Chapter 6 "You'll always have me."

Scarlet's pov

"How dare you didn't answer my phone?" Denise shouted as soon as I opened the door.

"Good morning to you too," I cheerfully replied while rolling my eyes at her.

"Hey! You don't get to roll your eyes at me," She snapped glaring at me with her icy blue eyes. She looked like an angry barbie doll with her perfectly styled blonde hair flowing down her back.

Her turquoise dressy shirt was tucked in the front in her white shorts while it hung loosely behind. She completed her look with a pair of thick sole, white sneakers that made my clean apartment floor look shabby in comparison. Even early in the morning she looked like a model who was going to shoot for a magazine while I looked like I had just come out of my rat hole.

Turning around I made my way into the kitchen to make three cups of coffee, already knowing that she is going to rant for some time.

"Do you know I was awake last night for a long time waiting for your call and you didn't even text me back? I sent you like a hundred texts," Complaining she sat on the barstool near the counter causing her bracelet to make crinkling sound against the countertop.

"Can you guys shut up? It's eight in the morning; a girl can't even get proper sleep in this house," Blu grumbled sitting beside Denise and laid her head down causing her hair to curtain her face. I knew she was still a little hung-over from yesterday after she returned home late, at nearly three am, drunk off her ass. Her stumbling everywhere and dropping things for around an hour had made it difficult for me to sleep and at last I had to get up and have her tucked in her bed to get the remaining of my sleep.

God knows how much I needed it after having able to sleep at around two because of that dumbass Andrew and his words.

Blu was usually all poised and full of grace you wouldn't catch her having an ugly moment, except times like this but even then, she looked cute somehow.

"What's up with her?" Denise, having rarely seen her like this, asked somewhat concerned.

"It's nothing. She is just hung-over," I said passing her a cup of coffee and keeping one in front of Blu. Slowly rising her head on smelling the rich aroma of the power drink, she took her mug in her hand which had a childhood photo of both of us printed on it while I poured some for myself in a similar mug.

"Thanks Scar, I needed this right now," She muttered while taking a sip, uncaring of the heat which would definitely burn her tongue. She strategically alternated between drinking her coffee and leaning her head down to minimize her throbbing headache. It seemed to be working as she cracked me a smile seeming much less grumpy than before.

"Well now that she is fine let's get back to the topic. How could you leave me hanging?"

I sighed at her over dramatic tone. Denise had no chill in cases like these, she just cannot bare being ignored and always made a fuss about it since forever. Her reason, as she claims it to be that this is how people drift apart and she can never let that happen to us.

Talk about being melodramatic. I know she cares but sometimes all a person needs is some space.

I knew I should have at least dropped a text; now look I have created a monster!

"Come on Denny! You know I didn't mean to leave you hanging-" I started but immediately came to a halt when I saw the 'stop-spewing-bullshit' look that she was glaring at me.

Grunting, I decided to be honest with her since she knew me well over the years to know when I was telling the truth, "Fine, I was really tired and in a bad mood so I didn't want to talk to you or anyone. That's the only reason why I didn't fill you in yesterday."

Playing with the end of her locks she whined, "But I was looking forward to it all throughout the evening."

"No offense Denise but you are acting like a clingy girlfriend, just leave Scarlet alone. I feel bad for whoever your boyfriend is," Blu grumbled from beside me causing me to bark out a laughter at their usual banter. It was nothing serious and all in good spirit, that was carried out through a string of snide comments.

Denise blushed, a slight pink at this and reverted back with an overly used 'shut up'. A pompous smile appeared on Blu's face on not receiving any intelligent comebacks from her. They acted so childish sometimes that it was actually refreshing to watch.

"What are you guys talking about anyway?" Blu asked her brown eyes now sparking with curiosity.

Realizing my slip up I groaned and sent a glare at Denise for causing me more trouble than what she had already brought.

I hadn't told Blu about my date with Andrew because I knew she had to go out with her friends yesterday and she would have immediately cancelled all her plans to meet him. She would have even stayed up all night waiting for me until I came home and I couldn't have stopped her even if I wanted to since that's what we did for each other on our first dates to make sure that the other is completely safe.

We had religiously followed that tradition until yesterday.

Now I will have to deal with an angry friend and an angry sister.

Understanding crossed on Denise's features and with an evil smirk she cackled, "Yes Scar, tell her what we were talking about."

If only I had psychic powers, I would zip her mouth close forever; she usually used it at the wrong places at the wrong time.

Slowly making my way out of the open kitchen I stood at a distance from them so that it was easier for me to escape when needed.

"Ah, you see Blu, I might have not told you about something important," I said still inching away from them slowly, so as not to alert them of my intentions of running away.

