No.
For years I always had this attraction to Trick, he always held my attention, but I never said or did anything because he’s my brother’s friend. Then bang, someone spikes his drink that I end up drinking most of and we sleep together before I nearly died.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. I was supposed to move away from the club and find myself as something other than a club princess.
I feel like I assaulted and trapped him, and instead of giving it a night after I confessed that I was pregnant and didn’t know what to do, he made a plan to marry me in a month's time.
He didn’t consult me, he didn’t explain his reason. He only said it was going to happen after I confronted him.
“Marriage? Are you kidding me?” I snap as I storm into my brother's living room, and Trick flinches at my anger. My brother gives Belle a disappointed look, and I shout, “Don’t look at her that way, Dominik you know I come first!”
My brother winces and softens his look, but the damage is already done. Belle turns her head from him and crosses her arms over her chest in defiance.
“It’s for the best, buttercup,” Trick chokes, and I lock eyes with his red ones.
My heart pounds at his state, and I swallow hard.
Has he been crying?
“How is it for the best?” I choke, “You don’t love me, Trick, and last time I checked, you never even wanted a wife.”
He didn’t, I know he didn’t.
“You’re pregnant.”
That was all he said before he walked away, leaving me even more broken.
I never had a say with my virginity, he never had a say in taking it, yet he’s taking away all my future choices too.
Mom explained when the wedding would be without making eye contact, and I knew no one in my family would help me, except my best friend.
“Okay, are you ready?” Belle asks as she rushes inside not making eye contact, but I don’t notice and I nod as I zip up the bags. She takes them after handing me her car keys and a bank card.
“Are you sure about this, Belle?” I ask with a whisper, and she finally looks at me, and I can’t decipher the look, but I do see determination.
“No, because I am going to miss you, but I also won’t watch you break because you’re having more choices taken away from you.”
“What about my brother?” I ask, “What will this do between you and him?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know and honestly, right now, I don’t care,” she admits, “I’m all for us being on the down low for my protection not just from that group but also from the club bunnies. I draw the line in forcing someone to marry a brother without even sitting down and discussing it. Your brother can get lost for all I care, especially after what I saw earlier.”
I tilt my head at my friend before I frown, seeing her eyes wet.
“What did you see?” I ask, but she shakes her head and mutters, “It doesn’t matter,” but I quickly grab her hand, and I plead, “Talk to me…”
We don’t have secrets, she knows this.
Her bottom lip wobbles, and she admits, “Nova was hanging off his arm in the common room while your mom gushed about how perfect they’d be together, and he never pushed her away, I mean, I was only watching for like a minute but still, it was a minute too long.”
I sigh. Nova Channons, my mom’s best friend’s daughter. She is the girl she has always envisioned Crash would end up with.
Nova also happens to be a super bitch and the biggest bully at our school.
Normally she leaves me and Belle alone but if she knew about Belle’s relationship…
“He loves you, Belle,” I whisper, knowing my words are the truth and that he’s probably trying to save face with Mom, “And you said it yourself, you only stood there for a minute.”
“I’m not so sure about that, Clark,” she says, I quickly hug my friend before she pushes me back and says, “We don’t have time for a pity party, we need to go.” I sigh but allow her to drag me out of my old room and we quickly rush down the steps only to pause seeing my brother and Trick at the bottom, arms crossed over their chests and disappointment and frustration builds before I frown.
