Chapter 26 Surprise Party
<b>Chapter 26</b><b>: </b><b>Surprise </b><b>Party </b>
<b><i>Evander</i></b><b><i>/</i></b><b><i>Havoc’s </i></b><b><i>P.O.V. </i></b>
<b>Can’t </b>fu.cking believe I agreed to all this sh.it. I only did because I knew C.G. wouldn’t stop. Besides<b>, </b>I <b>doubt </b><b>that </b>Blythe is innocent. She can’t be. Because that would mean I’ve fu.cked up beyond repair.
It’s not going to happen anyway. I knew that Bly was always lying back then. Ev was my twin. I knew her better than anyone. She had never acted out before. Neither had Bly, but I still knew it was her. I saw <b>all </b><b>the </b>pranks Bly would pull on my twin. Why would Ev do all of that to herself? Especially when she could <b>have </b><b>had </b>
such an awesome stepsister? <b>It </b>just didn’t make sense.
Blythe was just jealous that we had started hanging out with Alex and Ev more. Our attention wasn’t solely on her anymore. The guys did it for me back then. To help me get over Bly, because how could I be in love
with my fucking stepsister? How fu.cked is that? Blythe would think I was disgusting if she knew. <fn4fba> N?w ?ovel chapt?rs are published on Find[?]ovel</fn4fba>
At least I think she would… I don’t even know anymore. Everything fell apart for me that one night. Thest
night before her dad picked her up.
Before our parents dropped the bomb that they were hooking up, Bly and I were close. I was closer to her
than I had ever been to anybody in my life. I was a lot like C.G. and Dragon back then. Always finding ways to
sneak up on Bly or get us alone. Always pushing boundaries…
I almost stole her first kiss when we were 12, but I chickened out. I was always all over her though. Cuddling
up next to her, holding her hand, keeping her as close to me as possible. Like a love–sick fool. Like the rest of
my closest friends.
I knew that I was part of the reason that Bly was acting out. I was pulling away, being a real jerk, and she
didn’t understand why. I thought she’d get it. I thought I was obvious in my feelings about her, but I could tell that mè pulling away confused and hurt her.
Did she really expect us to stay close like that after bing step–siblings?
I thought that Blythe would get over it though. Move on with one of the other guys. There were five of us pinning after her, after all. I doubted I mattered that much.
But she didn’t stop. Her pranks got worse. Her attitude got worse. Everything got worse. And thest night at
home before she went to live with Daniel was the worst of <b>it </b>all.
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“Y–you guys threw me a… going a–away party?” Blythe asked as she looked around.
Ang and Tusk beamed at her just like the rest of us
“We wanted to make yourst day special…” Ang said softly, trying to smile through her tears. “Plus, tomorrow is your birthday.”
Blythe’s electric blue eyes glossed over with tears. She smiled though, so it must be a good <b>thing</b>. <b>She’s </b>such
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<b>a </b><b>damn </b>crybaby<b>, </b><b>and </b><b>I’m going </b><b>to </b><b>fu.cking miss </b>her so much.
<b>I </b><b>know </b>I’ve been <b>sh.it </b><b>to </b>her thest <b>two </b>years, but man<b>, </b>I still <b>love </b>her. I still live <b>for </b><b>that </b><b>beautiful </b>smile <b>and </b><b>those </b>fu.cking dimples. Damn<b>, </b><b>I’m </b>going to miss seeing those dimples.
Regret knotted my gut as I thought about all I missed out on with her over thest couple of years<b>. </b>I <b>could </b><b>have </b>been nice to her and <b>just</b>… kept a distance. A small distance. I just… I’m not sure that I could do <b>that</b>. I’ve been in love with the girl all my life for fu.ck’s sake. I had no choice but to push her away.
<b>But </b>now I feel sick over it. Sick over the fact that I might not see her again. Even if she did promise <b>to </be back the day she turns 18. Two years. Two whole years without her.
I need <b>a </b>drink<b>. </b>
The night was going great. At least, I thought it was. I’d been drinking, but I think everyone was having a great time. Well<b>, </b>that was until Bly tried to pull some of her cr.ap again.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this on a night that was meant to celebrate you,” Ang scolded Blythe, who was seconds away from bursting into tears. “The whole night is about you already, Bly, how much more attention
do you need?”
“B–but 1-”
“I–it’s my fault, Angie, Ev said, stepping up with tears in her eyes. “I shouldn’t have tripped and spilled my
drink of Blythe’s new dress you guys got her for tonight.” Correction, I got it for her. Me. I picked it <b>out</b>.
Because I love it when Blythe wears red. The same red that’s in our club’s logo. A red that makes Bly look
entirely too grown up. A red that draws me in like a bull to a target. “It’s a good thing it’s just a silly sundress
though, right? I mean, it’s not that fancy, and it looks a little… too grown–up for you. But I am <i>so </i>sorry. I didn’t
think you’d push me to the ground because of it. It was just an ident.”
Silly sundress? Why did I not like the way my twin said that? She sounded nice, sincere even<b>, </b>but… that dress
isn’t silly. Or too grown. It is a simple sundress, but it does show off a little more cleavage than Bly usually
does. I fucking love it though.
