Married To The Wrong Brother

e journal, she turned around and went off the bed. I tried to corner her, but she caught my momentum and

as pain exploded in my sc

ent. I never had a moment of secrecy except this journal, and sure

cking her lips, panting.

ate

there, watching, waiting for me to open it. I don't know why, but I want him to climb through. I want him to grab m

d, theatrically, of course, "You want to s

," I snapped, str

eep sneaking out of dinners early. You're not just

, ple

already re

er things into my ears. He wouldn't treat me like I

g. My chest caved inward, and all I could taste was metal. The wor

e smoke off a joint. "You need therapy. Als

t. Turn into dust and vani

why you've been all jumpy and quiet lately? You've got a whole fantasy life with Dom running wild in your head. I m

choked out, eyes s

st was against my wooden bedframe, while she tugged at my hair. "So, sisterly advice, start with

mething inside me had been peeled open and no

against the door, and

, tearing her eyes away from my jo

through the door. "Mr. Capello ju

onna be yours when I'm gone, but while I'm still here, she's mine," she smiled

stood,

o gets it," she

still pressed into the bed fram

g back? I'm literally reading your diary. That's supposed to

I felt her hold on me loosen. That was all it took for me to twist, pulling my arm free, and yanking the j

get cleaned up and changed. I'd been gone for over four hours... what was su

alion, and I was grateful his panic had

d, barely, but it didn't stop him from nearly getting into a fistfight with Dom when it to

nch away from me even if I needed to pee. He didn't care. I hadn't had a

there, motionless. Seconds later she sat up slowly, and stared woundly at me. I could see th

ly around me that I could barely breathe but I didn't want her to

hought I hear

e tears I so desperatel

and her eyes met mine again, a

" she m

like broken glass as I shook

m. And if she did, the Salv

up dead in less tha