It made no sense in my head. Even after sitting in the backyard for an hour with Natalie and Austin, my mind still couldn’t make sense of what Alan had told me. After that hour, Jane finally emerged from the bedroom and she immediately started to argue with Alan. I packed a small overnight bag and went home with Natalie and Austin to Natalie’s house so the arguing couple could have their privacy.

I sat in their living room for at least three hours just talking with the two of them before Austin got an incoming call from Alan and left the room.

“It makes no sense,” I shook my head as Natalie handed me a glass of water. “She was drinking last night. If she was pregnant she wouldn’t do that.”

Natalie just sighed loudly and shrugged. I knew that she didn’t like talking about Jane for whatever reason, but I couldn’t help but bring it up. This wasn’t only a shock to me because of my situation with Alan, but also because Jane was still my baby sister and now she was pregnant.

Austin came back into the room, rolling his phone between his hands before shoving it in his pocket and sitting down beside Natalie on the couch. He immediately wrapped his right arm around her shoulders. I noticed that they were always touching each other somehow and I figured it was because Austin didn’t spend a lot of time at home because of touring, so they liked to get as much of each other as possible while he was home.

“What did Alan say?” Natalie asked.

I looked to Austin, waiting for his explanation.

“Well, I guess Jane got way too hammered last night so Anouk and Phil had to take her to the hospital so she could have her stomach pumped. Jane stopped them before they could do it, though. Mumbling something about not hurting her baby. Alan got a call from Phil after we left this afternoon and Alan went to the hospital. The doctor scolded Alan about Jane’s drinking and I guess the doctor told him that Jane’s six weeks pregnant.

“Worst part is, the doctor already knew Jane because I guess it was the same guy who did her pregnancy test for her. That’s why they were fighting. Jane knew that she is six weeks pregnant but still drank last night,” Austin said. “And she drank a lot.”

I shook my head in disappointment, suddenly feeling enraged. Jane knew better than to be so stupid and drink while pregnant. And why hadn’t she told Alan or even me about the baby? Six weeks is over a month that she’s been into her pregnancy. How long had she known? Did she tell anybody?

“Maybe she doesn’t want it,” Natalie suggested quietly. “Maybe she did it on purpose.”

“Jane just doesn’t seem like that kind of person,” I said. “Sure, she can be cynical. But not like that.”

Austin opened his mouth to say something, but my phone began to ring loudly from my purse beside me on the couch. I quickly pulled it out, somewhat hoping to see Alan’s name flashing across the screen, but instead it was Jane.

“It’s my sister,” I said softly. I stood up and walked into the closest bedroom and shut the door before answering.

“Jane?” I answered.

I heard her sniffle a bit. “Addie? Hey, where are you?”

“I’m with Austin and Natalie. What’s wrong?” I asked. I didn’t know if Jane knew that I was aware of her pregnancy, and I didn’t want to say the wrong thing and start another fight between her and Alan.

“I know you know,” she said with a nasally laugh. “Um…when are you coming home? I want to talk to you…”

“Whenever you want me there. I left to give you and Alan some space.”

“Oh, thanks. I could come pick you up in like five minutes if you want?”

“Sure, Janey,” I said with a smile in my voice.

“Okay, I’ll leave now,” Jane said.

We said a quick goodbye and I left the room. Jane arrived a lot quicker than five minutes. I assumed that she sped all the way over and that worried me – I didn’t want her being so reckless while pregnant.

We got back to the house and Jane told me to follow her into her room. I took a seat on her bed, kicking off my sandals before folding my feet beneath me. Jane took her shoes off and walked over to her dresser where she began digging through the top drawer. She moved all of the clothes aside and pulled out what looked to be a jewelry box before sitting down across from me.

She set the box down in between us and pulled the lid off. I looked to the box and saw an orange prescription bottle, a few pamphlets, and a manila envelope at the bottom. She pulled the manila folder out and took a deep breath, pausing before she went to open it.

