I smile, walk over to clean out a drawer at my dresser, chewing my lower lip.
“Wynter,” Autumn yells, running into my room and closing the door.
“What’s up,” I say, looking at the flush on her cheeks.
Autumn looks fucking happy; I bet that’s because of Fiend.
Of fuckingcourse, she got some.
I hope so.
“I spent all night with Fiend, and it was fuckingtastic,” Autumn whispers, leaning in closer, a light red spread through her face, as she tucks a lock behind her ear.
“I’m happy for you, Sis,” I say, walking over to hug her.
“How did it go with Blood,” Autumn asks, she sits down on my bed?
“Oh my God, Sis, Blood claimed me. I’m his Old Lady,” I say, in a low, hoarse tone, teary eye.
Because the emotion flows up my chest, closing my throat up.
“Fuckingtastic Sis! Oh my God, I know that Blood loves you from here to the moon and all eternity,” Autumn says, crossing her legs.
“I know that you’re going to be an Old Lady because Fiend's eyes were only on you all fucking night,” I say, as we walk over to sit on the bed.
“What are you doing,” Autumn asks, looking at the pile of clothes I have on the dresser.
“I’m making room for Blood’s stuff and waiting for him to get out of Church. He said that he would be claiming me in the Church, and I’m so fucking excited,” I say, falling back onto my bed, turning up my lips into a huge smile.
“I want to go shopping for some outfits,” Autumn says, looking at the cell phone.
“Okay, we can go after I talk to Blood,” I say, nodding looking at my nails.
“I want a pedicure,” Autumn says, looking at her toes.
“Yes, I need my nails done,” I say, nodding.
Autumn’s cell rings, she looks at the screen. Finally, her lips turn up; she jumps off my bed.
“I’ll be back; Fiend is calling me,” Autumn says, giggling walking out of my room.
I closed my eyes because I’m a little tired, and I fall asleep.
“Sis,” Autumn says, pushing my shoulder to wake me up.
“What,” I say, opening my eyes, looking around.
“You fell asleep, oh my God! You didn’t sleep last night,” Autumn says, giggling.
“Yeah, and you didn’t either,” I scoff, pushing off the bed.
“Yeah, I didn’t, but I’m ready to go shopping,” Autumn says, resting her hands on her hips.
“Let’s get our nails done and then we can shop and maybe have some lunch,” I say, pulling out my wallet to check that I have my debit card.
“Sounds good,” Autumn says, nodding.
“But you’re going to have to tell me all about Fiend,” I say, raising my eyebrow.