“But I didn’t-”
“Blythe, just got to your room,” Ang cut her off. “You’ve made a scene already, most of your friends are
enjoying their night, and it’s gettingte. Just go to bed and let everyone else enjoy the night at least.”
“But I… Blythe trailed off as tears streamed down her face.
“I’m very disappointed in you, Blythe. I thought we were going to have a goodst night together… but you couldn’t even give me that.” Ang said sadly before turning and leaving the house to go back to the party.
Tusk was right behind her, trying tofort her. Ev pouted at me before turning and going back to the party
as well.
I turned to Blythe, who was just standing there, crying. I took the sk from my pocket and chugged. I was already drunk, but not drunk enough because all I wanted to do wasfort her. I want to pull her into my arms and whisper that everything will be alright. And then kiss her until her lips turn ruby–red. But she was the one who acted out for no reason. She didn’t need to push Ev just because she identally ruined the most gorgeous dress I’ve ever had the pleasure of seeing cling to Bly’s body.
“You did this-*
<Chapter 26 Surprise Party
<b>Before </b><b>I </b><b>could </b>even <b>finish</b><b>, </b><b>Blythe </b><b>turned </b><b>around </b><b>and </b><b>ran </b><b>to </b>her room. <b>I </b><b>frowned </b><b>and </b><b>chugged </b><b>the </b><b>rest </b>of my <b>sk</b>. <b>After </b>a few <b>minutes</b>, <b>I </b>walked <b>back </b><b>to </b><b>Blythe’s </b><b>room </b><b>to </b>check <b>on </b>her. <b>I </b><b>didn’t </b><b>bother </b><b>knocking </b><b>and </b><b>just </b><b>walked </b><b>right </b>in.
<b>I hated </b>how bare it looked. She was only taking her clothes and a few other <b>things</b><b>, </b><b>but </b><b>it </b>felt <b>bare</b><b>. </b><b>Like </b><b>the </b><b>house </b>knew she was leaving too.
<b>Bly </b>was sniffling and crying as she moved around her room<b>, </b>packing somest–minute <b>things</b>.
“You aren’t packed yet?<b>” </b><b>I </b>asked.
<b>“</b>I was going to finish today,” she muttered. “Didn’t expect a party.”
“You sound disappointed, Imented.
“<b>I </b>don’t mean to be,” she mumbled sadly.
<b>I </b>scoffed as I walked into her room, stopping only a few feet from her. She was throwing things into a box that was on her bed. She wouldn’t look at me. My eyes moved down to the dark stain on the front <b>of </b>her new dress.
“You’re so ungrateful,” I spat. “Everyone went through all this trouble to give you a good send off and <b>you-</b><b>” </b>
“A good send off?” She said incredulously, cutting me off. She looked up at me finally, tears still streaming out of those hypnotizing eyes. “I’m being taken away from everything I’ve ever known. I have no idea why. I don’t even <i>know </i>the man taking me. And instead of fighting for custody to keep me, my mom threw a party. A party. To… celebrate me leaving. Because you’re all so happy about it.”
“You think any of us are happy about it?” I snapped, seething. I stepped closer to Blythe, and she took a step back. It pi.ssed me off even more, so I took another step, and another. Until I had her backed up against her desk. “None of us are fu.cking happy that you’re leaving.”
“Th–that’s not what Everly says!” She spat, her voice shaky.
I looked at her like she was stupid.
“Whatever, my sister didn’t say that,” I called out her bullsh.it. “She wouldn’t do some sh.it like that.”
Blythe’s bottom lip trembled as more tears spilled out of her.
“None of you care at all that I’m leaving,” she said, her voice meek and pulling at my heartstrings. “You’ll be
happy when I’m gone. You’ll-”
“Don’t fucking say that,” I cut her off angrily. I looked Blythe up and down and scoffed. “You want me to show
you just how unhappy I am? Just how much I’ll miss you?”
I didn’t give Blythe the chance to respond. I me the alcohol for what I did next. I was too drunk to think
straight and that was why I kissed her. That was why I finally let myself taste her.
Everything that happened next was Blythe’s fault.
Bly kissed me back immediately. Not even a sliver of hesitation. Her hands looped around my neck<b>, </b>holding
me to her mouth. My handsnded on her hips. It was Blythe that opened her mouth and licked my lips. Of
course, I opened for her.
The moment I tasted her for real, something inside me snapped. It was like something else had taken control of my body. I lifted Blythe up and sat her on the desk. She gasped into my mouth and I <b>ate </b><b>that </b>shit up.
<b>My </b><b>hands </b><b>moved </b><b>up </b><b>her </b><b>bare </b>thighs under her dress the mat to put sexy from me v <b>gripped </b><b>her </b><b>panty </b>covered a sscheeks <b>and </b>yanked her body Rush agaiver mire the <b>rubbed </b>against her core.
<b>Oh</b><b>, </b><b>fuck </b>me, <b>I’m </b>about to make a big mistake