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The Hardest Test	By : NMI Category: 1 through F > Family Matters Views: 4547 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Family Matters, nor the characters or stories from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. All sexualized characters are eighteen ears of age or older as this story takes place.

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When Laura woke the next morning, she realized it was Saturday. It was a good thing it was, too, because she wasn’t sure she could motivate herself to get out of bed that morning. She hadn’t spoken to Steve the rest of the night, and she was hoping by staying in bed, she could delay their next conversation a while longer. She felt so weird now, so different. She didn’t know what she could do or say that could make things normal between them again. She realized it wasn’t really his fault, but she couldn’t handle the fact that he let it go so far. Steve had always been a good friend first. He valued his friendship with her above all else and she couldn’t imagine how he could have rationalized the situation to this degree. She didn’t want to see him. Not today. Not yet. She wasn’t ready to look into those big puppy dog eyes and see a totally different man. She rolled over and began to cry again, very softly. She felt violated, and they’d shared barely a kiss. She couldn’t imagine how she’d feel had he gone through with it.
She had other concerns too, however, and other reasons to stay as far away from Steve Urkel as possible. As disconcerted as she was by the whole situation, she was more afraid of the dreams she had had the past two nights. Her brain was still trying to live out the fantasies that Steve’s antidote denied her. She hadn’t had a normal dream since the incident. Both the first night and last night, she dreamt about Steve. They didn’t feel quite as vivid as her potion-induced delusions, but they felt real while she was asleep. She dreamt about loving him the way she loved him that night. She dreamt about the look in his eye when she gave him everything he’d ever wanted. She dreamt about kissing him and touching him. She dreamt about being touched by him and hearing his voice whispering sweet nothings in her ear. She dreamt about how good it would feel to be with someone who loved her so completely, whom she could never disappoint, and who could never see her flaws. All of these conflicting emotions lead her to a frightening question:
Has the potion really worn off? Or worse, did it open a real door that can never be locked again?
When Steve woke up that morning, he immediately wished he hadn’t. He felt like a monster. He had never hated himself more than he did after his conversation with Laura. He had hoped to be able to explain away what happened, and he did, to an extent, but he couldn’t explain what almost happened and he couldn’t blame Laura for the way she was feeling. She was afraid of him and he understood why. He didn’t know how he could ever fix that. In that moment, for the first time in his life, he actually gave up all hope that she would ever love him back, and it didn’t even bother him. He didn’t deserve her love.
At about ten in the morning, Eddie swaggered in to find an empty house. He knew that his parents were on vacation and that Richie spent last night at a friend’s house, but that didn’t explain where Laura and Steve were. Normally, he wouldn’t be concerned, but it wasn’t like either of them to sleep in on the weekends, and given the events he witnessed the other day, he thought he’d better check in.
He figured Steve would be devastated, and that would be a whole issue to deal with, so he decided he’d start with Laura, so she could give him a quick summary. He knocked on her door, but barged in without waiting for an answer.
“Hey, Laura, how’s Steve doin’?”
Laura tried to quickly wipe her tears and look like she was asleep. It didn’t work.
“Woah, Laura, have you been crying?”
“Go away, Eddie,” she mumbled, trying not to sniffle.
“I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s wrong,” he replied sternly, sitting at the edge of her bed.
“I’m really not in the mood,” she tried again.
“Look, Laura, Mom and Dad are gone, so I’m in charge of the house. Whatever it is, you gotta tell me, so Big Brother can fix it.”
“Huh,” Laura scoffed, rolling over to the face the other direction, “Big Brother! My protector! Leaving me alone with him knowing full well that nerd had worked his voodoo on me.”
“You’re upset about the Woowoo Juice? Laura, c’mon it wasn’t a big deal.”
Laura shot up to sit upright in her bed, looking Eddie dead in the eye, “It wasn’t a big deal?! Eddie, I had no control over myself! It was mind control designed specifically to get into my pants! Not a big deal?!”
Eddie’s eyes widened, surprised at the implication, “Wait a minute, did he actually sleep with you like that?”
“No, but…”
“Whew, thank God,” Eddie visibly relaxed. “Laura, don’t scare a guy like that.”
Laura scowled at him. Did he really believe that not sleeping with her made it ok to drug her? “Eddie, you think that makes it ok? What? Should I give him an award? ‘Hey, Steve, thanks for not raping me even though you had every opportunity. Have a lifetime supply of spam?’”
“Laura, that’s ridiculous. There is not enough spam in the world to supply Steve Urkel for a lifetime!” Eddie chuckled.
