𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 (𝟏)

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟒𝟒

"Why is she walking funny—why are you walking funny, Tiana?" I ask, watching as Tiana waddles her way to our table, a tray of food in her hands. She narrows her eyes at me, gnawing on her bottom lip.

Abigail snickers, picking at her food with her fork. Tiana turns her glare onto Abigail now as she slides into the seat beside me. "Don't—" She warns, but it's too late.

"She probably got her back blown
out—" Abigail is interrupted by a flying piece of chicken, hitting her right in the eye. I gasp and cover my mouth. "Shut the fuck up!" Tiana hisses, glancing behind her nervously.

"By Joey?" I choke, swallowing the bubbling laughter. Tiana's hand suddenly slaps onto my mouth, leaving a small sting. "Shh," She shushes, looking behind her again. I smile, then lick her hand.

She pulls her hand back, letting out a strangled noise between a gag and a groan. "You didn't," She stares at me, blue eyes wide and surprised. I stare at her, cheekily. "I did.."

She shakes her head, curling her nose in disgust as she wipes her hand on my shirt purposely. I clear my throat, holding back my smile. "So, what'd he do, bruise your cervix?"

Abigail bursts into a fit of laughter. Tiana gasps, slamming a hand onto her mouth as she shudders. "Stop," She strangles out. I waggle my brows, "Is that why I was kicked out of the cabin, last night. Hm?"

"Isadora Flores."

"Well, was it good—"

In the split of a second: Tiana is leaning over the table, struggling to reach over and smack Abigail. She wrestles with the table before giving up, out of breath. Just as she settles back in her seat, Ricky and Joey join us at out table.

I look up from my food, smiling and just about to greet them both. But when Joey slides in to sit directly across from me, with a nervous expression etched to his face as he aggressively gnaws on his bottom lip.

"Isadora." Joey blurts.

I furrow my brows, concerned. "Joey, What's wrong?" I ask, feeling his foot tap on the ground. Tiana clicks her tongue, shaking her head. "I told him," She shrugs. I furrow my brows further now, nerves spiking the hair on my arms. "Told him what?"

"Don't be mad at me, Okay?"

I inhale deeply, reaching to rub my suddenly freezing skin. "Why would I be mad at you?" I ask, my nerves skyrocketing in my body. "I told him." Joey blurts.

"Told who, what?" Ricky and Abigail chorused in union. They sunk in their chairs when Both joey and Tiana sent a glare their way.

I furrow my brows, swallowing. "What?" I force through my mouth, ignoring my spiraling thoughts.

"I told, Rowan."

Suddenly every thought in my mind disappears. The sound of my heart in my ears replace them, along with the feeling of anger. "Told him what, Joey." I gritted out, narrowing my eyes and leaning over the table now.