Into Sydney's Room Surviving on Short Notice chapter 12 by deleted_user

Your mother's temper was notoriously short, and being on the receiving end of it at less than a centimeter? Well, that was suicide. As quickly as your small legs can carry you, you dart away from Catherine's towering feet towards the inch-wide gap under Sydney's door. Unlike you or Brooke, Sydney was a complete tomboy and the rebellious oddball of the family. You never really interacted much in the past, especially now that she was in her angsty teen phase. Unsurprisingly, as soon as you pass under the door, you're greeted with a view of the messiest room you have ever seen. Far worse than yours had ever been, and there, still asleep and sprawled out on her bed, was Sydney.

The air was stale and smelled like sweat, no doubt coming off the dozens of dirty clothes dotting the floor and from the tattered-looking pair of sneakers to your right. Your first instinct is to approach Sydney directly, she had by far the best eyesight in the family, and maybe a big enough heart to rescue her now "little" sibling. As you start to walk over, you're reminded of how your mom would storm into your room if you weren't up in time and shake you awake. That certainly looked to be where this morning was headed. Your thoughts are interrupted by the loud banging on Syd's door, followed by your mother's final warning.

"Syd! If you aren't out this door in 30 seconds I'm coming in!"

Yup, definitely that kind of morning. You can hear Sydney's loud, obnoxious groan as she stretches awake. You have very little time before either your mom's or Sydney's feet come stomping towards you, looking for the closest hiding spot, your heart drops. A dark pair of worn panties is right next to you, radiating off more of that stale, sweaty smell. You look around for anything else you could possibly use. The next closest thing was a stray, crumpled sock closer to the bed. Just as you're about to move, the door blows open, revealing your tired and groggy mother. Her eyes never once look down at the floor as she lumbers in, her bare feet slapping lazily against the floor, creating tremors around you. Diving into the fabric of the panties, you brace for impact.

BOOM!!!

Catherine's foot crashes into the floor exactly where you had been seconds prior. The displaced air sends you flying deeper into the panties. You can hear the commotion of your sister being shaken awake, but your senses are far too preoccupied with the dominating odor of Syd's sweaty crotch. It was never something you dreamed of smelling, but now you couldn't get away from it, no matter how hard you tried. As Catherine leaves the room, you watch in horror as Sydney gets up from her bed and starts to change. You avert your eyes as best you can, but soon the real horror begins. Syd's mammoth bare feet crash down on either side of you, blocking your exits. You don't dare look up as her hands clasp around the panties, beginning your ascent into utter hell. You shout and scream at her to notice, and as the panties soar into the air, you catch the briefest glimpse of your final destination, desperate to jump off, you decide to run___