CHAPTER 8.

That bitch.

Logan.

I went down to the kitchen ready to kill Liam, I had woken up with a bucket of water on my head that almost drowned me with fear.

Cocoon wasn't about to joke after the bad night he'd had. My head hurts like hell and I don't even remember how I got to my room.

Flashes from the night before hit my head when I saw the door at the end of the hall.

"No, because you're Liam's little sister, you're going to talk to me like that —I tightened my grip on her wrist making Lexie flinch— I swear I'll crush you"

He could remember her cheeks flushed red from her anger, or maybe because we were close enough to her that it was tempting to kiss her.

She looked so cute drunk.

She had gotten him to tell me about the accident.

She did not know that she had a motorcycle.

Did she know about motorcycles?

I found Liam stirring eggs in the pan, hitting something.

—Oh, you woke up —she said turning her back to me in a mocking voice.

—Of course Liam, you almost drowned me! —I growled.

I sat at the kitchen table that was clearly made of wood, like everything else in this house.

She turned around, leaving the eggs between us along with the toast and cranberry juice that was already on the table.

She looked at me seriously from the other side and pressed her arms over her chest.

—What?

—I saw you yesterday ... —I mean it, something really weird about him.

—Already. I saw you yesterday too Li ...

—I'm talking about the basement, I saw you yesterday with my sister —I cut myself before finishing. I instantly tensed. I crossed my arms and slumped into the chair.

—Do I have to give you the Logan talk? —I ask.

He knew what was coming and he was right.

—The sisters don't touch, least of all Lexie —he studied my face more than usual to finish— at least not for now.

He was right, it was the friend code, as much as I found Lexie attractive, any lustful thoughts had to come out of my head.

He deserved respect for Liam.

Even if the thought crossed my mind, I was sick of that shit and a one-night stand could not be valid with it, I would see it every day, instead of the girls I knew at the bar would leave the next morning and I do not. see the mask again.

—You can be calm —I replied.

My mind stopped at the last thing Liam had said "at least not for now" What was it about?

—Okay, I trust you.

His attitude changed to the usual with his typical mocking smile. He was a cocoon, but the most loyal cocoon I could have found.

Take a sip of the juice remembering yesterday.

—Hey, who was that guy from yesterday? —I asked when I remembered yesterday's asshole and his girlfriend the viper.

—Who?

—The one from yesterday, the one who came to the party with his girlfriend. Maria?" Meri? Not America! —Ask— if she.

Liam looked at me with an expression I couldn't decipher. He squeezed the hand that held the fork.

—His name is Sam and he's a jerk —I say in a rough voice.

—I could see that but where do you know him from? —I asked.

He was silent for a few moments when he finally spoke.

—Sam was a friend of Lexie's, he was good. —He stared at a fixed point behind me.

—Was?

—If he was —annoyed huff— Lexie has been in love with him since ... —He was thoughtful— well, practically forever.

From what I saw yesterday it now became apparent.

—And what happened? —I asked curiously.

Bitter River.

—What, what happened? —I'll tell you what happened— I grunt, you see that he didn't like this issue at all because Liam isn't like that, he's always happy and seeks peace among all —the very idiot got into the wrong legs while Lexie was in the hospital, He didn't know anything better to do than mess with America ... he never went to see her for even one day, nothing.

Lexie had fallen in love with a jerk, now it all adds up to me, how uptight she got yesterday when they got closer.

—She who paints in all this Who is America? —I asked for.

—America is Lexie's bullying, or she at least she was in high school —he answered.

I widened my eyes thinking that Lexie was bullied, now I knew America comment about her.

Still surprised by that statement, I drank all the juice from her arm.

He had a slight feeling of wanting to protect her.

—I'm devastated when she found out about it —I comment— she thinks I don't know, she thinks I didn't hear her cry all night after she got back from the bar.

The bar? Had she found out about the bar the night? When did I meet her?

And I had treated her like one more that night, she wanted to get into her legs, I feel like shit. I wasn't much different from this Sam guy.

—I didn't know —I whispered.

Liam did not get to hear why we received a Lexie in pajamas and with disheveled hair. She looked like a witch.

I smiled.

She drank Liam's juice without even breathing.

—God! My throat hurts —I exclaim.

Liam kept eating her eggs and I lowered my gaze to the table, I was going to respect the code, although I can't deny how attractive she looked, with her hair covering her beautiful face.

Shit. No.

—Think before you drink so much then —Liam replied teasingly.

Lexie rolled her eyes.

—Shut up Liam.

—Wow, someone seems to be in a bad mood —she scoffed.

