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Becca looked like she was unsure of the scene around her because she rubbed her eyes to confirm that she was still awake. She stared between us both with a frown and instead of questioning the position she had met us like I would have suspected, she walked out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

"I'm dead meat." Justine panicked, getting to his feet in rushed motion. "She- she is going to tell it all to Caramel and that means I'm de..dead." He stuttered, unable to contain himself. I could only imagine what he felt like.

I had tons of questions for him to deal with but I decided that talking to Becca was a lot more important and so I narrowed my eyes at him before taking long strides out the room, and tracing after my sister.

"Becca wait!" I called, managing to catch up with her when she was half way downstairs.

I held her shoulder and got her to turn around from the effect of taking such an action.

"Ally, what?" She frowned and aggressively slammed my hands off.

"You have to listen to me." I gripped her by the wrist and tried to force her up after me. She did not budge and stood still in place.

"Don't make a rash decision and decide to talk to Caramel first, you could cause her to pass out, you have to listen to me!" I was beginning to panic now. I had not expected him to show up in my room, least expect him to have kissed me.

Becca seemed to mentally decide that I was right because she took a deep breathe in, exhaled and began to move up the stairs again.

I followed behind her, knowing she was headed for our bedroom.

Justine stood outside our bedroom door when we got there and the way Becca glared at him was enough to cause him to sweat fervently, regardless of the weather.

"You should go be with Caramel, she is probably wondering what is going on." I ordered him, hoping to dismiss his discomfort and fear. He had obviously not been thinking about the consequences that could follow before he kissed me and certainly regretted it.

He uttered no words, instead, sharply left our presence.

Becca walked into the room and I trailed after her, making sure the door was locked behind us. I turned around on my heels to meet her gaze and she began her sudden attack. "How could you have?! What were you thinking? Are you fucking insane?"

It was rare of Becca to use cuss words so I knew I must have activated her angry nerves to the peak.

"Why are you blaming me for this?" I furrowed my eyebrows at her and placed my hands on my waist. It was true that I was in love with Justine but that was a fact I had never made known to anyone. He had been the one to kiss me so Becca had no right to put the blame on me.

"You walked in on a kiss and you judge that I started it?" I moved closer to her, angered by her accusations. It was a slight way of telling me she had no trust in me and nothing hurt more than knowing that.

"Why would you be so judgemental about it?" I pushed further.

"I can't believe you are trying to defend this right now." She clapped her hands on every said word. "This is insane, what were you thinking?"

"I was not thinking anything. Those two bitches had been in a fight and he had showed up here to 'thank' me for helping them resolve things." I retorted, spitting harsh words at her.

"How so? By kissing you? Do you even realise how dumb this sounds right now?" She attacked, trying to make me feel guilty but failing woefully.

"That was his problem, not mine. I'm sure that whatever it was, it's his fault and I'm sure it was an accident." I searched her eyes for answers. Did she really doubt me?

"I don't believe you." She mumbled, loud enough for me to hear as she folded her arms across her chest.

I let out an involuntary gasp,unable to contain the shock from her words. "Excuse me?"

"I've been watching you Ally. The things you do when he is here, it's hard not to notice these things. The way you pretend to stumble, just so he can catch you. The way you blush under his compliments, I choose to ignore these because I never thought it was real but this?" She waved her fingers in front of me.

I shook my head in disbelief and took steps away from her. I had my flaws but in a time like this, I would very much appreciate my sister's trust and believe in me but she had just proven that I could not look up to her in a time like this.

"So, that's what you really think of me, huh?" I would not be so affected by her words if I had been the one attempting to kiss him but because he had, and she was pointing accusing fingers at me, it pierced deep into my soul.

"You know what Becca? You are right. I wanted that kiss from him, I had it planned, in fact, I was going to choke on his cock before you showed up." I sarcastically laughed, still wounded by the salt she had added.

"And you know what? Go ahead and tell this to Caramel as well." I frowned and turned towards the bedroom door. I angrily pulled the bolt, a part of it bruising my fingers.

An angered version of myself pulled the door open and there she was. Caramel looked like she had just seen an horror movie.

Becca and I gasped, as if planned.

Caramel stepped into the room and squinted her eyes at us both. "Tell me what?" She demanded to know, looking at us and waiting for an answer.