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“I should be pressing charges against you! How long have you been hooking up with my sister?!”
It suddenly occurs to me that with the window shattered all over the floor, half of Beacon Street can hear him screaming at me.
“Listen. It’s not how it looks.”
Kai laughs bitterly and shakes his head. “No? Because I watched footage of how it looks, and it looks an awful lot like you’re sleeping with my sister. I thought you hated each other.”
“We did. Well, not hate. That’s a strong word.”
“You know what else is strong?” he goes off. “My fist. So, I suggest you start saying words that actually make sense right now. How long has it been going on?”
“Since we went on a date a while back,” I admit.
“You took her on a date? Knowing she was my sister?”
“I didn’t know she was your sister!” I shout back, peeling myself off the floor. “It wasn’t supposed to lead up to this. It was supposed to be one night.” I say the words and then realize how much worse that sounds. “Fuck. Not like that. I didn’t take advantage of her. I just.”
“You know what? I don’t want to hear it,” Kai says, heading to the door. “I have too much to deal with. But do me a favor and go fuck yourself. Not my sister. Yourself.”
Chapter 39
Libby
Nothing gets a girl out of break-up hiding like finding out her bookstore has been broken into. I’m still in my pajamas when I drive to the store, not that I haven’t been in my pajamas for the last forty-eight hours but that’s beside the point.
When I get there, my heart sinks. The front window is completely gone. The hole where the window used to be is taped off and there’s still glass all over the floor. Kai is there, just finishing up with the cops who apologize to me and wish me a good night, considering.
I look over the damage but luckily, the store looks intact, and the cash register is still there. That’s when I tense up, looking around with dread.
“Chill out, sis. He’s not here,” Kai says.
“Who’s not here?” I ask.
“Listen, Lib. I’ve already done this once tonight and I’m not in the mood to do it again.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking abou–”
“I watched the security footage,” he cuts me off.
“So, you know who broke into–oh…my God.”
“Yeah.”
“”Kai…I–”
“Why did you hide it from me?”
For some reason, as bad as it is, that question almost makes me laugh. “Because we couldn’t possibly tell you. You wouldn’t have been okay with it.”
“Of course I’m not okay with it,” he cuts in. “He’s my friend. And you're my sister.”
“If it makes you feel any better, we didn’t plan it. Trust me.” I sit down in one of the wooden chairs in the reading area.
“Okay one, it doesn’t make mefeel better.You’re sleeping with my friend, Libby. And I almost saw it on camera, before I smashed the thing. And two, I don’t trust you. Because you’re sleeping with my friend and didn’t tell me. Listen, I’m not gonna lie. I always thought you finding a boyfriend would be good for you. But not Dax. It’s just wrong.”
“Yeah well…I’m sorry. But also, you don’t have to worry about it anymore. Because it’s over.”
As much as I hate it, because this is very much not the kind of relationship my brother and I have, I can’t think let alone talk about Dax without the water valve breaking. “He was using me.”
