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?”

and I don’t know how to fix it. The scars are still fresh, a constant reminder that

you expect her to be

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 those words.

Mom holds my hands and squeezed them. “You two need to talk.

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

his hand. He’s

closes the door after me and runs towards the driver’s seat. He starts the engine without a word when he notices the expression on my face.

another song. This time it’s from Lifehouse.

I glare and give him a what-the-fuck-look? He only

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

Mom sent me pictures if I like the interior designs, but these are nothing but boring black and white for me now.

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

whose lying on her abdomen 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 my arms

received my acceptance letter, they can’t say anything.”

I sit on the bed and cross my arms over my chest. A small smile spread across my face as I look at what Trinity has been scribbling for almost

aren’t you listening to me?” I am annoyed with her

not, I’m still coming with you. Who can say no to a free house and free food?” she responds, grinning at me, showing her

I grin back. “I will talk to your mom and dad,

me with her sketchpad, and she accidentally hits me there.

curl into a ball. I feel the most painful pain I’ve ever felt in my entire life, and

can’t form a word other than groan and whine from pain.

hit you hard on your balls.” She rubs

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

don’t mean to hit you on your balls.” Trinity tries to hide her laughter, but there’s still a

It won’t ease the pain. You know where did you hit me, Nerida! Goldfish! Stick?” I take her hand off

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

but she doesn’t say anything anymore. She’s going to hide from me again.

your balls instead?” she asks with hesitation,

arms while she shakes to cry. “I said, I’m sorry. It hurts, and I know you don’t mean it, Tri.

live without me, Bash. You will find new friends. You will have a girlfriend who

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

planned all 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 down while twisting her fingers.

answer me for Pete’s sake!” I can’t help but

in her seat and sobs more.

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

a word, neither shake her

as I feel like I’m losing my temper. “When are you going to tell me about this? Before the

continues crying, and it pisses me off.

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

I am a Hughes, not because I am Bash like who I am to

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

mocking the word best friend. “Best friend? No best friend ever lies. No best friend betrayed her best friend, and no best friend will leave her best friend alone!”

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

I’m sorry, okay? We

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, out of my house, and I don’t wanna see your ugly face again!” I swallow hard after those

I don’t mean what I say. Trinity drags herself out of my bed, takes

tears and walk to my bathroom. I am washing my face when I hear a soft knock on my door. “I’m sleeping, get away from

said I’m sleeping, Lizzy!”

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

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

me baby! Can’t I have a day off?

Grumpy! No way! It’s time to meet the

BASH: And who is that?