Bashing Trinity

BASH

My head snaps to Lizzy’s boyfriend, Dean. I don’t like him so much, but who am I to judge, and he seems to make my sister happy. But if he ever hurts my sister, I won’t hesitate to break his face.

Dean marches to my direction. As a golden boy, I give him a smile that I mastered since I was a kid.

“Good to see you again, man.” I extend my hand, and he grips it tightly with a manly hug.

“Welcome back, Bash.”

“Thanks, Dean. So, how’s the new lawyer?”

His face lights up. Honestly, he’s perfect for my sister. He gets the look that can be the future senator, a built like a soccer player, and a brain that could pass laws for the country’s future.

“Thanks for asking, Bash. Just got a case yesterday. A company files a lawsuit against your dad’s company. I shouldn’t be discussing this with you, but I know Liz is filling you somehow. It’s not a big deal. Your company will surely win this case. It’s nonsense. They’re wasting their money and time.” He seems so confident about what he does for a living. Being graduated as magna cum laude at Harvard Law School, he has the privilege. “So, are you going to start your masters here?” he asks.

I take a breath. “That’s the plan. Mom won’t let me go back again. Dad wants me to start working with him. So, I guess I don’t have an escape plan this time.”

Lizzy marches in. She grabs Dean’s head and kisses him like I’m not around. I’m not used to seeing my sister locking lip with her boyfriend.

I fake a cough.

“What? Can’t I kiss my boyfriend?” she asks mischievously.

I roll my eyes that makes Dean chuckle and lick his lips. “It’s really not my business, but that’s my sister who just kissed in front of me. Gross.” I wrinkle my nose.

“I think I need to set you up for a date.” Her eyes glint.

I shake my head. “Not happening, Lizzy. I didn’t come back to date.”

She rolls her eyes. “You’re no fun. You can’t just lock up yourself in your penthouse after your classes and your training in the company.”

“Lizzy, I’ll date when I want to, and don’t worry, I just came out from a relationship.”

She snorts. “I told you I don’t like that slag.”

I groan. “Liz, stop it, and we’re over.” I throw her a warning look.

She shrugs. “Fine.”

She doesn’t like Dana at all. I dated Dana for a year, but Lizzy never even talked to her or said hi. I can’t blame my sister though, Dana and I may be dated, but it didn’t get into a point of going into a deeper relationship. The sex is good, but the longer we were together, the sex was just like part of the routines every night. She didn’t even mention coming here with me. So our relationship ended up in London.

***

“Mom, I got to get going. It’s almost six in the morning.” I yawn as I rub mom’s back.

She is sitting on the barstool while I’m still standing in front of her.

“Can I come and see you?” she asks, running her fingers on my black hair that I got from dad.

I laugh. “Of course. I know you’ve got my penthouse keys. You don’t have to ask me, you know.”

She looks at my gray eyes longer, which makes me feel uneasy.

“What?” I stare back at her beautiful green one.

“Are you happy to be back?”

nod, releasing a sigh. I can’t help but run my fingers through my hair. My heart still is broken, and I don’t know how to fix it. The scars are still fresh,

“Bash, did you expect her to

my eyes start to sting. I bite my lip and nod slowly. “I didn’t expect her to be here, but I was hoping that maybe, she would be here.” My voice is low, but Mom can feel my emotion

squeezed them. “You two need to talk. You both need a closure.”

my head. “Got to go,

Dad raises his hand. He’s sitting with Lizzy and

family. Edmund quickly closes the door after me and runs

He plays another song. This time it’s

He only gives me

The penthouse is on the fifty-eighth floor. It has a two-floor with a triple-height living room with the views of the most iconic skyscrapers. Its perks with a humongous copper brown kitchen, a balcony, floor wine

the interior designs, but these are nothing but boring black

Edmund. I can take it from here,” I thank him, grabbing my two traveling bags with my Bottega

elbows propped on the mattress. She’s scribbling something on her sketchpad, biting her lip in concentration while

but as long as I received my

face as I

“We already talked about this many times, Tri. Why aren’t you listening to me?” I am annoyed with her excuses every time I

you. Meaning, whether Mom and Dad agree on my plan or not, I’m still coming with you. Who can say no to a free house and

I grin back. “I will talk to

her sketchpad, and she accidentally hits me

a ball. I feel the most painful pain I’ve ever

can’t form a word other than groan and

don’t mean to hit you hard on your balls.” She rubs my head down to my back.

me, Kiara Trinity?” I yell at the top of my lungs. “That hurts like hell. I don’t wanna be infertile, you ugly, goldfish!” I gritted between groans.

She is still rubbing her hands on me. “I said sorry, Bash. You don’t have to be a bully. I really don’t mean to hit you on your balls.” Trinity tries to hide her laughter, but

know where

see her lips quivering even if she’s biting her bottom lip to control it. Jeez, why does she have to cry every time

apologize, but she doesn’t

I rub your balls instead?” she asks with hesitation, wiping the tears fell from her eyes.

pull her into a hug. I kiss the side of her head and rub her arms while she shakes to cry. “I said, I’m sorry. It hurts, and

Bash. You will find new friends. You will have a girlfriend who will not be bothered by our

Trinity?” I pull away and look at her intently. She sniffs as she wipes her tears with the back of her hand.

of these together, and now I feel like she’ll leave me hanging. Alone. She doesn’t reply, and it makes me furious. She continues crying and looking

I can’t help but raise my voice.

startles in her seat and

apply, did you? You have no plan

say a word, neither

I blink when my eyes start to sting and blur. I breathe heavily as I feel like I’m losing my temper. “When are you going to tell me about this? Before the

She just continues crying, and it pisses me off. “You hurt me, Trinity.

bother you, Bash. I’m only a burden to you and your life. You can’t even

you are more important to me than them. They just want me because I am a Hughes, not because I am Bash like who I am to you.” My voice cracks in the end. Jesus, I never cry in

“You can go and study abroad while we still are best friends.”

again, mocking the word best friend. “Best friend? No best friend ever lies. No best friend betrayed her best friend,

to hug her so badly, but my anger is taking over

I’m sorry, okay? We can

effing way! I don’t wanna be your best friend anymore, Kiara!” I stand up from my bed

drags herself out of my bed, takes the sketchpad, leaves me alone in my bed, in my room, and

hear a soft knock on my door. “I’m sleeping, get away from me!” I yell and walk back to my empty bed after wiping

said I’m

fish out lazily and groan when I see the screen. It’s a text

tom at Hughes building

BASH: Stop calling me baby! Can’t I have a

Grumpy! No way! It’s time to meet

BASH: And who