“These are my prenatal vitamins,” she explained, looking down at the pills. “This is all of the stuff I got from my doctor visits.”

She carefully pulled open the prongs on the envelope and reached inside, pulling out a piece of photo paper that was concealed by a bit of tissue paper. I knew exactly what it was and I didn’t know if I wanted to see what she was about to show me.

“I don’t think I need to tell you what this is,” she laughed a bit. “Do you want to see it?”

Despite my uncertainty, I held my hands out to see the picture. I gently removed the piece of tissue paper and looked down at the blurry image in front of me. All you could really see was a small jelly-bean in the picture, mostly white and gray to contrast with the black background of the image. I was relieved to see that it was just a little blob on the paper. I was afraid I would see a spitting image of Alan resting in Jane’s uterus.

Not yet, Addie. But soon enough your sister will be spitting out a little ginger baby that belongs to the man you love.

I shook my head to get my conscious to leave me alone. “Are you excited?” I asked.

Jane scoffed and took the picture back when I held it out to her. “For this?” she asked as she held up the picture. “For this thing? Seriously?”

“It’s a baby, Jane. Not a thing. That’s your baby and you need to treat it carefully.” My annoyance was evident. Why was Jane acting so ridiculous? She had told me so many times how crazy she was about Alan, shouldn’t she be jumping with joy at the chance to have his child? I felt a pain rumble through my chest as guilt weighed down on me – I had just slept with her boyfriend and now she was going to be having his baby. Their relationship was perfect before I had to fuck it all up and go and sleep with Alan.

Jane shook her head and shoved everything back into the box with anger. I could see her panting heavily as the tears began to slowly slip from her eyes. “I don’t want this. I’m not ready for a fucking kid.”

“It doesn’t matter if you’re ready or not. It’s happening and there’s nothing you can do about it. You just have to accept it and make yourself ready,” I said.

Jane grunted. “Oh, I can do something about it, and I’m going to.”

I was shocked at her words. Was she really thinking of aborting the baby? “Is that why you drank so much? You wanted to get rid of it, didn’t you?”

Jane didn’t answer me, she kept her head down as her tears fell and hit the mattress.

“Jane, you obviously do want this baby deep down, or else you wouldn’t have said anything last night when you were about to get your stomach pumped. You would have let it happen, hoping that it would hurt the baby, but you didn’t,” I said. I was trying to think about what our mom would say in this situation. Since I was Jane’s big sister, I needed to comfort her and love her because our mom wasn’t around to do that anymore. “Jane, we’re all here for you. Especially me, okay? Even if you think you aren’t ready, I know that Alan will do all that he can to make sure you two raise this baby right. And I’ll be the best Auntie in the world, okay?”

Jane smiled a bit and nodded. She reached her arms out and pulled me into a strong hug. I was hesitant to hug her back at first, but I did anyway. I still couldn’t believe this was happening. Jane gently sobbed onto my shoulder, and I just awkwardly held onto her. I tried not to think about the fact that I had slept with Alan last night, but it was all that was on my mind.

“Adelina?”

“Yeah?”

“You’re a great sister, you know that, right?” She pulled away from me and held onto my shoulders, looking deep into my eyes.

The guilt wrapped around my vocal chords and I couldn’t say anything in return. I just gave her a weak smile and looked down, hoping that she wouldn’t say anything else to make me feel even worse than I did.

-

Alan and Jane were still fighting a lot, and so I spent most of my time either in my room, at Natalie’s house, at Austin’s house, or out with the two of them. I didn’t mind that I was the third wheel in my new small circle of friends – they didn’t make me feel that way, so it was still fun and it helped me to get my mind off of the situation that would be waiting for me when I got back home.

Three days passed since we had found out about the baby, and Jane decided that she wanted to start over and announce her pregnancy to everyone that she knew the right way, so of course, that meant by throwing a small party at our house. We hung decorations along every walk-way, cleaned the carpets until they were spotless, and bought enough food, alcohol, and snacks to accommodate a high school party.

