Complicated

Chapter 9: Secrets Unveiled

Cierra's POV

*meanwhile at the party*

"Where'd Kathy go?" I sat down next to Roxy, drinking the last bit of my Firewhiskey.

"She got... busy." Pfft. Busy. Not with what, with who.

"Damon or Fred?" I asked her bluntly. I've had too many drinks to sugarcoat anything.

"Wait, you know?" She asked me, her face full of worry and confusion.

"I saw her dancing with both of them." I knew she could dance, but I have never seen her dance like that. She's fucking amazing, that sister of mine. "Good thing you kept Ric occupied, he would've murdered them both."

"Yeah. Ric is very overprotective when it comes to Kathy."

"It's bloody annoying, won't let her live her damn life."

"But to answer your question... Damon."  Impressive.

"Nice. Didn't think she had it in her."

"That drink got it out of her." She pointed towards the punch on the table.

"What is in it?" I went up and got a cup of the punch and smelled it, cringing and dumping it. "That's Dragon Tears."

"Shit, seriously? Who put it in there?" I asked her and she eyed Nova who was across the room, shamelessly flirting with my brother.

"I think I have an idea." She said and looked away from them, clearly in pain from seeing their interaction. I put a hand on her shoulder comfortingly.

"If it helps, I like you better for my brother." I tried to reassure her and she gave me a small smile.

"I think I'm going to turn in, it's already midnight." She stood up and started heading to her room.

"I don't think you want to go to your room yet, what if you walk in on them?" I asked.

"He left a couple minutes ago, I saw him leave the common room to go back to his room." She shrugged and kept walking over to her room.

I looked at Nova flirting with my brother and rolled my eyes. She's a bitch. But he's worse. He knows what she did to me and still doesn't care. I seriously despise my brother sometimes.

"Hey darling." I looked beside me and saw Louis sit next to me, hanging an arm around my shoulders.

"Hey." I sighed and he turned to see what I was looking at.

"She's not worth it C." He said warningly.

"I don't know." I shrugged.

"What do you mean you don't know? She is not worth it."

"Yeah, maybe. I think I'm just drunk." I said, forcing a smile.

"C..." He warned and I sighed.

"I just... I just wonder sometimes if it's me who's not worth it. I mean, all the 'relationships' I have been in have failed. Sure I've never been in love or anything, but then does that mean somethings wrong with me?" I asked, burying my head in my hands. I waited a couple moments and heard nothing from Louis so I chuckled and stood up, "sorry, I'm really drunk. I think I'm going to go to bed."

"No no. I'm sorry, you just caught me off guard. Please, sit down." He pulled me down gently and I agreed and sat beside him. "I think that... sure, you have some commitment issues of your own. But I also think part of that is because you don't get into a relationship with people who are worth your commitment, girls and guys included. Sorry to tell you this, but no guy or girl you have ever dated or spent a night with has been worth your time. You need someone that is willing to listen to you, to talk to you, and someone who makes you feel comfortable being yourself. You need a balance, a 'yin to your yang' or whatever." He spoke to me patiently, but something about what he said struck a cord in me.