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Gracie keeps jumping beside me. Meg had warned me but I couldn't say no to her after she drove down to my house with a new leather jacket for me and promised to have Stuart set up June's surprise party.
Plus it was a good way to get June out of the house, so here we are at Meghan's opening game.

'Go Meg, go!' Gracie screamed getting off the bench.
'You are going to ruin your vocal cords, sis'. June said from my left side, quietly watching the court.

Meg was running at full speed to the opponent's hoop but she didn't have the ball. She had successfully drawn attention to herself while Pokello who was with the ball took another route to the hoop. Pokello threw the ball and Meg jumped to catch it, dunking it simultaneously, making a clean alley oop.

Her teammates ran to her as the whistle was blown indicating the end of the game, making them the winners. Gracie was about to run into the court but I caught her and pulled her to the parking lot where we waited for Meghan.

She got out a few minutes later with her friends and boyfriend. They stood by his car for a while before the girls got in followed by Travis after sharing a kiss that looked like his last one with Meg. What is it with them and PDA?
Gracie ran to her as she got close to us but stopped a foot from her.

'I want to hug you so bad but you are a sweaty mess. I'm proud of you sis'. She patted her shoulder and Meg rolled her eyes.
'When did you two get so close? After I got married? Not fair'. June whined and Gracie stuck her tongue out at her.

'You did good, captain'. I said and her eyes finally rested on me.
Since that incident last week she has been a little weird with me. I do not know why I brought that night up but I regret it.

I hadn't been with any girl for three years until her. I know, it is hard to believe. Yes, I had award winning make out sessions with classical sluts but since what happened three years ago, no one has been able to get it up. Until her.

'Thanks, I had to'. She said, brown eyes piercing my green ones, daring me to spurt out the wrong word. I knew better not to.

'Get in, we will drop you girls off'. June said.
'Oh no no. we are having a sleepover'. Gracie said.
'Sleepover? Since when?' June asked.
'What? Can't I spend quality time with my lovely sisters?
'Okay something is definitely wrong. You never call us lovely'. June said, looking at Gracie like she was under a microscope.

'Look June, I miss you, I just want us to have a girls' night and meg has homework to do with Zayn anyway. It's the perfect opportunity'.

Holy mangoes, the girl is an established liar.
'Okay'. June agreed with a frown.
She must be thinking everyone forgot her birthday and she now has to endure a sleepover with her overbearing little sisters.

We stopped by their house first so Meghan got have a bath and get the things we'd need for our "homework".
As we rode into the driveway, I could see Malik's shadow in the house. He was struggling to turn all the lights off. I shook my head.

'That's weird. Why are they turning off the lights? June asked with a puzzled expression that slowly turned into a smile.
'Oh my god. Did you guys?'
The front door was thrown open to reveal my mom holding a balloon that hid her face. She busted it and screamed.
'HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'

We walked in and June was showered with lots of hugs and even more sloppy kisses from her husband.
I walked up to my room, rushed a bath, dressed in joggers and a black tee before going back down to the party.

'You can't wear that at a party'. Gracie said as I got down.
'This is my house, I can wear whatever I want besides it's just us, family'.
'And Meg'. She stated with that creepy smile that is very similar to my mother's.

'Meghan is family, Gracie'.
'Saying she is family doesn't change how you feel'.
'I know. I still feel tired and sleepy'.
She rolled her eyes.
'You two are impossible. I'm still shipping anyway'.
She left to attend to her stomach.

Everyone was laughing at a childhood story of June that sue was narrating. I looked around for funky blonde hair but couldn't find her. That hater of gatherings, she can't even handle a small family get together.

I reached into my pocket to get my phone but it wasn't there. My dad sort of grounded me after the drug thing; I wasn't allowed to be outside the house after 7pm. As a result I tried to keep my phone with me at all times since I always got calls from the scorpions and Jake.

I jogged up the stairs to check my room, I must have forgotten to get it after showering.

My door was slightly open when I got there, I always make sure to shut it. I quietly opened it a little wider and stepped inside. Meg had her back to the door, she hadn't bothered to turn on the light and was scrolling through her phone whose light illuminated her blonde hair that was sticking out. She was so engrossed in what she was doing she hadn't noticed someone else was in the room.

'if you were that curious to know what it feels like to be in my room all you needed do was ask and I would've brought you. There was no need to be creepy'.
She froze and I could see the hair on the side of her neck stand. Was she scared of me?
She turned slowly and brought her hands to her side. My eyes followed the light coming from the phone in her right hand and I realized it was mine. I stomped to her and snatched the phone.
On the screen was the face I couldn't get out of my mind.