The party was going to be family and close friends for the first couple of hours, and then toward the night more friends and acquaintances were going to come over to hear the news and celebrate. I was a bit worried about Jane being around all of the alcohol, but she seemed to be better after our talk, and was accepting the fact that she was pregnant and going to have the baby. I could still feel the tension in her relationship and it made me feel a bit awkward, but it wasn’t too bad.

The party started and I got to see a lot of my aunts and uncles and cousins that lived in the area. They all asked me about work and school, and it was a nice distraction from the fact that Alan’s family was going to be there and I was probably going to have to meet them. I didn’t know what it was about meeting his family that made me so nervous but I really didn’t want to do it. It was probably because this wasn’t how I wanted to be introduced. I didn’t want to be known as Alan’s girlfriend’s sister. I wanted to be Alan’s girlfriend. But there was nothing I could do now. There was no more hope for that.

I noticed a familiar face walk through the front door and my Aunt Margie immediately left the conversation to go greet her brother at the door. I didn’t even realize that he was going to be here, which was stupid because Jane had specifically told me that family was invited, and he was family after all.

“Hey, Addie,” he said awkwardly as he approached the circle I was standing in with some family.

I turned around and sighed, giving him a slight smile. “Hi, Dad.”

“What? No hug?” he asked with a slight twinkle in his eye. He held his arms out and I sighed before quickly wrapping my arms around him and then pulled away before he even had the chance to register my motions.

“What’s this party for?” he asked as he looked around.

Oh, nothing. Jane’s just going to have a baby with the man I’m in love with.

“Not sure,” I lied. I pulled my glass up to my lips, wishing that it was a lot stronger than it was. I noticed a familiar body bobbing through the crowd, a camera hanging around his neck and a red cup in his hands. “Adam!” I called the photographer over.

He stopped walking and looked around to see who had called him. He spotted me and his eyes grew wide. “Ads! Hey! What are you doing here?” he asked curiously. I had met Adam a few days ago while out with Natalie and Austin. He hung out with us that day and him and I really got along well. He was an interesting character – tan skin, wide eyes, bald head, tattoos – and he told the lamest jokes. But he made me laugh and was a lot of fun.

“I could ask you the same thing,. You don’t look like family to me,” I said with a laugh. “Jane’s my little sister. I thought you knew that.”

Adam shook his head. “No, I had no idea. You guys look so different! That’s crazy,” he said. “Did you need a refill?”

I nodded and handed him my cup.

“What were you drinking?” he asked.

I shook my head. “Something that wasn’t strong enough for a family gathering,” I answered simply.

Adam laughed and gave me a wink before heading off to the kitchen. My dad was completely invested into a conversation with one of my aunts so I used this as a chance to slip away. I walked into the kitchen to where Adam was standing by the alcohol, making me some sort of mixed drink. He seemed determined so I didn’t say anything to bug him. He made our drinks and turned around, a large smile taking over his face when he saw me sitting at the kitchen table.

He handed me the drink and sat down across from me, immediately grabbing a handful of M&M’s that were sitting in a bowl on the table. He popped a few into his mouth. “So, bad blood in the family, then?”

I shrugged. “I guess you could say that.” I didn’t really want to get into too much detail because it would bring up too many emotions that might make me lash out since all of the family I had was just in the room next door to the kitchen. “So, Mr. Elmakias, you never told me why you’re here.”

Adam shrugged and took a gulp of his drink. “Well, Alan invited me to the party tonight, but the only time I could come into town was early because I took the bus, so he said I could just chill the whole day.”

“Are you going to be taking pictures of this shin-dig?” I asked, waving my hands at the decorations. “Are the fans going to know that Alan got my sister pregnant?” I said the words a bit harshly even though I didn’t mean to. I looked down at the drink that Adam had given me – it must have been much stronger than I thought because my hatred toward the situation was starting to surface without me even realizing it.

“Woah,” Adam laughed. He reached down to his camera around his neck and lifted it up to quickly snap a picture of me. “I’ll just take pictures of you the whole night so you can remember everything in the morning.”

