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“What do you mean?”
I tilt my brows in, “Mira is pregnant but it’s not by Reiss.”
Stassie’s foot slams down on the brake causing several things to fly into the front, “What?”
I side eye her as she pulls off onto the shoulder, her chest moving up and down with deep breaths.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I ask, as she grips the steering wheel trying not to hyperventilate.
“I freaked out after our lake day. I told Reiss that I loved him and that he ruined us, but there really hadn’tbeen anusto ruin. I acted like a crazy person because I thought that any chance I ever had with him was over.”
I stare at her blankly as she continues.
“We love each other, right? Am I crazy? All that flirting? All the times he messes with me? It’s because he loves me, right?!”
I think she’s on the verge of an anxiety attack, so I grab her hand that she keeps waving around and squeeze it gently, “Stas, calm down. It’s just Reiss.”
“But he’s not just Reiss. He’s never been just Reiss.”
Suddenly the reality of this sinks in, “But Stas, he’s my brother.”
She uses her palm to slowly hit herself in the forehead over and over again, “I freaking know that! I tried not to like him. I told myself over and over again that he was just Reiss.”
She looks down, shaking her head as she stares at the emblem on her steering wheel. “Oh my God, Linc. I love your stupid ass brother. What the fuck is wrong with me? Should I be committed? Like do you think an actual psych ward would take me in? Do we have time to drive me there?”
I grab both sides of her face, stopping her rant. “Take a breath. You are freaking out for no reason.”
She blows out a breath, “You aren’t mad at me?”
“No,” I sigh. “That would be a little hypocritical of me, wouldn’t it?”
“I guess,” she sighs. “So you aren’t grossed out?”
I laugh, “I’m completely grossed out but that doesn’t change how you feel. I think it’s been a long time coming, honestly.”
“Ugh, what do I do now?”
I look around at the traffic nearly blowing her door off every time a car passes. “Well you could start by getting back on the road. Do you want me to drive?”
“No I can do it,” she groans. “I fucked everything up. Reiss has barely even spoken to me since our lake day and the one time I talked to him, he asked me about Landon and I freaked out on him.”
“You should talk to him,” I say, watching her wait for her opportunity to pull back into traffic. “It’s just one giant misunderstanding.”
“We kissed,” she sighs. “At the 4thof July party. We didn’t mean to and I was so confused about it. I mean, he’s with Mira so I thought he was cheating on her. I felt so guilty about it and then to find out she was pregnant?”
She’s obviously upset about what happened but also it explains why both of them were kinda MIA at the party.
“I thought I was this horrible person. I kissed her boyfriend and he kissed me back. I mean it all makes sense now but that’s why I was so mad that day at the lake. We still hadn’t talked about it and he was acting so fucking weird. The night before the lake I saw Landon at Lakeside and I asked him about Mira. He told me that she was pregnant.”
I groan, “That explains why you brought London Boy on the boat.”
She nods, merging into traffic. “Yeah I don’t know why I did that. I was just jealous I guess and I wanted him to feel how I felt.”
“He was feeling it that day. I’ve never seen him so jealous, so mission accomplished.”
“This is all your fault,” she snaps. “All those years you were obsessed with Colson and leaving me. You wereleaving me with Reiss. So if there’s anyone to blame it’s you.”
I scoff, “As if. You do not get to blame this on me.”