Lexie approached to hit her brother on the arm, he dodged him as if he already knew she was going to do it. It was quite funny to see them fight like that and at the same time protect themselves. Seeing them makes me think about my sister, how I would like our relationship to be like this.

—My head hurts like hell —Lexie said, sitting next to her brother, spreading her hair with both hands covering her face.

I smiled at that gesture thinking about last night, how beautiful she looked and how fun it was to be with her, how outgoing she is and how unpredictable she can be.

—You must stop drinking so much sister —Liam stopped, opening a cabinet door taking out some pills.

He handed one to each of us making Lexie look at me, our eyes meeting for the first time since she walked into the kitchen. She seemed to avoid me.

I could see the black spots under her eyes covering her cheeks. Had she been crying? "She thinks I don't hear her when she cries all night" Had she been crying for the guy yesterday?

—Liam I'll wait for you in her car. —I stopped without looking at her angry at the idea of imagining her crying for an idiot who doesn't deserve her, the brothers looked at me seriously, and then Liam nodded.

—Fuck off if you want —I heard Lexie whisper as she walked out the door.

Lexie.

We went back to the house after breakfast, Liam and the boring Logan left earlier to fix some issues on Logan's apartment rental contract, and then orient him with the streets.

It was my brother's words.

Pure bullshit, I knew exactly where it would lead Logan, it was incredible how my idiot brother was still after Jenna's skirts.

That bitch, is just like America is more, for something they are cousins.

I'd have to talk to him later.

As soon as I arrived I sent a message to Aleix so that he would come to my house with the excuse of helping me with my clothes for tomorrow.

He was flipping through my clothes looking older but presentable when the doorbell rang. I ran downstairs to open up to my friend who greeted me with his characteristic bear hug.

—Nice lollipop eyes —he commented.

Roll your eyes.

—You're an idiot, I take them off as soon as I get there.

Once settled in my room, I was thrown on the floor with my legs on the bed while Aleix was looking at a makeup magazine.

We had ordered hamburgers from McDonald's for the afternoon.

—By the way, that boy in the bar, the one with the pretty eyes, was asking about you —he says.

I get up suddenly to find a wide-eyed Aleix.

—What?

—Yes, but I didn't tell him your name quietly —he said proudly.

Had Logan asked about me after I left? Just remembering that night something grows in my stomach and my anatomy gets wet.

—He already knows that anyway —I said, grabbing a pillow covering my face.

—What?! —I ask in exasperation. —Lexie Mia Anderson, tell me you didn't take him to bed.

Do not answer.

—That bitch! —I pull the pillow off my face to watch him bounce across the bed.— How was she? He has it big?

—God, of course, I didn't sleep with him, who do you think I am? America? —I answered her upset.

—So? —I ask disappointed.

—You just won't believe it —she huffed.

—Speaks.

I sat next to him on the bed with my legs folded together.

—It turns out that he now lives here," I said.

Aleix eyes widened with her mouth forming an O.

—Explain yourself

—He's Liam's friend —I whispered, biting my lips nervously— he came with the one from the other University and moved here ... well, not here but in an apartment but he's staying here while they deliver it to him.

—Oh no!

—You see I'm horrible, I hooked up with Liam's friend.

—I wasn't saying that for that —he smiled.

—What, then why that smile?—I asked confused.

—Lex, can't you see it? —I'm silent, waiting for my answer.— The handsome guy at the bar may be your chance to forget about idiot Sam.

I mention his name, I had been trying not to remember him and America together as a couple.

That hurt me more than anything, even more, because I was still fond of him.

—I can't do that to Sam —she replied.

Her face changed to the one she always uses to talk about something serious.

—The one who shouldn't have done anything like that to anyone, that was Sam— he said angrily, so don't defend him, lollipop, because he didn't stop to think about you when he slept with America.

Ouch. It really hurt, but something in me told me I couldn't do that to her.

I stayed all afternoon after Aleix left for work, thinking about what he had told me. Could I use Logan to get back at Sam? No, it was a stupid idea, I'm not like that and I think neither Sam nor Logan deserve this even though they are the most integral idiots on the planet, they didn't deserve it, but inside me was the "what if ..."

Did Sam still like him? I had to get out of the doubt.

If he really told me looking into my eyes that he no longer loved me, he would withdraw all my letters and I would walk away from his happiness, but if I saw a hint of remorse in his eyes after saying it, I would play it tooth and nail to be able to be With him, I would go over America to get to him, I deserved an explanation, even if it was minimal, I needed it, I couldn't keep crying at night for him, I can deny it as many times as they are, I can say a hundred times I'm fine even though I'm not But I would never deny that Sam is my first love.