“What makes you think I’ll forget?” I asked as he took another picture while I spoke. “Don’t!” I laughed.

“Well, at this rate, you’re going to get wasted. Especially if you let me make your drinks. I party with rock stars, Adelina, I know how to get a grown man drunk. It won’t take long for me to get you hammered.”

“Is that a challenge? Maybe I can hold my liquor better than you’d expect? I did go through seven years of college, you know,” I winked. “That’s got to be a close second to being in a band.”

“Maybe second, but not close. Nothing comes close to the life of a touring band. The girls, the booze, the music, and…more girls,” Adam looked off into the distance and let out a sigh as if he was remembering something.

I just shook my head and listened in as Alan and Jane began to get everybody’s attention. “Here we go…” I mumbled as I took a sip of my drink.

Adam stood up and leaned in the doorway, holding up his camera and taking a couple of pictures. I kept my back turned from the doorway and instead focused my gaze through the sliding glass door and into the backyard. This is the day that my chances with Alan are completely diminished.

“We have an announcement for everybody…”

I should be the one starting a life with Alan. I should be the one throwing a party with him, together, with our families together and well aware of our love.

“...this was a bit unexpected, but we know that you’ll all be happy for us and support us…”

My life would never be the same after those words fell from her lips. It would no longer be accepted if Alan left her for me. I would be a bitch for stealing him away from her, and he would be a dick for leaving his pregnant girlfriend. No matter what, this situation didn’t end in my favor. So now I just had to sit here and watch Alan and my sister live their life together. No matter what, Alan was going to be around now. By having a child together, they would be forever bound together. Even if their relationship doesn’t work out, they’d still have to see each other because of this baby.

“I’m pregnant!” Jane squealed and the entire room gasped and erupted into a round of applause and congratulations and hollers and yelling and I really wished that I was deaf.

“…what the actual fuck!” Adam exclaimed from the doorway. He snapped a few more pictures before turning on his heel and pacing around the kitchen. “When the fuck did this happen?” Adam exclaimed. He seemed shocked and a bit angry, but a smile was still on his face.

“When he decided to be irresponsible and stick his dick in my sister without protection,” I mumbled. He didn’t hear me though, and continued to pace around. “Will you make me another drink?” I asked, holding out my cup.

Adam grabbed it and went to whip up another drink before handing it back over to me. “Aren’t you going to at least talk to your family a bit? Or congratulate your sister or something?” Adam asked as he handed the full cup back over to me.

I shook my head. “Don’t want to talk to them. Already knew about the pregnancy,” I said tersely.

Adam could see that I didn’t want to talk about. “Guess we’re going to sit in here until the real party starts, then, huh?” he asked with a hopeful smile.

I couldn’t help but laugh. “I might disappear into my room in a while. It’s how I usually spend my time at home, anyways.”

“But it’s a party!” Adam pouted. “Plus, you can’t leave me! I’m supposed to take pictures of you all night, remember?”

“Take pictures of Jane or something.”

“No, I only want to take pictures of you,” Adam whined. “Well, I guess if you go into your room, I’m gonna have to go with you. I’ll just sit there and take pictures of you while you watch TV or do whatever you do in your room alone…” Adam winked at the last part and took another picture of me as I stuck my tongue out at him.

The real party started a couple hours later and by that time Adam and I were fairly tipsy and mingling around the party together. Just like he said, he kept taking pictures of me all night. I would pose behind people when they weren’t paying attention and he would capture it. He even got a video of me pretending to twerk up against Austin’s back while he was in a serious conversation with a bunch of guys that I didn’t know. I was in a dress, and bending over probably wasn’t the best idea, but I really didn’t care. I was having too much fun.

I went up behind Jane and pretended to grab her ass while giving an exaggerated wink to the camera. Adam showed me the picture and I leaned onto him as we both shared a long laugh. We zoomed in on the faces that were in the background of the picture and laughed even more at their candid expressions.

