be because she takes such good care of herself like a nun.

Christina squinted, then narrowed her eyes, as if studying a dead rat in the school lab. Her nose wrinkled like she had smelled bad cheese. "Hmm. What's this?"

My heart did an acrobatic jump. Did the invisibility skill not work? Or did girls have special eyes? System, did you betray me?

Christina's hand extended towards me, and I thought it was over. She dipped her fingers and picked something up. An object on the floor? It was one of the marbles I had rolled out!

"Come on, Lila. You need to clean up your room."

"What? I can't hear you!" the big sister almost screamed at us. She was probably listening to music on headphones, oblivious to the high-octane drama under her bed.

Christina pulled back, taking the marble with her. She straightened up, brushing her knees with those manicured hands. "Clean up! This room's a pigsty."

I exhaled silently, a ghost's sigh that nobody could hear. That was so close! Relief washed over me like cold water on a stove burn.

Okay… So… Invisibility worked like a charm, so far. Literally.

But damn, that wasted one of my two dailies. Twenty seconds felt like an eternity and a blink all at once.

[12... 11...]

The mental ticker counted down painfully. Why doesn't she leave?

Christina turned to Lila, who was still sprawled on the bed under her fluffy pink blanket, earphones in, scrolling her phone like the world hadn't almost ended for me.

If I had been a stalker, she'd get attacked daily. And I'm sure there were many, considering her social media posts.

"You know, Lila, this is exactly why Mom worries about you. A kook like you, leaving marbles on the floor? What if you'd cracked your skull?"

Christina put her hands over her waist like a mother herself. "And look at this mess! There are clothes everywhere, and the drawers are half-open like a whore's boudoir."

"It's an affront to God and basic moral principles. Clean up before you embarrass the family at the gala tonight!"

Lila yanked out one earbud, rolling her eyes hard. "Oh, stuff it, Saint Christina. Not everyone's a nun like you. Some of us like living a little. And hey, at least I don't pray over my kale smoothies every morning."

She waved a hand lazily. "Go govern someone else's life. I'm fine."

Christina huffed, crossing her arms over her crisp white blouse, the kind the virgins were in satanist movies, with its high collar and pearl buttons.

"Fine? You're a walking disaster, sister. Dad would tan your hide if he saw half the trash in here."

Ooo. I used to think the two sisters were like Bonnie and Clyde, but they were more like gossip girls off-screen. I could use that to my advantage someday. Anyway, that was for later. Right now, I willed Christina to fuck off so that I could complete my mission.