“But you trust me,” I remind her with a smile.
She snorts. “You’re not going out without me,” she states before she spins around and heads off down the hallway to our room.
I let out a sigh of frustration, the tension returning to my body.Now, what the fuck am I gonna do?
TAYLOR
“Wake up.”
I sit straight up, looking around frantically when I hear my bedroom door bang against the wall. I fall back down to the bed and close my eyes when I see it’s just Savannah being more dramatic than usual as she storms into my room.
“Go away,” I mumble; wanting her to leave me alone so that I can finish my nap. Today was a very long day for me. I had finals, and when I got home, all I wanted to do was catch up on all the sleep I had lost while studying the last few weeks.
“No. We’re going out. Get up.”
Her cheerful tone annoys me. “I don’t wanna go out tonight,” I say as I roll onto my stomach. I grab the pillow and cover the back of my head to drown out the light that she rudely switched on.
I squeal as she slaps my ass over my jeans, since I fell asleep still dressed. Hard enough for me to hiss in a breath as I try to rub the sting out of it. “Get up and get ready. I need a night out, and you deserve a night out.”
“You’re wrong. You just wanna get laid,” I mumble.
She winks at me with a naughty smile playing on her Barbie doll face. “I don’t need to go out to get a piece of ass.”
I almost vomit at the reminder that she is sleeping with my brother, and she laughs at me as she watches me shiver from that thought. Gross!
I shove the pillow off the bed and look out my bedroom window.How long have I been asleep? It’s dark outside. I look over at Savannah. She has her blond hair down, and I can tell she’s straightened it. She’s done her makeup as well. Glancing at my phone on the bed next to me, I see that it’s ten. “It’s too late to go out,” I say happily. “By the time I get up, get ready, and we get there … It’ll be closing.” I smile inwardly at that thought. I sure as hell don’t wanna get up and get ready for nothing. I had a date with my bed tonight. Maybe a little Netflix and some Ben and Jerry’s.
She places her hand on her hip, and the six silver bangles around her wrist clink together. “I swear I don’t know how you have survived three years of college.” She sighs heavily. “This is when everyone goes out. If you get there early, you look desperate,” she says in herduhvoice. As if it’s common knowledge to show up late to a club. “This is the perfect time.”
“You guys go.” I lie back down. “I’m going to stay here and sleep.” I pull the covers up and over my head. “Don’t wake me when your drunk asses stumble in,” I inform her with a soft laugh. Their drunk sex is the worst. I swear the neighbors can hear them. And no amount of pillows can drown out the sounds.
She rips the covers off me and throws them to the floor. I growl in protest. “You need a social life. Now, get your ass up.”
She walks out of my room, and I holler after her. “You forgot to turn the light off.”
“Get your ass up, Tay!” she yells back.
I sigh as I look up at my ceiling. I haven’t been out in months. My brother, Blane, and Savannah go out all the time, and I don’t know how they do it. Work all day and then party all night long. I need my sleep. I can’t seem to function without it.
But it could give me some time with my brother. I never see him anymore. He hasn’t been the same since he came back from Pekin without my father a few months ago. Just as I had expected, they wouldn’t let him out on bail. I can tell it bothers my brother that he’s still in there. He needs to realize that he doesn’t owe him anything.
I guess a night out wouldn’t be the worst thing to happen. I’ve done nothing but schoolwork for the last month. I crammed day and night for my finals. Now, I have three free months of relaxation before I start my senior year in college.
“Sis?” I sit up when my brother pops his head into my room. His dark brown shaggy hair is still wet from his shower. And a towel hangs low on his hips. I place my hand over my eyes. “Can you please get dressed before you enter my room?” I beg of him. Ever since the first time he and Savannah hooked up, about six months ago, he feels like he doesn’t have to wear clothes around the house. The worst was when I came home from school early one day and they were having sex on our couch while on their lunch break. I haven’t been able to sit in that spot since then, or look at him the same. I have to admit that having to hear it is much less traumatizing than having to see it.
“What?” He sounds offended that I asked him to put on pants and a shirt before he speaks to me.
I uncover my face and narrow my eyes at his, refusing to look anywhere else. “Brothers and sisters should never live together,” I say with a sigh.
He gives me a grin. The one all the ladies love. It doesn’t work on me, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try. “You need to get dressed. We’re leaving here in thirty.”
“I can’t be ready in thirty minutes,” I say happily. “You’ll have to go without me.”
He ignores me. “I’ll give you thirty-five.” He snaps his fingers. “Hurry up,” he orders as he pushes off my door and walks away. “I can’t be late,” he mumbles, but I still hear him.Late for what?
Savannah walks back into my room. I give up the fight when I see the makeup bag in one hand and a comb and hairspray in the other. “Now, what do you plan on wearing?” she asks giving me herI wonsmile.
“Does it matter?” I ask with a sigh as I push my long brown hair out of my face. I guess this means I don’t have time for a shower.