“Since when do you two know each other?” Alan asked as he walked up behind us. He was holding two cups - one red and the other a plastic cup from in the kitchen that was clear. It was obviously Jane’s cup so he could keep track of what she was drinking.

“The other day I ran into Austin and Natalie and they introduced us,” Adam explained through a few giggles.

Alan gave me a confused expression but I quickly looked away – my laughing ending abruptly. “You hang out with Austin and Natalie?”

I nodded. “Pretty much every day,” I said quietly. “Don’t you ever notice me leave when you get here?” I asked, somewhat hurt that he didn’t have any idea on what I was doing. It’s not like he should keep tabs on me, but a part of me wanted to believe that maybe he really did love me, too. Even if those feelings didn’t matter anymore.

“I just never knew where you were going,” he said quietly.

Jane turned around and let out and excited squeal before wrapping her arms around my neck. Adam snapped a picture and I glared at him from over Jane’s shoulder. He quickly set his camera back down so it was dangling around his neck.

“I love you so much, Addie, thank you so much for helping me with all of this. Everybody is so excited for me and I am so happy,” she gushed as she continued to hold me. I waited for her to pull away before giving her a slight smile and letting her return to Alan.

They walked away and just before they could join a conversation, Alan looked over his shoulder and looked over my appearance. He started with my black combat boots and then trailed up my bare legs and stared over my cream colored lace skater dress that had a black, ribbon belt sitting on my waist. His eyes sat on my red lips for a while and I turned away quickly.

As if right on cue, someone turned some music on and it came blaring through the house. I recognized the beat right away and I could feel the alcohol forcing my hips to sway just a bit. I closed my eyes and let my head fall back as the music filled my veins.

“You’re so drunk,” Adam laughed as he took more pictures.

“I just love to dance,” I said as I threw my hands up in the air and began to sway my hips around, being as sexy as I could manage. I began to lower myself toward the ground, moving my hips and popping them as I began to run my hands down my body. I wasn’t intentionally trying to dance like this for Adam, I was just doing it for myself.

“Addie…” Adam breathed out. “Damn.” He laughed a bit and I heard the shutter of his camera go off.

“Enough pictures,” I said as I gently pushed his camera down. “Dance with me.”

I grabbed onto his hand and slowly began to pull him toward me as I continued to gently sway my hips and move my feet.

“I-I’m usually just the by-stander. I don’t usually do the partying,” Adam chuckled.

“Oh shut up you big baby,” I laughed. “I’ll do all the work. I just need someone to dance on.”

“Dance on?” he repeated, confused. I turned around and pushed my bum up against his jeans while bending over and shaking my hips and behind up against him. “Oh,” he said in realization. I could feel him slowly moving from side to side as I continued to dance on him. I turned around and wrapped my arms around his neck as my legs straddled one of his and I popped my hips around him in a circular motion. His hands rested on my hips.

I could feel Alan staring at me from across the room and I knew that he was jealous. I tried to ignore his stares and continued to just dance and have a good time.

The song eventually ended and I decided that I was far too drunk to be out and dancing. I decided to get away from everybody while Austin demanded Adam’s attention. I felt bad for ditching Adam since he had been my buddy all night, but I really just couldn’t stand to feel Alan’s stares anymore. And I really hated being this drunk because all I could think about was how horrible my life was turning out to be ever since I came back from England.

I pulled my dress up and over my head as I stood in my closet, looking for something to wear to bed. The muted music was clouding my thoughts and I was thinking about just sleeping how I was – in my bra, underwear, boots, make up still on, earrings still on – but that would be extremely uncomfortable. Especially with my boots still on.

The music flooded my room as my bedroom door opened for a brief second. I heard the door shut again followed by someone whispering my name.

I looked for something to cover my body with, but decided to just turn off the light to the closet so my room was completely dark and whoever it was couldn’t see me.

“Ads!” It was Adam.

I peeked my head out from my walk in closet. “Adam, what are you doing in here?”

