He just can’t leave well enough alone. “I’d rather not. At least, not right now.”
When I turn toward him, he’s leaning against the door and nodding. “I can respect that…for now. Just know if you need anyone to talk to, I’m here.”
Of course, I would room with someone that reminds me so much of Carlos. He definitely has our boss’s personality. “I’ll remember that.” I only hope I won’t have to go to him. Time will tell.
I watch him walk out of the room before moving to my stuff. If I unpack at the pace of a snail, I can put off going back to Del’s a little longer. I have zero doubts in my mind we’ll be having an awkward conversation, and I hope we come out of it as friends still.
10
Devin
“Areyou sure you’re not mad?” We’re sitting at my sister’s kitchen table with takeout bags in front of us. As terrified as I was to do it, I’m glad Lisa pushed me to talk to Delilah. I never knew she felt overshadowed by me our entire lives, and I never meant to make her feel that way.
We have two completely different personalities, how was I supposed to know? I guess as her twin I should have picked up on something, but I didn’t. Always too focused on myself to pay attention to anything else. In high school my life was all about football, and once I graduated it became about music. It was something I always dabbled in, but never took seriously. I’ve spent the last few years getting better at playing, and writing, music so I can perform.
And during all those years Delilah felt like people used her to get to me. I can see her point, and definitely notice the patterns now that I’m looking back. The only person who didn’t was Bryce and he didn’t give her the time of day. Now…they are a couple and grossly in love with each other. I say that, but I know I was the same way with Lisa the last time we dated. I’m sure we’ll be that way again.
“Yes,” Delilah rolls her eyes. “For the thousandth time, I’m not mad.”
“Good.” I pull wings out of one of the bags while her and Bryce pull out the sides. “When do you think Lisa will be back?”
“I don’t know, man.” Bryce shrugs his shoulders before getting up to grab some plates. “She was taking some stuff over to Eric’s, but she’s been gone for hours. There’s still a few of her things in the room so I know she’ll be back.”
Just the thought of her living with another person has jealousy pinging through all my nerves. I know I don’t have anything to worry about. Eric made that clear, and Lisa isn’t the type of person who would kiss someone while also pursuing someone else. It’s something I’ll have to get over, though. If there’s anything I’ve learned about her in the short amount of time we dated, it’s that she’ll do what she wants. She’s stubborn like that.
“How do you feel about that anyway?” Delilah eyes me skeptically.
“Fine,” I croak. “Totally fine.”
“Liar.” She laughs before loading a plate up with food. “I know you better than you know yourself.”
“You’re right, but there isn’t anything I can do about it.”
“True,” she points a wing toward me to make her point. The room is quiet for a moment aside from the movie playing quietly on the TV in the living room. “I think she’s here.”
“What?” Both me and Bryce look at her.
“A car just pulled up.” She grins and stands.
“What are you tracking her or something? That’s kind of creepy.” Bryce jokes, but I wonder if she is. If that’s the case, it’s very creepy.
“No,” my sister scoffs and heads toward the door. “I know how to listen to things other than what is directly around me. I know it’s not something you have to do often, but us girls…we are always aware of our surroundings. And I also saw her car pass by the window as she turned in.”
“Can you believe that?” I point toward my sister. “She had us thinking she has some sort of sixth sense and the whole time it was because she saw her car.”
“That’s cheating if you ask me,” Bryce chuckles, “but it wouldn’t surprise me if they did have a sixth sense about each other. I think they have more of a twin bond than you do with your sister.”
“You’re probably right.” Which if I think about it is kind of sad. You hear all these stories of twins being able to feel each other’s emotions, but somehow that never happened with us. At least, not on my end. Gah, I’m such a self-centered ass.
Delilah opens the door, waiting for Lisa to make her entrance. A few moments pass before the girl I’m head over heels for walks in. Her eyes bounce between the three of us. Wide with shock and also a little scared. “Why do I feel like I’m walking into an intervention?”
“It’s not that serious,” my sister rolls her eyes. She’s practically a professional at that. “Come eat lunch.”
“Okay,” Lisa drawls and sets her bag on the floor next to the door. “Is there a reason everyone is gathered around the table?”
“Aside from there being food?” Bryce deadpans. “Not really. Oh, except the part where you and Devin are in love with each other and secretly dated when you were here before.”
“I’m gonna go to my room.” Lisa backs away toward the hallway.
