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18: The Cousin & The Secret Sister

Brenda

I clearly wasn't the only one who didn't enjoy my cousin's semi-permanent presences in this house. I could see it on Josephines face. But now, moving in with Dylan is looking more and more likely. Josephine and I stand side by side and stare at Val. She isn't the same girl I remember her being.

She's more than just a pothead.

She's a hoe. I usually don't say that word unless I mean it, and I mean it right now. She met this boy last night, and now they're in bed together. Fucking. Literally what the hell.

"Literally she's been up there all morning and all afternoon. How can someone spend so much time having sex?" I ask and Josephine shrugs.

"When are we going to interrupt her?"

I look over my shoulder, then back to the attic door, I open it and Josephine follows me upstairs. The boy is on top, grinding against her as she moans. I hit the light switch and Josephine gags as she sees who's in bed with my cousin.

Valerie bolts up and throws a pillow in our direction, then pulls the covers over them. Josephine takes my wrist and pulls me away from the attic.

"He's my ex." She whispers and turns to walk to her room.

My cousin is a sex addict. Holy shit.
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It's been two days since Josephine and I interrupted Val during sex, and needless to say, she's rebelling. She brought a different guy home last night. An African-American boy with dark hair in a man bun. I'll admit, he was pretty cute, but it sucks he had to fall for her. Val was going to use him for sex then throw him to the side and never call him back. It's how she works. We tried to have a girls day to the mall yesterday, but she spent the entire time flirting with one of the Starbuck's baristas.

Then, we came home and I tried to hang out with her, but she pulled out a new blunt, started taking drawls, then turned on a certain porn website on her phone. She asked if I wanted to watch it with her, but I politely declined. No, I don't want to watch porn with my cousin.

Val acts all goody to-shoes around my parents and any other adults around, but behind closed doors, she's like a college kid who acts like they own the world. Like she has no issues or worries. Of fucking course.

I pour myself a cup of orange juice and Josephine sat across from me when Val had entered the room in tears, "Brenda. I need to go to the clinic. Now."

"What happened?" I ask as I round the corner. She shakes her head and looks away with a frown.

"I can't talk about it." She whispers and grabs her purse off the hook. She drops her phone in and Josephine rises, following us out to Brandon's car. I turn the keys to start the engine. It roars to life and I look over my shoulder as I back out of the driveway.

The health clinic is only down the road, so it doesn't take us long to get there and get parked. Val checks herself in while Josephine and I take a seat. Josephine leans toward me and whispers, "You think she's pregnant?"

I shake my head and nod toward her and the front desk, "Nah, she probably has some made up condition to get more weed."

Val doesn't join us, they immediately take her back and she disappears. Josephine's phone rings and she answers, "Hero, hey."

That chat for a moment, I pull out my phone and text Dylan:

BRENDA:
Dinner tonight? Maybe a movie?

I turn off my phone and tuck it between my legs. Josephine takes the phone away from her ear, "Hero's picking me up. Tell me what happened later, ok?"