Page 7 of A Twist of Fate

“Go get cleaned up so we can go,” I told her as I sat in the leather chair in the corner of my room and slid my feet into my boots. She pouted her lips at me, which lost any of the effect she was going for considering her lipstick was smudged around her mouth as if she had gone to clown school to learn how to do makeup. If she had been someone I liked, I might have teased her about it to alleviate any embarrassment on her part. The woman was no one I planned on ever seeing again though.

A sudden shriek from the bathroom was the only indication that she’d realized just how unappealing her offer had been. “Oh my God!” I heard her hiss as I pulled my leather jacket on over the black t-shirt with one of my designs on it that advertised Permanent Marks Tattoos.

As I sat there waiting for her to wash the shit off of her face, I realized my phone wasn’t on. I fixed that and immediately saw a slew of messages pop up. The last of which was from Zeke.

Zeke: Erin called the shop looking for you. Better give her a call when you get your phone juiced up.

I didn’t wait, and instead dialed my sister. “You’re an idiot!”

“Okay?” I questioned her immediate response. “Why am I an idiot?”

“I thought you had a thing for Ever?” She asked, shocking the shit out of me.

“What?”

“Don’t play dumb!” Erin hissed the words into my ear through the phone. “Well, hell, maybe you’re not acting since you’re obviously an idiot.”

“Erin!” I growled her name into the phone. “You wanna skip the drama and tell me what this shit is about?”

“It’s about you being a dumb idiot! I thought you had a thing for my best friend! I’ve been making plans! We were going to be sisters for real, but noooo! You had to go and screw it all up!”

“Who are you talking to?” The redhead asked, loudly, as she came out of my room. I narrowed my eyes at her in warning, daring her to speak up like that again.

“Is that why you didn’t go after Ever? Too busy with ink groupies? Jesus, Kane! I thought you were better than that!”

“I’m still missing something here, Erin. Spit it out or I’m hanging up.”

“You were supposed to be the one she fell in love with! It never should have been someone from that stupid club. They’ve done nothing but hurt her, and if she stays with Deck, she’ll have to be around all of them. You were supposed to sweep her off her feet and show her what love was all about!”

Jesus fucking Christ! “You have got to be shittin’ me, Erin! The whole reason I never went there was because I thought you’d be pissed if I did.”

“What?” She shrieked. “No!”

“Yeah, baby sis! Maybe next time, you should let your brother in on your little love connection plans.”

“Oh God! It’s all my fault!”

“Sure seems that way,” I told her, not really meaning it.

“Well, have you even tried? Why aren’t you fighting for her?”

“Erin, I have to get to work. Can we discuss this later?”

“Fine! But you need a really good game plan now. Deck is the ultimate competition.”

“I’m well aware!” I informed my sister. She seemed to forget that I had a front row seat to their courting.

“No, you really aren’t. When I say you have to step up your…”

“Love you too, Erin!” I called out to her, drowning out whatever she was saying. “Okay, Talk later, bye!” I blurted before hanging up.

“Who was that?” The redhead asked in a bit of a snotty tone.

“That was none of your fucking business. Let’s go!”

“You were a lot nicer last night!” She huffed.

“You looked a lot better. We can’t all stay perfect all the time.”

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