Emison: Unsteady

7- Cut Off

Caleb's POV

"Dude, I don't have any more underwear" Emily bursts into my room with a tank top and a towel wrapped tightly around her hips, her hair damp from her shower.

I sigh, rubbing my closed eyelids. Weekends were supposed to be for relaxing, yet, I'm stuck with this shit.

"What do you want me to do about it? You should've washed the whole basket yesterday" I tell her in a harsh tone. Swivelling around in my desk chair to face her. I can't help it, I'm flooded with all these expenses plus school work, my mind is about to burn out.

"I was busy, I forgot" She huffs, her one hand holding the elbow of her other arm.

"Just go commando for the day then wash the clothes when you get back home. Wash mine as well while you're at it" I rub my temple as I plan out the budget in front of me.

"Can't I use one of yours? I'll clean it"

"No way, man." I scoff, glancing back at her as I twirl the pen between my fingers. "Just use one of Hanna's booty shorts she left here" I point towards my drawer where I had some pieces of Hanna's clothing after all the nights she spent here.

"Would she care?" Emily frowns, stepping towards my drawer to pull out the black and white shorts.

"Of course not, now go away. I have stuff to do" I shoo her off, listening to her shuffled steps against the carpet until she was out my door. Hearing her mutter out 'fucking asshole' on her way out.

I sigh, flipping my phone over so the screen is up. I clear my throat, opening up my notified messages.

Me: Sorry my sister came in

Kate: All good...

Kate: So, u want me to come over or u come here?

I lick my lips, looking up at my bedroom wall. God, what have I become.

My eyes wander over to the polaroids and pictures stuck up on my wall. One of which was a polaroid of Hanna with her arms wrapped tightly around mine and Toby's shoulders, the biggest grins on our faces. That was during my sophomore year and their freshman year. I took them to their first party and Hanna was shit-faced by the end of the night.

Another one was a picture Emily took of Hanna and I cuddled up on the couch asleep in Noel's cabin a year ago. The day we finally acknowledged our feelings for each other. It was a good night, one of my happiest memories before shit turned south.

I know what you're thinking, Caleb why would you cheat on sweet, poor Hanna, a loyal girl who has been there for you when you needed her most. She'd be devastated if she'll find out.

You see, I was always faithful, but my mind is just so fucked up right now. I'm stressed and in need of some relief. Plus, quite frankly, Hanna and I barely see each other apart from school and with the group. She isn't as affectionate as she was before and if she was, it's just a show so that our peers still believe we're that 'golden couple'. When in reality, I've cheated a few times with my best friend's sister.

Kate.

From what I know, only Emily knows about Kate and I. But I know she wouldn't tell anyone. Despite our many arguments, I know that my sister would never tell anyone, she would never betray me. Cause if Hanna ever found out, I'm screwed and it'll surely leave a dent in our group's relationship.