All Over Me

Chapter 17

Selene

I shut the front door of my house with too much force and walk fast up the stairs. The low heels of my shoes making noise on the marble floor.

As I'm about to reach my room, Ari comes out of hers.

"Hey, Sally? Is everything alright?" she asks as she approaches me.

I nod and force a little smile on my face. "Yes, it's okay." Damn it. My voice cracks.

She frowns. "No no no. What's wrong?" She takes my face in her hands.

"Nothing. I'm alright."

"Did you crash with your car or something? Sally, hey, look at me." She wipes a tear away from my cheek. "Why are you crying? What happened?"

"How did you manage not to cry when you saw our parents literally dead and I don't know why I'm crying?" I say, my voice weak and sad.

"I wanted to be strong for you to have someone to hold on to, sweetie." She gives me a worried look. "Do you want to talk for a moment? If you need to. We've both been so busy that it's been a while since we talked like we used to."

I swallow and sniff. "Yeah, it's true. I need to talk but there're some things that—" I leave the sentence hanging.

"That?" she urges me to finish it.

I sigh. "You know what? Let's just talk, and maybe you could sleep with me tonight."

She gives me a hug and I stiffen a little. "That would be great."

We go to my room and when I close the door Ari suggests another thing. "What about I do your nails while we talk?"

"It's late...I..."

"Who cares! It's just us," she insists.

"Well, okay. But don't do crimson, pale pink please," I tell her.

She laughs. "I guess you don't want to end up like me, I get it."

She goes to get all the nails stuff, then we sit on my bed and she starts doing what we used to do when we were little.

Ari clears her throat. "So...there's something you want to tell me?"

Yes. She's my sister and I used to tell everything that goes on in my life.

"Ari?"

She looks up at me with her beautiful green eyes—that sadly I didn't get—and her beautiful smile. "Yeah?"

"Please don't get mad," I warn her.

She closes her eyes for a moment. "God, what is it?"

I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and slur the words together, "Ihadmyfirstkiss."

"What?" She widens her eyes and messes up my nail. "Selene. When? With who? Was it good? Passionate? With tongue? Touching? Tell me everything!"

I laugh like a teenage stupid girl—well, I am a teenage stupid girl. "Slow down. I'll tell you."

"I can't believe you didn't tell me before. When did it happen?"