HER SISTER (18+) (GXG)

Paranoia & Importance

After what felt like hours of contemplation and avoidance, I finally managed to force myself to walk over to Mya.

Even if it seemed to be the last thing I wanted to do.

All I could imagine was her yelling at me and then dropping me as a friend.

She'd probably even make a scene in the gallery.

And between all the assumptions that I possibly could have, I never found myself blaming her for any type of reaction she did have.

Not after what both me and Mili had done.

Mya almost instantly looked over, sensing my sudden presence.

And when she managed to smile, I immediately felt confused.

"She did really good on this one," Mya said as she motioned to the picture.

I forcefully smiled, even if I felt as confused as ever, "Yeah it does look really good," I forced out.

Mya looked back to the picture, "You were definitely a better replacement than me honestly," she said, and I couldn't help but feel even more guilty as soon as it all clicked in my head.

It's not that Mya isn't seeing what felt obvious.

It's that she trusted me.

She trusted that I wouldn't sneak behind her back with her sister.

She never expected us to be together.

And how could I blame her, I mean, I had lied to her from the start—there weren't exactly any signs that pointed to me and Mili.

Well, except for the picture in front of us, but even that occurred because Mya couldn't do the planned shoot—because Mya offered me instead.

There wasn't much to go off of, and that seemed to make me feel worse.

We somehow lied too well.

And if we didn't, then Arielle or Akeyla was for us.

I mean, I can't even believe this all turned into something like this.

It felt like one small decision to not tell her about a kiss with her sister—who I didn't know was her sister at the time—has now become a full-on lie, which now involved other people.

Really, was there any explanation for this?

Because even after spreading out all the details from the beginning to end, it still felt like Mya would never forgive me for something like this.

And maybe I'm saying that because I personally wouldn't—which again, makes this even worse.

I just wish I could go back and tell Mya from the start, even if she got upset—it wouldn't be nearly as close as she would be now that we've lied for this long.

I mean, I'm officially dating her sister—where in the explanation do I throw that in subtly?

"Ana, did you hear me?"

I suddenly looked away from the picture.

Mya smiled, "I swear you're always in your own little world girl," she joked with me as she tapped on her phone a few times.

I laughed slightly, "It feels like that honestly," I forced out.

Mya only laughed, "Yeah, well my parents are about to be here—which is perfect timing since the ball is about to drop," she informed me, clearly texting someone before she looked up from her phone, "I'm going to call Damon really fast and have them all come back in since they all took a quick trip outside to spark the blunt," she said, and I didn't hesitate to nod.