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How many wrong turns can one person take before they realized that all hope was lost and they'd need to stop?
-A. E
Jane
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I finished washing the dishes before finally deciding it was time to wake the bride to be... or was it the groom to be?
I had been back two days now and I still didn't know what Carrie chose to be or what the heck the wedding was gonna be like. All I knew was that she reached out to me by f*******:, which surprisingly, I logged onto and I barely made it in time to attend. I shook my head, hiding a smirk, and headed towards one of the guess rooms where my cousin was staying before the wedding. It was just after eight and we barely had time to prep her for the day ahead.
I arrived at her door and without knocking, entered.
Why in God's name would I do that?
I stood frozen, body barely through the door as I literally walked in on my cousin screwing the lights out of her bride to be... or was it once again, groom to be? Ugh, it was a confusing concept.
"Oh my gosh!" I overdramatized before shielding my eyes just as Carrie rolled off of Veronica.
"What the f**k Jay!"
"Hey! No swearing at your cuz." I snapped as I dropped my hand, staring at the two scrambling to get dressed.
I suppressed a laugh as Carrie quickly pulled off the strapon and it dropped to the floor with a bang, p***y juices glistening all over it.
"Don't you know how to knock?!" Veronica spoke as she sat on the bed after dressing and Carrie just glared at me, hands folded across her chest at the bed foot where she stood.
"Ah, I never expected you to be here. You guys are getting married in a few hours, isn't there like, some rule that states you're not supposed to see the bride before the actual wedding?"
"f**k the rules." Carrie snapped once more and the irritation on her face was quite evident.
"Ugh, again with the curses! It's like eight in the morning. Do I have to muzzle you?"
"Do I look like f*****g appa to you?-"
"Baby, that's enough." Veronica cut in and she just rolled her eyes but reluctantly allowed her fiancé to pull her to the bed.
"Imma go now... see you in a few hours, okay?"
She pulled Carrie in for a kiss and I averted my eyes, finding the half hidden strapon more interesting.
The clearing of throats had me peeking up and Veronica avoided my smirk as she slowly slipped out the door. Turning, I met my cousin's annoyed glare and I smiled innocently before bracing her vanity. Doubt whether they could do the dirty here.
"What. Do you want?!"
She spat the first word at me and I rolled my eyes as I was really getting tired of her attitude.
"Could you just stop with the whole 'I hate Jane' thing? It's kinda getting annoying now."
"Stop with the... girl-"
She took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of her nose while silently counting to ten. When she had accomplished that, my innocent smile had once more reappeared and that only seemed to piss her off more.
"Seriously though, why are you being such a snob to me?"
"I'm the one being a snob?! You left! Jane. You, not me-"
"What else did you want me to do? My entire family was banking up on me and my so called girlfriend looked like she regretted our entire relationship and the 'mess' she got me into instead of actually defending me. What else was I supposed to do?"
"How about stay?! Figure things out. Not shut me out. Those seem like way better alternatives than having you go ghost on me for months and then suddenly showing up out of the blue with some guy you're somehow dating."
"I-"
"You didn't even call or text. You emptied your account, thrashed your phone, deleted all your social media accounts and left me, your mom and the rest of us a mess."
"I-"
"Yes, we were upset. Yes, we were confused, but we would have figured it out-"
"Carr-"
"Do you know how terrified we were?! How scared I was, to see you crying and running away when there was nothing I could do to stop you. I felt like s**t because I couldn't console my best friend and cousin when she needed me the most. And yet here you are, completely okay and unbothered by the fact that we all were a wreck."
"I'm sorry." I answered honestly. "I really wasn't thinking... I just wanted to disappear and figure things out and plus, you were mad at me-"
"Mad, not hateful. I get upset at you all the time but I would never go as far as my mother did with me. I was just confused but I got over it."
"I-"
"You being gone, forced me to get over it."
"I'm sorry."
"I love you... you know that don't you?"
Her voice drops to barely above a whisper and my heart clenched at the sincerity of her words. For the first time since leaving I truly felt heartbroken at the thought of causing my cousin so my pain.
There's no doubt that she could be a pain in the ass, but when wasn't she? And given the way Aunt Rosa treated her, I should have expected a lot worse from her than what I actually got. I sighed deeply before looking up at her and quietly responded.
"Yes."
Carrie comes over to me and we hugged, her holding me tightly and me squeezing my eyes shut as I refused to let myself cry.
"Why are you not friends with Darcy?" I asked as we slowly pulled away and I noticed my cuz wiping a few stray tears away.
She sighed before bracing said dresser with me. "I was angry with everyone Jay, not just her. I avoided all my friends, Brian, Michelle, Roni, hell, even my dad. It wasn't nice of me but you leaving really hurt."
"I'm sorry-"
"Stop apologizing, I get it. You're not as strong as me."
My eyes snapped to my cousin and I playing punched her shoulder as she failed in hiding her smirk.
"You wish."
She rolled her eyes and shoved me before pulling her door open and gesturing for me to leave.
"Get out and go see that 'boyfriend' of yours."
"Wait, you didn't tell me if you're still mad at Darce."
"I'm not, but what do you care, you guys broke up... didn't you?"
"Ah... um... yeah." I spoke slowly. "Kind of?"
"Jane!" Carrie scolded.
"I might have seen her last night-"
"Jay-"
"Don't judge me, I... I'm just a girl."
"Ugh."
She slapped her hand over her face as she groaned and my innocent smile reappeared as she tried to glare at me.
"So... does that mean that you can invite her to the party?"
"Why can't you?"
"Why can't you?"
"Ugh, you're so childish!"
"No I'm not... you are."
"Girl-"
"Is that a yes?"
Carrie groaned once more and this time I smiled sweetly as I bat my eyelashes at her.
"Your funeral."
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