"Well, I suppose it can't be that bad," she appeased trying to get me to open up as she placed her empty mug of coffee on the counter giving me her full attention.

Her eyes were trained on me demanding the truth, I knew she didn't like that I could possibly be hiding something from her. I know I would hate it if she hid something from me too but it was so goddamn difficult to admit about that embarrassing date from yesterday, especially after screwing up like that!

"Oh, it's bad," Denise snorted from beside her grabbing Blu's attention which gave me a chance to make my escape and I took off without another word in hopes of escaping an early morning war.

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Running out of the kitchen I make my way down the corridor to my room and lock the door close as soon as I get in and a second later a loud bang comes from behind it, following Denise's groan.

I guess I just slammed the door in her face.

"Are you okay?" I hear Blu's frantic voice shouting as she makes her way to my room.

"Scar you are so going to pay for this!" Denise yelled most probably rubbing her poor nose.

"Well, you deserved it," I yelled back, making sure that the door was securely locked. It's not like I don't feel bad for her but the way she had been acting I believe its karma getting back at her.

I really didn't mean to hurt her.

I press my ear to the door when I heard hushed voices from the other side. I can't make out what they are saying but I guess Blu just asked Denise to leave.

At least one problem is down for now.

Believe me having the two people who you care about a lot, being angry at you at the same time is not something that can be handled easily. And even though Denny's reason is a lot sillier than Blu's to be angry at, we all have established it by now that Denise has always been an over dramatic person like that.

When I don't hear anything for some time, I just sit down leaning my back against the closed door thinking of ways to disclose the truth to Blu.

She is not going to be happy.

"Scar, can you come out please? You should tell me what it is about, I promise I won't get mad at you," Blu coddled me while knocking on the door.

"But I know you will," I whined facing around to look at the closed door.

"Maybe, but if you don't come out, I will be madder at you," She softly said, "You know we don't keep secrets from each other."

I can just imagine her trailing her fingers over the painted name on my door which we worked on together and the expression that she must have on her face right now. I could feel her desperation at wanting me to confide in her so that she could comfort me and I melted.

Sighing I open my door for her and she walks in and takes a seat on my bed looking at me expectantly.

"Please don't get mad at me B but I didn't mean to hurt you by keeping this away from you," I said taking a seat in front of her on my bed.

"Quit stalling Scar and just tell me," She grumbled, curiosity getting the best of her. She always became impatient when I deliberately tried to beat around the bush in hopes of omitting a certain situation. I didn't usually like heart-to-heart conversations but I don't know how it's only with her that I don't feel so uncomfortable. I guess it's true when they say that twins share a single soul.

"I went on a date with Andrew yesterday," I blurted out deciding it's better to just rip the bandage off all at once.

She stared at me for a few seconds as if unable to comprehend my words and then in a clipped tone she asked, "Who is he?"

This made me realize that I had never told Blu anything about Andrew and she was completely clueless to the whole situation at hand. I didn't know which was a bigger problem now, not telling your twin about something or breaking your custom.

"I met him at the diner when I went with Denise the other day, in other words he is my first prey," I revealed, somehow admitting that to Blu made me feel very uneasy and I didn't like that feeling.

"So, you really are going through with this dumb plan of yours," she groused repulsively, her nose scrunched up in a way which showed that she was annoyed or disgusted with something.

"Stop judging me! You are not a complete saint."

I didn't like the way she is criticizing me, and I couldn't stop the words from tumbling out of my mouth. I was angry now.

Her eyes widened, and she unconsciously shifted a little back, against the head board and after a second pause looked away and in a meek guilty voice she said, "I am sorry. It's just that stuff like this when it happens in movies it usually ends well but in real life it is a lot more difficult and I don't want you to get hurt in the process."

What she said made sense. She always makes sense but that doesn't mean I am going to follow her every advice.

"I guess you are right but you know me Blu, once I wish to do something I have to do it or else I won't be at peace and don't worry its them who are going to get hurt not me," I assured her that's the only thing I could do anyway. We are both hard headed and have our own opinions, changing them has always been difficult.

If it weren't for them damn boys, I wouldn't even have to be in this situation right now having a feud with my twin.

"Fine, I don't mind that you didn't tell me about Andrew because he is not counted as a real date, so the tradition is still not broken but you have to keep me updated on him. I need to know that you are safe," she begrudgingly demanded.

But I felt better when I realized that she wasn't as angry as I had expected her to be and I nodded my head at her at once, "Promise."

She opened her arms for me to crawl in and smiled invitingly and I waddled on my knees to hug her back.

She hugged me tightly as she knew that some part of me was hurting somewhere and nothing could cure it except time. The feeling of home and safety she brought me made me want to cry but I sucked in a sharp breath and calmed myself resting my head on her shoulder.

"You'll always have me," she whispered.

"I know."