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Her smirk grows, the same stupid smirk she’s had since we were little when she would tattletale on Dylan or me. The information she provided would always grant her something: my father’s love and a reward.
“What could you possibly win by doing this shit, Fey? You’re not a kid anymore. We’re adults.” I extend my hand, showing her my phone. “This… this is playing with the lives of others. Do you realize what you did to her? To my girlfriend?”
My heart squeezes as the full force of what Fey has done comes crashing down.
She feigns indifference with the shrug of a shoulder.
“It was brilliant really,” is her answer, as if I’m the one missing the point. “First, I thought I could blackmail you with those pictures, but then I decided to make a real profit out of them. Do you have any idea how much I made when I sold those? You should thank me that I didn’t use any of the pictures where they could see your face—or release your name.”
“These are human beings, with feelings, Fey.” I step backward before I do something stupid like bash her face in. “What the fuck is wrong with you? My girlfriend is on the cover of magazines, being portrayed as someone… Same with my boyfriend. Do you get some kind of sick power trip from hurting me? What did I do to you? Why do you hate me so much?”
Mother gasps. “Please moderate your tone. You’re putting those people before your sister, before your own blood. You have to stop being around those two… just stop this.”
“You stop, Mother. I’m tired of your insults and all the drama. The fake suffering. Do you even care about your children?” My hands curl into fists. “I doubt it, because if you did, you’d know that what Fey did is wrong. ThatI’mhurting.
“You have no idea who my partners are. You haven’t taken the time to get to know them or know me for that matter. All my life you’ve been trying to mold me into someone I’m not. You’ve been overlooking that your daughter is a cruel bitch who only cares about herself.”
My attention goes to my sister. “So, what is it, Fey? Why is it that you always try to find ways to fuck me over?”
Her narrowed eyes and petulant expression give me all the answer I need. She’s the same bratty little kid she’s always been, who was always jealous of her brothers and never grew up. Always the victim.
“Fuckyou! Everything is about you, Tristan,” Fey screeches. “My parents only care about you and whatyou’regoing to become. It should’ve been me! Why couldn’t I have been groomed to be the next CEO of Cooperson Corporation? I would’ve done a great job. Ever since we were little, everything was about Tristan. It didn’t matter what I told them about you. They would only discipline you and forget about it.”
All about me?
What is wrong with her?
My parents only cared about appearances, how we were portrayed in public. They spoiled her rotten and celebrated every stupid thing she did. Unbelievable. She thinks they only cared about me. Has she not realized that our parents don’t care much about any of us at all? I look at her, then turn to Dylan who is in the corner ignoring the family crisis.
“You want Cooperson Corporation so badly? Ask Father for it. I couldn’t give a rat’s ass. You want their attention? You can have it all,” I say, combing my hair while my mind is focusing on Thea, on how she’s going to respond or what she’ll do next. “Take it all. Just leave the people I care about and me the fuck alone. I am sick of your bullshit-childish-grudge against me.”
“You’re the one who hurt us,” Mother sobs. “Not Fey.”
“Denial, denial, denial. That’s the only thing our family knows how to do well.” I look at Dylan who steps closer.
“Please take her away from here before I do something stupid,” I urge him, pointing at Fey.
I feel my mother’s stare on me. “I don’t even recognize you anymore, Tristan,” Mother says, drying her fake tears and leaving the room behind my siblings.
Fuck, what a mess.
ChapterForty
Tristan
Tristan: Have you heard from Thea?
Matt: How’s your father?
Tristan: In surgery. How’s Thea?
Matt: You know?
Tristan: Of course, it’s all over the news. Is she okay?
Matt: Yes, she’s fine, startled but you know our girl, she’s strong. Right now she’s with Ainsley, Arthur, and Dad while we’re controlling the information that was leaked.
Tristan: I’ll try to contact her later.
