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Worst date ever. And it wasn’t even a damn date.
I decide that detailing every aspect of the failed night, and begging Blue for advice, is the best way to handle the situation.
Hey, Blue,
Sorry, I didn’t know about Becky. I’ve been a shitty friend. Is there anyone else in your life?
Buckle up because last night was insane…
-Kitty
I finish the recap, including the bathroom situation, but leaving the dirty details out.
Hopefully, this doesn’t ruin our friendship, but Blue’s never let me down before, so I doubt confessing my embarrassment will change anything. I mean, the man is aware that I’m a lusty monster for my stepbrother.
The second I hit send on the email, I fall back against the bed and hide under my covers, passing out quickly.
The next day, both Holden and Nash are gone by the time I muster up the courage to head to the kitchen for some food. With three shots of vodka in my veins, I was feeling brave last night, but in the cold hard light of day, I realized…
Nash has me outmatched. He’s a self-proclaimed fuckboy, and I’m a virgin. He’s got the swagger of a man with the sex skills to back up his confidence. Meanwhile, I was watching porn at ten in the morning on a Saturday just to see if I can learn something about giving a blow job.
It’s the middle of the day now, though, and I can’t hide forever. Thankfully, Ren is the nicest of the three. He once called me a cock block and then apologized a few hours later. That's more than I can say for the other two. Even Holden. At least till he moved out of our parents’ house.
I squint at the mirror. Come to think of it, Holden was the most confusing of the three. Sometimes, it was like he loved me more than anyone on earth, but then I walked into the pool house back home just after we turned seventeen, and he snapped at me to fuck off.
He was so harsh, I burst into tears. Two hours later, I found a box of chocolates on my pillow, and Mom explained that sometimes hormones make boys act like fucking lunatics. She wasn’t wrong. Those three made Nix seem like the chill one.
At least, that was till the accident happened. That changed everything. A phantom pain spikes up my spine, but I ignore it.
Time to go eat and act like I deserve to live here just as much as the frat boys do.
I’m mid-sandwich, sitting at the dinner table, when Ren comes prancing down the stairs half-naked and dripping water. His bedroom is upstairs, mind you.
“Why do you all insist on being topless all the time?” I demand, gesturing to his naked torso. At least he’s wearing sweats.
“It’s more comfortable?” Ren offers, smirking, and I roll my eyes, tossing a piece of fallen cheese at him. “I need to head to the mall today, do you need anything?” he asks, after dodging the assaulting cheddar.
“Yes!” I snap way too fast, clearing my throat. “Can I tag along?” I ask because there is no way in heaven or hell I would ever tell him what I need.
“Sure. I’m leaving in an hour.” He shrugs. I notice the way he won’t look at me for longer than a few seconds. Is that because he still thinks I’m an annoying cock block and is trying to be less of a jerk about it, or is he just like this now? I can’t tell.
Getting ready for the mall passes quickly since I spend the entire time thinking about every word Ren has ever said to me. Mentally analyzing all the times in the past that he acted like I was a nuisance. Personally, I think I was a less than average annoying sister to Nix and Holden.
I stayed out of their business, I never actually tried cock blocking any of them, and I was nice. I just liked hanging out with them. It’s hardly my fault if girls thought I was a problem.
Right?
“Ren?” I blink, looking down at the red fruit punch dripping down my body. I’m in a bikini, at my own house, by the way, and the guys are throwing a party. We’re celebrating Ren’s birthday, and since my mom and Scott are out of town, Nix invited half their school here.
None of these kids really know me since I’m still being homeschooled, including the girl who just tossed her juice in my face for ‘flirting’ with Ren…
“What the fuck, Leanne?” Ren growls at her, stepping between us. He’s facing her, but I can see the tension in his back as he blocks her view of me. “Rose lives here, you psycho! Nix is her twin! You just tossed your drink in her face for nothing! She was just saying happy birthday! I’ve known her since I was fucking ten,” Ren snaps at the girl.
The shouting has drawn the attention of the party. My twin walks over with a towel and hands it to me. I wipe my face off as tears sting my eyes.
“You okay?” my brother asks, and I nod, trying not to cry in front of everyone. But then Nix wraps his arm around my shoulder and turns to the rest of the party. “Don’t fuck with my sister, or you’ll be sorry,” Nix shouts as I hide my face.
“Get the fuck out of here,” Holden practically snarls at Leanne, dumping his water out over her head. “You fuck with our sister, you fuck with us!” Holden adds, and I can’t help the way the possessive goblin in my chest preens. Sure, he called me his sister, but he also stood up for me.
