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?”

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, a constant reminder that I

her to be here

look away, shrugging my shoulders. I take a deep breath when 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 in

them. “You two need to talk.

I shake my head. “Got to go, mom. Where’s

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

my family. Edmund quickly closes the door after me and runs towards the

He plays another song. This time it’s from Lifehouse.

give him a what-the-fuck-look? He only gives me an innocent

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

if I like the interior designs, but these are nothing but boring black and white

my Bottega Veneta messenger bag. I throw myself to the couch. Exhaustion starts to take over me.

with her elbows propped on the mattress. She’s scribbling something on her sketchpad, biting her lip in concentration while I’m lying down on my bed with

yet, but as long as I received my acceptance letter, they can’t

small smile spread across my face as I look at

you listening to me?” I am annoyed with her excuses every time

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

to your mom and dad, Trinity.”

hits me with her sketchpad, and she

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

than groan and

oh, my god! I’m so sorry. I don’t mean to hit you hard on your balls.” She rubs my head down

breaths before I speak. “Are you trying to kill me, Kiara Trinity?” I yell at the top of my lungs. “That hurts like hell. I don’t wanna

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

rubbing my back! It won’t ease the pain. You know where did you hit me, Nerida! Goldfish! Stick?”

I glance at her. She’s hugging her sketchpad and about to cry. I can see her lips quivering even if she’s biting her bottom lip

said that,” I apologize, but she doesn’t say anything

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

side of her head and rub her arms while she shakes to cry. “I said, I’m sorry. It hurts, and I know you don’t mean it, Tri. You don’t have to rub my balls.” I chuckle at my

can live without me, Bash. You will find new friends. You will have a girlfriend who will not be bothered

and look at her intently. She sniffs as she wipes her tears

feel like she’ll leave me hanging. Alone. She doesn’t reply, and it makes

I can’t

in her seat

You have no plan on coming abroad with me?” I push.

neither shake her

lied to be, Trinity! You tricked me!” 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

and it pisses me off. “You

Bash. I’m only a burden to you and

sarcastically. “Did I ever complain, Trinity? I chose you over girls because 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 front of anyone but my family, but here I am, crying over Trinity.

study abroad while

friend? No best friend ever lies. No best friend betrayed her best

I want to hug her so badly, but my anger is taking over me.

sorry, okay? We can still—”

skype? Facetime? Chat? Twit?” I laugh, “No way! No effing way! I don’t wanna be your best friend anymore, Kiara!” I stand up from my bed with my hands on my hips. “Get out of my room,

say. Trinity drags herself out of my bed, takes the sketchpad, leaves me alone in my bed, in

walk to my bathroom. I am washing my face when I 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 my face. The face of my sister emerges

“I said I’m sleeping, Lizzy!”

My phone buzzes from my pocket. I fish out lazily and groan when I see the screen.

LIZZY: Baby bash, meeting tom at Hughes building 9 am sharp.

Can’t I have a

way! It’s time to meet the new

who is that?