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?”

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 had never moved

her to be here tonight?”

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

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

I shake my head. “Got to go,

hand. He’s sitting with Lizzy and

me and runs towards the driver’s seat. He starts the engine without a

time it’s from Lifehouse.

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

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

interior designs, but these are nothing but boring

with my Bottega Veneta messenger bag. I throw

your mom about coming with me to college?” I ask Trinity whose lying on her abdomen with her elbows propped on the mattress. She’s scribbling something on her sketchpad, biting her lip

“Not yet, but as long as I received my

my chest. A small smile spread across my face as I look at what

many times, Tri. Why aren’t you listening to me?” I am annoyed with

I said I’m coming to college with 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 free food?” she

“I will talk to your mom and

sketchpad, and she accidentally hits me there.

a ball. I feel the most painful pain

other than groan and whine from pain.

sorry. I don’t mean to hit you hard on your balls.” She

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

really don’t mean

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

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 to control it. Jeez,

I apologize, but she doesn’t say anything

I rub your balls instead?” she asks with hesitation,

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.

will find new friends. You will have a girlfriend who will not be bothered by our friendship.” What the hell is she talking about?

She sniffs as she wipes her tears with the

We applied to the same college together. We 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.

Pete’s sake!” I can’t help

her seat and sobs more.

“You didn’t apply, did you? You have no plan on coming abroad with me?” I

doesn’t say a word, neither shake her head or nod.

to sting and blur. I breathe heavily as I feel like I’m losing my temper. “When are you going to tell me

it pisses me off. “You hurt me, Trinity. You hurt me!”

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

me than them. They just want me because I am a Hughes, not because I am

while we still are

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

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

“Bash, I’m sorry, okay? We can still—”

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, out of my house, and

mean what I say. Trinity drags herself out of my bed, takes the sketchpad, leaves me alone in my bed, in my room, and my house.

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

I’m sleeping, Lizzy!”

groan when I see the screen. It’s a text from my sister.

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

me baby! Can’t I have a day off?

way! It’s time to meet the new

BASH: And who is that?