Well played Becca

Beth•••

"But I...I didn't know she was hurt" Becca said.

"Its not your fault for hurting me, its mine for thinking that you wouldn't" Lis said. When Becca looked at her she shrugged, "Beth's words not mine"

A tear slid down Becca's cheek. "I'm sorry"

"I'm not the one you should tell" Lis sighed, obviously tired of the drama. She stood up walking to the stairs. "Oh and mom" she said over her shoulder "dad found someone and what he said to dad about me was life changing. Maybe" she turned to look at mom's filigreed eyes "maybe that's why my sisters and I calmed down. But that doesn't mean we haven't been watching. Several times I needed a lease to come but only my sisters were privileged over the years because someone changed her sister's taste" she glanced at Becca. "But when she felt this pain of asking you all why we are strangers yet bearing the same last name. I knew I had to come out" she wiped her eyes, probably to clean the tears I was shedding. I knew I was my tears 'cause she chided me softly. "So tell me Mrs Alessa Millers and Miss Rebecca Millers, why are we strangers with a common surname and the same blood running through our veins? Think about it"

With that last word she marched straight into my room.

I felt the same ripping pain in my mind and I fell head down on Athena's thighs. She rubbed my head soothingly and slowly I closed my eyes.

The pain went away after a while. When I opened my eyes I was sprawled on the floor. I blinked and reached out my hand for Athena's but I felt nothing. I looked around and found myself on my room's floor, in front of my mirror.

I stood up slowly. Blue eyes stared back at me in the mirror. "Lis?"

A smirk formed on her face before she threw me a kiss. I made a show of catching it and when I looked back in the mirror it was amber eyes that were staring.

"Hah...." I sighed.

My eyes fell on the dress on my bed. In two seconds I was a crying mess on the floor. Why was my life full of secrets?

From Becca dating Lincoln to me having a rare bipolar case. I won't be surprised if I had a secret sibling or something related.

I wobbled to my bathroom and washed my face. Seth didn't deserve to see me like a wreck. After making sure I didn't look like I had cried for a year straight I left the sink and headed back to wear the navy blue dress.

I felt sorta weird. From navy blue bell sleeved dress to a sexy navy blue dress. Is today a blue moon for me or what?

I looked at my phone to check the time.

19:52.

I still had a lotta time till my date would pick me up. But I couldn't stay at this house any longer so I wore the stylish sandals grabbed my clutch put my phone in it and went to glance at the mirror for a final review on my look.

Guess what I found?

My towel was still wound on my head.

I mentally face palmed. I removed it and felt my cold hair that was still a little wet fall on my neck and shoulders.

I grabbed my hair drier but put it down, deciding to air dry my hair today. I weaved a finger through my locks. Combing my now wavy hair with my fingers.

[A/N: now doesn't that bring a sense of deja vu? After all someone else was fingering his hair..haha]

I went downstairs after deeming my look presentable. The three of them were still in the state that Lis left them.

Damn. That girl really leaves an impression.

As soon as they saw me halfway down they stood up. I could almost see the question mark hanging above their heads as to who I was at the moment.

I didn't bother to tease them about the dumb look on their faces. "Stop staring"

"Beth?" Becca asked.

I hummed in affirmation without breaking my strides to the door.

"I thought your date was for later?" she continued and I felt a brewing headache. "Nine right?"

"Yeah" I answered pausing in my steps and looking at her.

She took unsteady steps towards me. "Beth...I-I'm sorry" she threw her hands around me and held me tight.

I stiffened and stood like a statue. My hands gripped my dress. Tears brimming at the corner of my eyes.

"I should have been nicer to you. I shouldn't have pushed you to the edge" she sniffed in my bare neck and my nose scrunched up. "I'm a bad person"

"True that"

I felt her tense before she unwrapped her hands and looked at me with puffy and red eyes. "W-what?"

"If Lis didn't point it out, I wouldn't have known how you treated me. I always overlooked everything you did. And you would probably keep treating me like dirt"

"Beth I—"

"If I hadn't found out about your relationship with Lincoln would you have told me?"

"I would" she blinked her tears away.

"Really? It didn't sound like that earlier. Even when he threatened to end your relationship, you still...refused. I'm pretty sure it was him who dragged you down" her cheeks flushed from the embarrassment. "I always thought you treated me fairly all this years. But now that I look at it, you didn't. You never treated me very well. I mean why didn't you stop me from hiding in my room? Were you ashamed of me? Did you think that I would embarrass you? Why did you compare our results everytime at the end of a term? Why do you still wear a wig at school when we both know its not necessary? You didn't want anyone to notice me because then there'd actually be a difference between us. Well played Becca" I swallowed and stepped backwards, my back slightly touching the door. "I have to go. See you later...or not"