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I turn my head and snort when I see who it is.
"Can I help you, Helena?"
She scowls at me. Her top is too tight, her shorts too short, and her make-up is overly done. I can't help but twitch my lips; she looks a mess. Serves her right for being a cheating bitch. Harsh, probably, but she did screw Hunter when she saw my interest in him, not that he's been let off easy either; I did make him wait a month before handing him my big V.
"Yeah, you can help me by staying away from my man!"
I snort again and shake my head, ripping my arm from her grip, her long false nails scratching me, making her look satisfied. "Green isn't your color, Helena."
She gets in my face, her cheeks red. "I had him first!"
I nod and hum, "You did, didn't you? At your own hen party, no less after seeing my interest in him; so classy," her nostrils flared. I shrugged, "he obviously had a lapse in judgment."
I give her a smirk and start to walk away when she speaks again, "Just because he's been fucking you doesn't mean he hasn't been fucking me and every clubwhore inside that building." My heart races, but I don't get tense as I keep walking to my truck, trying to not let her words affect me even as she continues her rant, "He'll always choose me, Sarah. I had him first; I know what he likes, and your fat ass would never be able to keep him."
I just shrugged, not letting her see that she affected me. I climb in my truck, ignoring her outraged look by not getting the reaction she wants, before starting my rusty girl up and then reversing out of the spot. The man at the gate opens it, and I give him a grateful smile before driving down the road, happy to be out of that place where she's spreading her venom.
Jealous little Harlot is what she is, so I don't believe one word that comes out of her mouth; at least, that's what I keep telling myself.
I quickly get home and rush inside, heading to my room. Momma is at work, and my dad has taken Mary to the hospital for her blood tests. I check my watch and curse under my breath. I have half an hour to shower and change before I have to leave and get to the hospital for her chemo.
Crap.
An hour later, after rushing my ass off, I'm walking into the sterile room to see my sister just being hooked up. I smile as I run over. Her hair has thinned, and she looks pale. My heart breaks, hating seeing her like this.
"Hey, Tiny Dancer," I rasp as I sit beside her. She gives me a knowing smirk, and I instantly shake my head and state, "Nope, no, your still my five-year-old sister in my eyes; we are not talking about what I got up to last night," making the nurse giggle before patting my shoulder and leaving after turning the machine on knowing my sister will win.
Mary pouts, "Please, sissy, pretty, pretty please…"
Her eyes tear up a little, and her bottom lip pops out just a little, making me groan while she smiles, knowing that look always gets to me.
"Fine, yes, I finally lost my big V."
She squeals a little and does a shimmy in her seat, making me laugh before I sigh.
She tilts her head. "What's wrong? Shouldn't you be jumping for joy?" She leans forward, "Or was it bad? Did he not know what he was doing? Was it small?"
I snort and shake my head, "No, it wasn't bad; it was amazing, fantastic. I felt this amazing connection to him that I didn't even want to leave his arms this morning."
She furrows her brows, "Then what's wrong, sissy?"
I lean back and sigh. She may be fifteen, but she's smart and passionate. She actually lost her virginity to her boyfriend last year, which my parents don't know about and never will; I'll take it to my grave.
Toddy was dying; they met in the hospital and decided they wanted to be each other's firsts. I made sure it happened, which could maybe get me arrested. I don't know, but Mary deserved to experience everything, and so did Toddy.
He died four months ago, and it nearly killed my baby sister; she misses him every day.
"I don't know," I admit, making her sit forward. I lean forward, too, and shake my head. "I can feel myself holding back, but I just can't understand why. I never told him I was a virgin; I'm sure he'll realize when he wakes up," she butts in, "wakes up?" I wince and look into her blue eyes, much like our fathers. "I may have snuck out this morning," her eyes widen, and I wince again, "I know, I know, but I was afraid to have 'the talk' with him over my virginity." I shake my head again, "I really like him, Mary, like, like-like, falling hard for him, like, I mean," she butts in again, cutting off my ramblings, "your falling in love with him."
I give her a nod and take a deep breath. "I think I am, but yet, I'm holding back. I haven't introduced him to Momma and Dad as my boyfriend yet; I haven't even introduced him to you, my best friend, and in return," she butts in again, "he hasn't let you close to his family."
I nod, "The more I hold back, the more he does."
She nods and sits back, thinking momentarily, and I let her. My sister knows me better than anyone else; if anyone can think of my problem, it's her.
She hums, "Okay, so you're in love with him, yet you're holding back, right?" I gave her a nod, and she nodded back, "You're afraid, sissy." I furrow my brows about to deny it, but she puts her hand that's not got a tube in up and says, "Hear me out." I sigh and nod, making her smile, "He has a way of getting into your heart, and it scares you. You think if you introduce him to us, then he'll somehow break you, but Sarah, he's already got you; he's already in your heart. You love him." She leans forward as my eyes tear up, "Tell me this: how would you feel if he screens you now after sleeping with you? How would you feel if he didn't want you anymore?" I sucked in a breath, my heart pounding, and she nods, "It would destroy you. I know you, sissy. You think keeping him at a distance will shield your heart, but it won't; you've already unintentionally let him in. You can't control your hurt, Sarah."
I shake my head, I look down and rasp, "I feel like I'd die if I lost him." She butts in, "after you lose me."
