September 28th

4. Truths

**Stephy**

"Okay okay I got one," Tasha drummed her fingers on the table.

"Who was your first?" Carl looked a bit taken back by that question. He was fully drunk now, most us on the table were with Svante as the exception -he was the designated driver- he looked between us deciding whether he is going to be honest or drink up 20 martinis that were ready and waiting.

"You probably won't believe me," he sighed, "but it's you" he said in almost a whisper. Axel, the dude with hair all over his face -I finally learnt his name- choked on his beer.

Tasha's eyes almost bulged out of her sockets, so did everybody else's, "I have never slept with you!" She said accusingly.

"Yea you did..." he scratched the back of his neck with a nervous laugh. "Well actually you slept with Erik Grayson, I think you remember him, blond hair blue eyes, college graduate, September 16th, college party three years ago" he looked guilty while he was saying this.

Then it hit me, Tasha coming back home three years ago looking like she just won the lottery, with her million dollar smile plasted on her face, she ran up to me and practically threw herself on me before dragging me up stairs to tell me her big news. She had finally done the deed, with a guy named Erik Grayson.

"Fuck, shit" I said out loud.

"You can say that again" Carl chuckled nervously.

Tasha hadn't said anything yet and her silence was beginning to worry me. She looked shocked, slowly morphing into anger. This was bad, this was really really bad.

"You lied to me." She started to get up, "you fucking lied to me , you son of a-!" Her voice and anger raising with every word. I didn't know what she was about to do but I quickly grabbed her. Svante and the two girls stood up to make way for me so I can drag her out.

Once we reached outside she took heavy breaths which only made her dizzy and she fell. I tried helping her but she pushed me away. "I'm fine" she really wasn't and if she didn't cry to let all of that anger out someone was going to get hurt tonight.

"Should I call a taxi" I knew she needed to cry but I also knew she wouldn't let me be there for her. She nodded, so I made the call.

"It'll be here in five" it was awkward, I didn't know how to comfort my own sister, with everything that had happened hugging her would just be plain awkward so instead I settled to be quiet. Five minutes later the taxi shows up and she got up to leave. Do something. I urged myself. "Uhm.....er.... Tash do-do you want me to come over" the words stumbled out, talk about awkward.

She smiled slightly then shook her head, "I'll be fine" then got into the taxi which drove off after that.

I walked back into the club to get Carlos and Svante, the two brothers who walked into our lives and are currently turning things upsidedown.

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