“I told you that if you retreat you to your room I’m going with you,” he said with a laugh. “Wait, are you naked?”

“No,” I said quietly. “Almost though. I was changing into my pajamas but I can’t find my shorts.” I wanted my more comfortable pair of pajama shorts but they weren’t anywhere in sight.

“You mean these ones?” Adam asked after bending over and picking up a pair of black cotton shorts that were on my floor.

“Yeah!” I said happily. “Can you bring them over here?”

“No, you have to come get them.”

I reached into my closet and pulled a t-shirt on over my head before walking out; I decided to just play along with his little game so I could get changed and get into bed. It was dark enough so I knew that Adam wouldn’t be able to see through my lace underwear. I grabbed the cotton shorts, but before I could put them on, Adam placed his hands on my hips and pulled me up against him.

I tried to push him away but he held me there. I let out a laugh as he bent down and kissed my neck. This was all wrong. Why was I laughing? I was only encouraging him by doing that. I suddenly realized that I had been giving him the wrong impression all night – the drunken flirting, the pictures, the dancing. I was being nothing but a big tease.

“Adam…” I breathed out. I couldn’t deny that Adam’s lips against my neck was turning me on. Not to mention the alcohol in my system making everything much more amplified. Just kissing him wouldn’t hurt, right?

I lifted his head away from my neck and crashed my lips against his. I wasn’t necessarily attracted to Adam sexually, but I was extremely attracted to his personality. I thought about his lame jokes and his adorable laugh as our lips moved together. I felt butterflies in the pit of my stomach, but then guilt washed over me.

But I had no reason to feel guilty. This wasn’t Alan – he wasn’t dating my sister. He was fair game, right?

“You don’t have a girlfriend do you?” I asked in between kisses.

“What?” Adam laughed. “Obviously not.”

“Finace? Wife?” I questioned. I needed to find a reason to stop what was happening.

“Addie,” Adam groaned. “No, just shut up,” he breathed before pressing his lips to mine again.

He laid me back on the bed and his right hand began to trail all along my body and under my t-shirt. His hand made its way back down and he slipped them inside of my underwear, gently teasing me, getting me even more aroused. I moaned into his mouth as he hit my most sensitive spot, roughly moving his fingers. It was so different to what I was used to. Alan’s hands were always so gentle and passionate, but Adam’s were rough and quick.

There was a knock on the door and Adam quickly pulled away from me, leaving me whimpering and squirming. What made him think he could start something and just stop?

“Adam? Are you in there?” It was Austin’s voice. “We need you, man!”

“Fuck,” Adam groaned and stood up, grabbing his camera from the dresser. “I’ll talk to you later, Addie. Work is calling.” He gave me a wink before leaving the room, leaving me panting and turned on all alone.

Well, this sucks. I re-adjusted my underwear and just laid on my bed, trying to get my mind to relax and my heart rate down but I just couldn’t. I was far too turned on and I needed to finish this. I didn’t masturbate though – it just wasn’t something that I did. I usually was able to get my release through the hands of someone else. I stood up and slipped on my cotton shorts and decided that maybe if I went to get some water and walk around, I could calm myself down.

I opened my bedroom door and saw Alan standing there, pacing around my door.

“Alan?” I asked, immediately pulling him away from his thoughts.

“Addie…” he said in breathless whisper. He immediately walked up to me and pushed me back into my room, following right behind me. He locked the door behind him and turned to look at me. I was still panting and turned on and I really hoped that he wouldn’t notice. That last thing I needed was to hook up with Alan while at my sister’s pregnancy party.

“What are you doing?”

“I told Jane I went to smoke,” he said. “I just really needed to see you.”

“You’ve been staring at me all night, I think you’ve seen plenty of me,” I said a bit harshly. I wanted him out of my room.

Alan shook his head. “Not like that,” he said.

“Then like what?”