Laura punched him in the arm and he grabbed it and winced. “This isn’t funny Eddie! Why does everyone think this is normal?! And why did you go out that night knowing I was so… vulnerable?”
Eddie sighed. When she put it like that, he didn’t sound so great. “Laura,” he tried, “You weren’t vulnerable. You were with Steve. If there is one guy I could trust alone with you, it’s him.”
“He kissed me, you know? He knew what was going on, he took advantage of the situation, and he kissed me.”
“First of all, I spilled the damn stuff on him. It’s not like he did it all on purpose. He didn’t even go find you on purpose. You found him.”
“I know all of that. He told me all of that, but that doesn’t excuse –”
“Girl, please. After all that man has been through for you, you can’t let him steal one kiss?” Eddie said, standing back up. “Laura, look. You can be mad, if you want, at either of us. You have every right to be, but don’t let it blind you to the real world. There are few men strong enough and good enough to do what Steve did. If that stuff accidentally made Halle Berry fall in love with me, you think I’d be kind enough to send her packing? Just think about it.” And with that he walked out the door to go check on Steve.
Laura lay back in her bed, thinking about what Eddie said.
He has a point, though she hated to admit it. What other man would turn down the love of his life even after she told him she wanted to stay under his spell? Heck, would I turn down Denzel if he came clawing at my door? Maybe this shouldn’t make me fear Steve. Maybe I should trust him even more, like he passed the most difficult test. Uggggghhhhhh. Why does this stuff always happen to me?
She threw her pillow at the door, hoping to relieve some of her tension.
When Eddie walked into the room he shared with Steve, he thought, for a moment, he had died. Steve was still curled up in a ball on the floor of the room. As Eddie walked in, he didn’t move. It was only a low groan that convinced Eddie it wasn’t time to call an ambulance… yet.
“Steve, man, you ok?” Eddie said, shaking him gently with his foot. “Steve?”
Steve didn’t move, nor groan again. Eddie pulled up a chair next to his defeated buddy and sat. “Steve, look. Laura told me what happened, and I think you’re both being too hard on you. You didn’t do anything wrong, Steve.”
With that, Steve shot up and stared daggers at Eddie. If looks could kill, Eddie would have been a goner. Steve snapped impatiently, furious to have to explain this to someone, “I drugged her, Eddie! I drugged your baby sister to make her hornier than a rhino! You really think I didn’t do anything wrong?!”
While Eddie didn’t appreciate the attitude when he was just trying to help the poor kid, he realized that Steve was in a dark place, and lashing out was pretty understandable.
“Urkel, you didn’t drug her. It was an accident. Accidents happen. You oughta know that by now,” he snickered.
“I may not have spilled the stuff on purpose, but I made it on purpose, and I kissed her on purpose! How do ya feel about that, huh? Me sticking my tongue down your little sister’s throat while she was completely out of it?”
Eddie rolled his eyes. Steve sure wasn’t making it easy to be his friend in that moment. He must have been deep in his den of self-loathing.
“One kiss isn’t the end of the world.”
“Maybe not to me or to you, but it mattered to her. I ignored her true feelings, Eddie, and I used her like some kind of cheap whore whose ‘feelings’ can be turned on and off by a light switch.”
     Eddie scowled, “Hey, man. My sister’s not a whore.”
     “Of course, she’s not. She’s an angel and a goddess and a saint all rolled into one perfect package.”
     “Well, she’s not that great.”
     Steve gave him the side eye for disagreeing with him about the wonderfulness that is Laura Lee Winslow, but continued his miserable sermon, “But I treated her like one. I’ve always worshipped her, but when a snake offered me a tempting apple, I took a big ol’ bite.”
“You didn’t, Steve!” Eddie cried, frustrated that Steve had gone so far off the rails. “You used the antidote before anything really happened.”
     “But I thought about it, Eddie! I looked into her beautiful, clueless eyes, and I thought… I thought…”
     I thought about how good it would feel to kiss her again. I thought about how good it would feel to pull her into my arms and press my pelvis hard against hers. I thought about how badly I wanted to see her naked again. I thought about how incredible it would feel to slide that zipper down the back of her dress and watch her incredible body appear before me. I thought about touching her in all the right places and hearing her moan my name softly and then louder as her feelings of pleasure got more and more intense. I thought about how delicious she would smell and taste. I thought about how it would feel to have her wrapped around me. I thought about the faces and the noises she would make as I brought her to orgasm.
     “And I thought about it, Eddie. I’m a monster,” Steve whispered as he began to sob so hard he could barely breathe.
     Eddie knew then that there was little he could do to comfort his friend or his sister right now, so he just sat, for hours as Steve sobbed.
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