chapter 24: whatever, you dont get it

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I lay in my bed, with a book in my hand.

We Were Liars - E. Lockhart

I'm waiting for Kiara to get home, she hasn't been for a night. Mom and dad are now up my ass because I don't know where my own sister is.

"Cassandra call your sister! Tell her to get her ass over here." My dad shouts from downstairs.

"I told you I have no idea where she is, and quite frankly I don't care."

My father gives me silence as a response.

I receive a call from Pope.

I answer. He asks me where I am. I respond truthfully. I then ask if he's with Kiara, and of course, she's been crashing at John B's the past couple nights.

Once I hang up the phone I rush out of my room, forgetting to grab my car keys. I jog back in and quickly to pick them up.

I don't even know how to approach another conversation with Kiara.

I have so many questions. But the main one is: why? Why would she do this. She likes JJ. I'm hoping that it'll just be because she was drunk. She wasn't thinking straight... Right?

With all these thoughts rushing through my head, I start my car as I pull out of the driveway.

I finally reach the Château. The sound of the rocks in my driveway grinding against my tires. I exit the vehicle and slam the door.

I open the door that's usually unlocked.

"You don't wanna eat that man. That shit's like a decade old." I hear John B's voice as he turnes over to JJ.

"Food is food, right?"

Pope slaps it out of his hand.

"We can just order some more food now, stupid- Hey Cass." Pope waves at me.

"Hey Cassie." The two other boys shout in sync.

"Heyyyy." I say, stretching out my greeting.

I see Kie turn the corner from the hallway confidently. She gradually stops walking as she sees me.

"Oh. Um- hi Cass."

"Oh. Um- hi. Ms. Kissed my boyfriend." I mock her.

Wait. What the fuck did I just say.

Boyfriend? You had one job Cassandra, god.

"Your boyfriend?" She scoffs.

"Well. I- That's not the point! You knew that me and him were- are. Whatever Kie! Why couldn't you have been macking on literally anyone else? Maybe like- JJ?" I rant.

She goes silent, as her neck brings her head down slightly. She moves her eyes into the direction of JJ.

Once again, here I am. Standing awkwardly during another confrontation.

Well shit.

"I don't wanna talk about this right now Cass."

"Okay well I fucking do Kie. I fucking do."

She sharply turns and walks out of the house.

"Well I don't!" She replies, in a sarcastic sing-song tone.

"Kiara where the fuck are you going!"

Truly, where was she going? I have the car and she just expects me to chase her around the Cut? Not a chance.

She turns around and flails her arms around.

"What."

"What do you mean what. Clearly something happened with you and JJ."

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