'Zayn'. She whispered.
I raised my eyes to her and I'm sure they looked crazed but she was unfazed. 'What did you want with my phone?'
'Who is she?'
'None of your business'.
'Girlfriend?'
'You are moving away from the real problem'.
'Why are there so many pictures of her?'

'Shut the door when you leave'. I sneered and made for the bathroom.
'Is she the reason?'
I paused and turned to face her.
'Reason for what?'
'Do you really think I do not see it? You think you are doing a great job at hiding it but I can see it. Is she the reason you are so distant? You act so tough? You do all the shits you do? Is she the reason you have to wear makeup to conceal it?'

My eyes went wide at that. I really did think I was hiding it well.
'Stay out of my business'. I hissed.
'You think I wouldn't love to? But it's so hard when you keep getting in my face all the time and spitting out shit. What did you expect when you started your grand blackmail? You know everything about me right? Well I want to know more about you at least, what's wrong with that? It's her right? Freya. The girl whose name you called while you fucked me!' she thundered.
At least half the city heard that one.

We were quiet for more than a minute. The moon illuminated her big angry eyes. I never knew she had so much anger directed at me.

'I thought you didn't remember anything from that night'. I stated with a smirk. She breathed out heavily and walked to me. She took my hand in hers which took me by surprise.

'Look, we are not the best of friends, we are hardly even friends but you won't deny that we have something, no matter how small it might be. That "bad boy in a leather jacket" thing you have going on? That is not the real you. I do not have any filters, I say what I want and others might think that is just the way you too are but it's not. I'm the open book, you are the big history book I the library people open only when they have to and do not bother to know what other secrets it holds except that which is essential to them. I want to know those secrets, it never hurts to share pain'.

Her brown eyes shone with genuine concern I ever thought I would see in them. It was like I was seeing her for the first time. I was used to receiving glares from her so this was new territory, the look in her eyes made me want to tell her my darkest secrets.

I grabbed her by the wrist and walked out to the balcony. I sat on the recliner there and pulled her down to sit beside me.

'Freya and I were each other's first love and sadly our last too. We believed we would love each other forever and nothing would come between us but were delusional because a year later, Mr. Death came knocking'.

I rested my head and looked to the moon. Meg didn't say anything, she just sat there watching me intently.

'Everyone loved her; mom, dad, Lauren even Malik and that dude never likes anyone. Her family wasn't well to do, we all knew that. She lost her mom the day she was born, she never told me her dad blamed her for it. Dad asked to help her or at least get her dad a job but she objected, said her dad couldn't keep a job to save his life so she had to work. She had never been to school, all she knew, she learned from the streets but she was still perfect with a golden heart.

We were fine until the breakdowns started. She'd slum at work, avoid me, make excuses for not wanting to meet ad I thought she was seeing someone else. I claimed to love her but I didn't know her well enough to see that things were falling apart around her. Her father was trafficking drugs, he owed some goons a couple bucks and when he couldn't pay, they demanded payment in kind; his daughter. They'd shoot her up with all the shits they sold to wild her up, make her good enough for their pleasurable entertainment. I was here, sitting on money, questioning her fidelity while she was being turned to a sexslave'.

I felt Meg's hand on my knee, only then did I realize I was balling my fists and shaking slightly . I had never had to narrate the story to anyone since I did it to my parents.

'It's not your fault'.
I had heard that sentence 25 dozen times but the way she said it made me believe it.
'Let's go in, it's cold'. I croaked out.

Once inside she turned to face me.
'So she overdosed?'
I nodded.
'I don't get it. If drugs took a loved one away from you the why do you do it? Do you want your family to go through what you are going through if they lose you the same way they lost her? Theirs will be double because they lost her already, then you? Think about other people's feelings sometimes'.

What she said made sense but for some reason it angered me.
'Coming from a self-centered bitch like you, that is a lot. How about you fix your own life before trying to fix mine? You think your life is perfect? You think you have it all with the perfect family, perfect friends and your perfect little boyfriend? Well think again'.

'Zayn'.
'Stop. Get out and another ear had better not hear about these'.
She looked at me, the pity I her eyes slowly changing into anger, and then she stomped out of my room, shutting the door with a force enough to tear through two thick walls.

As I lay on my bed I heard voices arguing outside my door but couldn't care less. I closed my eyes, welcoming the nightmares with open arms.

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