FIFTY-TWO

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"D-Drive, please. And don't crash." Lydia pats my arm and my eyes snap towards her. I quickly turn on the car and speed down the street.

"Lydia?" I ask quietly when we're on the Main Street. "Do you know who that guy was?"

"No..." She sighs as she looks down at her lap. "Bella, I got blood on the seat." She states before looking at me.

"It's okay." I tell her while giving her a small smile. "You can take a bath when we get home if you want."

She nods slowly and lays her head back against the seat. "Was it at least good?" I ask, instantly regretting it when I remember that Lydia, my best friend, had sex with James, my step brother, at a party at Blake's house, the guy Lydia's in love with.

"Yes." She answers almost instantly and my eyes go wide. "He has a huge-"

"God, Lydia, I don't want to hear that." I shake my head and she glances over at me. "Tell me anything but that."

"He was gentle... And nice about it."

"About what?"

"Me being... y'know... unknowledgeable about it." I furrow my brows and she sighs. "He has a nice body too... He's got a nice back, pretty cut abs. And not to mention he's fucking hot." She muses and I laugh loudly.

I roll my eyes as I pull onto my street and into the driveway. My mom's still working and Cam's over at his friends, so we're home alone. "Come on, Lydia." I help her out of the car and she lets me.

"I think I do want to take a bath..." She mumbles and I look up at her.

"Do regret having sex with him?" I ask and her eyes meet mine.

"I regret being drunk." She states with a small smirk.

"Do you wish is was Blake instead?"

"I don't think Blake's dick would ever be as big as that guy's, even if it was hard and he was on viagra."

I laugh loudly and so does Lydia as I help her into the house. I drag her upstairs and she collapses onto my bed.

"I'll run you a bath." I tell her and she smiles at me.

"I love you."

My body freezes as I stare at her. Her brows furrow and I feel my heart begin to hammer in my chest the moment the words come out of my mouth.

"I'm in love with you!"

"Bella?" Lydia slowly leans up and continues to furrow her brows.

"I-I'm fine..." I quickly walk into the bathroom and shut the door behind me. I turn on the water and begin filling up the bath for her before turning to face the mirror.

I rub off my makeup and run a brush through my hair before walking back into my bedroom. Lydia is currently laying on my bed, staring at her phone.

"Hunter texted me sixteen times." She whispers before looking over at me. "Asking where you are."

A shiver runs down my spine as I stare at her. "Tell him that my location is none of his business." I shrug before walking over to my closet and stripping out of my clothes.

"Okay..."

I look back over to her when she gets up and slowly walks into the bathroom. She shuts the door behind her and I sigh heavily.

I can't believe my best friend fucked my stepbrother. I mean... How the fuck does that happen???

Why was James in Westview anyways? He couldn't possibly be friends with Blake or any of Blake's friends in order to get an invite. The world isn't that small.

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