Previously On Triplets Apart:
The press conference that we've all been waiting for is finally happening but Rebecca takes everyone by surprise. She goes back on her word and her speech is the complete opposite, sending everyone and the rest of the world in complete chaos.***
My heart begins to race as I glare at Rebecca without shifting an inch. My palms squeeze together into fists; my nail digging into my palm as my painful gesture to stay calm. Tariq and the girls whisper among themselves, the girls are silently panicking. My dad's team discreetly tries to figure out what to do without creating a scene. This is not going as planned, this is a complete disaster. My mom closes her eyes and Tyrell and dad whisper to each other in debate, but obviously trying not to cause a scene.
This is bad...
This is really bad.
What is Rebecca doing?
"Behind me is my dear sister." She points to my mom who is obviously trying to conceal the devastation eating away at her. "She gave birth to triplets, three beautiful girls, for my husband of course, they have his eyes. Yes, the President you all thought you knew."
Tyrell approaches her and whispers something into her ear but she ignores him replying with a quick word. They can't do much being that they're live, under the watchful eyes of the entire world.
"I am still Rebecca Dé'Neilio. First Lady of the United States. I will continue to perform my duties.. despite the horrific things that I have to endure, which I know you'll understand, especially the strong women who can relate. I'm here to let you know that it's okay and you're strong. But for the sake of my fellow Americans, I will still stand by my husband... even after he divorces me and remarries this home-wrecking tramp I call a sister." She calmly hisses as she takes a last glance at Cameron before trudging off the stage.
The crowd goes ruckus and I'm pretty sure the rest of the world followed suit. Tyrell announces a 5 minute break then chases behind my mom and dad, who I'm sure are chasing after Rebecca to join my mortified sisters and I back stage.
"Rebecca. Rebecca! What the hell was that? Are you out of your mind?!" My dad practically screams, the veins in his neck are next to popping out.
"You didn't expect me, Rebecca, to just roll over and let you... you peasants throw me under the bus, did you?" She spits harshly.
"Rebecca, you go out there.. and you tell those people the truth right now!" My mom screams twice as harsh and it's probably the first time I've ever seen her this aggressive. My blood boils beneath my skin as Tariq takes my hand, squeezing my palm in his to calm me.
"And what exactly is the truth? My husband did cheat." Rebecca smiles, folding her arms over her stomach.
"He wasn't yours to begin with! He was with me first! You know why I left him, I was sick, I dropped out of school because of it. I was afraid of his parents potential criticism about me being an unhealthy, college dropout! So I disappeared out of his life and here you came crashing in! Snatching him up, just to spite me, knowing damn well he's the love of my life! You didn't even have the decency to tell him that you were my sister! You know that's the truth." My mom doesn't cry and I'm proud. She's aggressive and defensive and I'm proud. I don't want her to cry anymore, knowing that's normally her reaction towards this story. I'm fucking proud.
"I know that. But they don't." Rebecca simply says gesturing to the crowd's direction and I want to smack her upside the chin for her lack of remorse.
"Then why are you doing this to us? Why are you being so cruel?!" My mom yells and seeing her tearing up like this makes me want to destroy every fucking thing in my reach, especially Rebecca.
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