Erika storms into the bedroom, and grabs the blanket. Eliza desperately holds on to the spread, but she's overpowered, and it's ripped off, exposing the pair of nude teens. Yeah, Kevin's never going to want to deal with Eliza and her crazy mother again. But this isn't enough. Erika looked over Kevin's naked body. She'd never made it that far with him in the months they were together. Either he liked Eliza more, or they were pulling the wool over her eyes for longer than he'd thought. She hated this asshole. She wanted him to suffer. But she also still wanted him.
Erika climbed onto the bed, and locked lips with Kevin. To her surprise, he didn't fight it. He started making out back at her. They locked together, and shared a moment of passion while Eliza screamed beside them, still naked. Kevin's hands wandered downward, and he started to pull down Eve's skirt. Then he stopped, and stared directly into the eyes of his sexual assailant. "Erika..." he worded.
Your sister jolted back, and froze up. Kevin stood up, and grabbed Eliza's hand, calming her. "That's not your mom. I don't know how, but that's Erika!"
There Erika stood, with her disguise penetrated, against two people she hated more than anyone else.
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