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“Wisdom my ass.” Octavia retorts.
I glare at her. “Do you want my help?”
“I’ll shut up now.”
Thum victoriously before chewing on my bottom lip as I think
Should I make Octavia embarrass herself on purpose?
No, I’m not that much of an asshole.
…okay, yes I am. But I’ll be nice this time.
“He’s not really into big gestures. So definitely no promposals of anything.” I explain to her, fiddling with a loose thread on Kamri’s blanket. “You should just take him out for ice cream or something apologise, and ask if he’ll go to prom with you.”
“Okay,” she nods. “Sounds easy enough.”
“As friends.” I emphasise, just as she had a few days earlier.
“As friends.” She confirms, picking at her nails.
“If you mess this up, I’ll shove my foot up your ass.”
Octavia purses her lips. “Do not shove your foot up my ass.”
“I will
Doni.”
I shove my foot up your ass if you fuck this up.” I threaten. “I can not deal with any more of Flynn’s bitching. Neither can
“Doni. Kamri huffs a laugh before Octavia can say anything else. “How’s that going anyway?”
“We literally just talked about that before we had to deal with Tavi’s midlife crisis.”
“Midlife crisis–I’m seventeen! Almost eighteen!” She exclaims before gesturing to me. “So are your
I just shrug, eating more chocolate.
“Yeah, so back to what we were saying earlier why don’t you kiss him.”
I start pulling at the loose thread again, my shoulders sagging slightly. “I don’t know.”
Octavia studies me for a second. “You do know.”
Kamri runs a hand through my hair again, nodding at ine to go on, and I’m grateful for the comforting touch. Once the mom friend, always the mom friend
“I just don’t wanna fuck everything up.” I admit, now picking at my lip instead of the blanket. “I don’t want him to decide I’m not good enough and walk out on me somewhere down the line.”
Octavia’s face softens and she pulls my hand away from my face, fiddling with my fingers. “Baby, Adonis isn’t ever going to walk out on you, or even dare to think that you aren’t good enough. You’re literally his favourite person in the world.”
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I smile slightly. “No, Flynn’s his favourite person in the world.”
“No, you’re his favourite person in the world.” Kamri hacks Octavia up as she starts running her hands through my hair again, “You don’t see him giving Fly cookies, do you?”
“I guess not.” I chuckle shortly.
“Daughters One. Two, and Threel” Uncle Max’s voice floats up from the bottom of the stairwell. “Dinner’s readyr”
We all laugh softly to ourselves. Trust him to brighten the mood without even meaning to.
Octavia
had fallen off it’s axis when I found out that wasn’t
Winnie had always seemed so sure of herself. It kind of felt like the
the world had fallen off it
the case.
She had never been an insecure person per se. But she did think she was expendable.
She isn’t.
She’s anything but.
But she never believed that.
And honestly, that breaks my heart. That’s the last thing I wanted my twin sister to think.
Let’s rewind.
Our mother was always open with us about the way her mother treated her if you could even call her that. Her main reason
birth. was so we knew the difference between a good parent, and someone who was merely there for your
Mama went through a lot of shit in her life. She didn’t want us to go through anything remotely close to what she did. Being a good mother was her top priority.
And she was. She was the best mother anyone could have ever asked for.
But, what she hadn’t counted on, was her issues with her own mother burrowing into Winnie’s brain for the rest of her life.
Winnie never told her, of course. She never had the chance, because by the time she realised why she was feeling the way was, mum was already long gone. Six years to be exact.
Yet, she never t
Or even Flynn.
I’m the on
told dad.
she
I’m the only person who knows (though Flynn did end up putting it together himself seeing as he knows Winnie better than anyone). I hate that I can’t help her, or even understand how she’s feeling because it never affected me the same way it affected her. It was always more black and white for me; “A good person would do this and this and this, a bad person would do this and that, and maybe even that.”
For Winnie, it’s always been much more than that.
God, anxiety is a bitch.
Then, Christian Ricci happened.
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Or as Flynn likes to call him, ‘puto cabrón‘.
He was, in fact, a fucking asshole. Toxic, mentally abusive, manipulative. Someone you’d never expect Winnie of all people–to get involved with.
Sadly, manipulative people always have a way of getting what they want.
They were together for a year. When we were fifteen. Well, we were fifteen, and he was seventeen. I can confidently say it was the lowest time in Winnie’s life, not including the few years surrounding mum’s death.
