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“Aurora’s mad at me.” I blurt without greeting him.
“What?” Rex’s brow furrows, and his smile fades. “Why is she mad at you, baby?” His concern softens his deep voice as it reverberates over the small phone speaker.
I shrug, recite her words to me, and fucking pout into the phone.
I don’t like that she’s mad at me. I don’t like not knowing where the fuck Cedar is on this either. All of which I share with Rex as more tears prick my eyes and spill over.
“I’m sorry, baby.” He says into the phone, his eyes darting to the knock I hear over the line. “Two minutes!” He calls out for whoever is bothering him, but I catch the door opening anyways.
Slamming open, actually.
“Too fucking bad, turdnado.” Mac’s voice carries over the line like a damn wrecking ball, making me wince and pull the phone away. Noise fills the void, then cuts off with another slam of the door. “Is that her? Already, man?”
“Fuck you,” Rex tells his brother, his eyes staring over the camera. “I wanted to share with her, but she’s having a thing.” I scoff and roll my teary eyes I try to dry with the back of my hand, the knowledge that everything about me is going to be shared with Rex’s damn twin for the rest of my life settling into my chest.
The rest of my life …
“What?” The phone jostles, the screen whipping back and forth. “A thing?” Mac’s face fills the screen, albeit violently shaking with what I can only imagine is Rex attempting to take the phone back.
The screen jerks and the full length of Mac’s arm becomes visible as he holds the thing out of Rex’s reach.
I laugh at the exchange when Mac bends to keep Rex back, my response causing Mac to look over the thing at his brother.
“She’s laughing. Looks ok to me.” He brings the phone back to his face, giving me a close-up of his eye that pulls more laughter from me.
“Fuck off, Eggnog!” Rex curses his brother, more movement, but Mac’s eye stays steady on the screen. “Stop making my girl laugh!”
I giggle, my free hand coming up to cover my mouth, and pretend not to swipe away tears from my chin.
“Hm.” Mac backs off the screen, bringing back his whole face. “There’s evidence of waterworks. What’s up, baby girl?” Mac’s brow furrows in concern as his eyes search mine.
“Bro.” I can feel Rex seethe somewhere in the background, his chastising tone aimed at his unreceptive brother.
And because I know that the twin will find out anyways, I share what happened with him, too.
“Hmmm …” He runs a rough hand down his even rougher jaw. “I know Jon was pissed at her, too.” Mac comments and looks at his brother over the phone. I watch as unspoken wordspass between the two over Mac’s face, a communication coupled with a flexed jaw and squinted eyes.
“Babe,” Rex’s face squeezes into the frame along with his brother’s, the two nearly cheek to cheek.
I’m not blind. The love and concern and emotion on their faces speaks volumes to my aching chest.
So I take a fucking screenshot of the two of them.
“Just give her some time.” Rex soothes.
“And she’ll come around,” Mac adds, equally as comforting.
“A lot has happened in the last few hours.” Rex continues, his eyes searching mine in the phone.
“Yeah,” Mac starts, “You went from hating Bam Bam here.” He eyes his brother that keeps watching me. “To banging with Bam Bam.” There’s a fist. That’s all I catch as the phone skitters onto the floor and the ceiling comes into view.
Scuffling, thudding, and grunting echoes over the line, shit I can’t see, but hear.
“Watch your fucking mouth.” Rex lays the law down, his face filling the phone again as he picks me up off the floor, flared nostrils filling the screen.
“Fuck you, Bam Bam!”
“Rex …” I warn. “He’s not fucking wrong.” I shake my head at the accuracy of his words and wonder how I would feel if I was in my sister’s shoes.