“Like this,” he said as he came over to me. He placed his right hand on my cheek and pressed his lips against mine. I melted under his touch, immediately bringing back my turned on feeling and needs. I could taste strawberry soda and vodka on his lips and it tasted sweet mixed with the flavor of orange juice and tequila that was already on my tongue. I didn’t push him away like I should have; I instead let our lips move together and our tongues hit.

He pushed me down onto the bed and in my head I laughed at how this was the second guy to do this to me tonight. Who was I turning into?

Alan broke the kiss and pulled my lace underwear down, wasting no time at all to get himself positioned between my legs. He pulled his pants down just enough to release himself from the restraint of the fabric. I immediately gripped him and Alan seemed surprised by my actions. The times before that we had sex we had kept it rather classy and very vanilla, but for some reason tonight I wanted it dirty.

I changed our positions so I was now hovering over Alan, his shaft still placed firmly in my hands. I began to move them slowly, gradually picking up the pace. Alan groaned from beneath me. We were lucky the music was still loud because we were both loud when we had sex.

We took turns with the foreplay – everything was slowly beginning to blur together in my mind because of the alcohol. One second I was giving him a handjob and the next time I blink, I’m laying down with my head on the pillows while Alan was trailing kisses down my thighs. I grabbed onto a pillow and pulled it over my face as I screamed loudly at the feeling of Alan’s tongue between my thighs.

Alan didn’t spend a lot of time doing that though, we were both already turned on enough. He pushed himself into me without any warning and I immediately gripped at the bed sheets and began to moan.

He was going fast and I had never felt so much pleasure in my entire life. He turned me over so my face was down in the pillows. He lifted up my hips, my knees supporting my lower half up as he thrust back into me.

We switched positions a couple more times, and each time it seemed that the pleasure was even better than before. I reached my orgasm, which triggered Alan’s. He finished inside of me, and I thanked the Heavens that I was on birth control. But then I got angry. Alan never bothered to ask me if I was on birth control. Not even while we were in England. He never once reached for protection and he never once tried to pull out.

Then that brought me back to reality. No wonder he had gotten my sister pregnant. It was all his fault that this was happening. We could have told Jane about us and be together by now.

“I fucking hate you,” I said softly. I sat up quickly and Alan followed my actions. He didn’t question my words or try to calm me down. He knew that he deserved them. “I hate you so much.”

In an instant I began to break down – the tears were streaming from my eyes as I covered my face with my hands, trying to hide my tears, but my shaking body and audible gasps for air gave me away too quickly. I was so mad. Mad at Alan, mad at Jane, mad at myself…mad at the entire situation. This was all so fucked up, and I couldn’t take it anymore.

“I didn’t leave England for this shit,” I said through my sobs. “I wish I never met you,” I hissed.

“I don’t wish that,” Alan said. “Addie, I was going to tell her today – I was going to leave her. I…I still want to leave her…”

“No,” I said firmly. Even though I loved Alan, he couldn’t screw my sister over like that. “You knocked my sister up and now you have to fucking deal with it.”

“I know,” he said quietly. “I just wish I didn’t have to hurt you in the process.”

I continued to cry – letting everything out. Alan wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close to him. For a minute, things felt like they were going to be okay. In Alan’s arms I felt safe and loved – the guilt was still there, but it was buried by the feelings of Alan’s skin on mine as he gently rocked me back and forth while I cried.

“Alan!” Jane’s voice was calling from the living room. And just like that he was gone.

He got dressed and slipped out of my room after placing a kiss to my temple.

I sat on my bed – in nothing but a t-shirt with sex still tainting my body and my eyes still running like a faucet. I finally mustered up enough energy to get up and lock the door, officially calling it a night for myself. I used the restroom, brushed my teeth, pulled on a fresh pair of underwear and climbed into bed, hoping that the next day would be better.

Notes

Addie's Outfit

I was going to leave you guys waiting for another update, but I just couldn't do it. I think I've mentioned this before, but this story is basically pure drama - as you can see. I adore this story. It may be one of my favorites that I have ever written. I love my ideas for it and I'm so glad you all enjoy it as well.

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And then Alan and Addie?
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