Chapter 19

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Mari


Vicki was coming out of her bedroom when I let myself in; she looked as if her and Jacobi had just finished playing around. Her hair was all over the top of her head, I startled her by opening the door.

"Shit girl," Vicki held her chest, breathing heavily. "I forgot you were staying here."

"Sorry, my bad. But guess what?!" I said excitedly.

"Wassup?" Vicki walked to the kitchen with me following as she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge.

"I found him! I found our brother!" Vicki's eyes grew large, covering her mouth to avoid spitting out the water.

Vicki swallowed hard and wiped her mouth. "Are you serious?"

"Yup, I found him on Facebook."

"The power of the internet, just like Natalie said."

"Oh and it gets better. He knows about us! All of us!"

"Shut up! So his mother wasn't too quiet about telling him his father was, huh?"

"Nope. And he wants to meet us."

"Well damn, for real? When?" she asked. We walked out of the kitchen and sat in the living room. Jacobi walked out of the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Oh shit, I forgot Mari was here, I'm sorry." He said, walking back into the room.

"I see y'all was getting busy!" I said winking, sticking my tongue out and smiling.

"Shut up, girl. I gotta get mine in when I can. What about you?"

"What about me?" I answered.

"Who are you getting down with lately?"

"No one you know about." I smiled slyly. Vicki looked at me and twisted her lips and the corners of mouth curled up.

"Mmmm-hmmm. Who is it?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

"Yes, I would! Are you still hooking up with Michael?"

"No. That was a one time deal. Don't worry about it. I have someone fulfilling all of my needs."

"Keeping him on the DL, I feel you. Does he know you're a Worthington?"

"No." I answered honestly. I hardly ever like to tell anyone that I'm a Worthington as it comes with a stigma that I can't seem to shake.

"Good. The less he knows, the better." Tell me about it. I don't want people to associate me with the scandals that follow Father.

"So do you think we should contact him?" I wanted to reach out to him and figured Vicki would like to know our brother as well.

"Sure, why not? What would it hurt?" She shrugged. "Are you going to tell Randall?"

I had to think about it, would I tell Randall? How would he react to knowing that not only Father cheated on Mother but while she was pregnant with him. "I don't know about that one yet. I think I want to take one step at a time."

"I understand that. Randall probably wouldn't even know how to handle it or he wouldn't believe it."

"True. He is so like Father in so many ways."

"More than you know." She said under her breath.

"What do you mean?" Surprise came across her face, she didn't expect me to hear her.

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