8

"What?" There was no hiding my surprise at his words. I thought my ears were sinking me in deception. I hurried to stand in front of him to find answers to my questions.

"What happened?" I pushed further. I was in love with him, but I would never want their relationship to break apart.

"It just happened, and I don't know-" he sounded like he was lost on what to say, or do and so I shook my head at him.

"Save it, you don't have to force yourself to talk now. Let us get in the car, and you can explain it all to me. The rain could catch up with us if we aren't careful." I was surprised and I was almost sure his words were nothing but a random joke to get at me.

He sighed in frustration but opened the door and nodded in my direction so I understood he wanted me to go inside the car with him.

I went to the passenger side and waited for his explanation. "Okay, go ahead, speak." I said impatiently, maintaining my furrowed eyebrows stare at him.

"It happened on the field. She said she caught me cheating? I don't know what kind of friends she's been hooked with lately, but they have been stalking me and giving her terrible advice." He explained. For the situation of things, the distance between us was enough to turn me into a freaking whore but I was too bothered by his emotions that I found it hard to concentrate on my attraction.

"Caramel?" I shook my head in pessimism. "I refuse to believe that." My sister had never been that kind of woman. She loved Justine and I thought she never had a reason to doubt it.

"Did she find proof that you were cheating or did she make her decisions based on words she'd heard from people?" I thought to clarify. It was still a dream that felt impossible to be true.

"Well," he scratched the back of his neck and that earned him an intense glare from me.

"Are you confirming that this is true?" I would be majorly disappointed if I had to find out that Justine had actually been cheating on Caramel. I was a little angered by the fact that she had not bothered to inform either one of her sisters and had been keen on carrying the burden on her shoulders.

"I'm not but-" he hesitated again and looked at me with doubting eyes before proceeding. "She did get proof. There was a video of me and I was kissing a girl. At least, that was what she thought."

An involuntary gasp escaped my lips and I stood still in shock at the new piece of information.

"Don't get me wrong. I swear to God, it was not a mutual kiss. She was kissing me!" He waved his hands around his head, feeling confused by the entire thing.

"What does that even mean?" I was getting confused by now.

"It was at the frat party last Friday. She was trying to force me into having sex with her but you know who I am, I am always about my Caramel. She thought she could turn me on with a kiss and whoever was behind my tail, found it a good thing to capture that moment." He said. "I know it's hard for you to beli-"

He trailed off on behalf of my interruption. "I believe you."

His eyes widened at my confession. I was sincere with my words. I knew it was hard for a girl not to want a man like him. If Caramel was not my sister, I would have had my way multiple times, and there would have been nothing that would stop me.

"You do? But why?" He seemed to find my response unbelievable.

I placed one hand on his lap. "Look Justine," I began. It took so much not to concentrate on touching him in that way. "I've known you for as long as it seems right, and I can almost say that I trust every word you have to say." I assured him. I wished that my hand against him could cause his body to act in reaction.

"Caramel is my sister and I know the right way to get in her head, all you have to do is trust me." I said, pulling away even though it took a lot of muscle awakening.

"I don't think she is ready to listen to me on this one. She ran off, crying bitterly about the situation, it just made me feel like a terrible person." He groaned. "I was disappointed that not even minding how far gone we are in our relationship, she could still doubt me."

The rain paused his sentence as it began to fall around us in slight drizzle.

"Come on, I'll drive you home." He offered, getting into his seat next and expecting me to do the same thing.

"No you really don't have to since Caramel isn't here." I declined. "I will wait for Becca, it's fine, really." I pushed. I did not want to be stuck in a car with him while thoughts of all the things we could do in the back seat ran through my head.

"Don't be silly. You could talk to her about this and maybe my presence would make her a lot calmer." He sighed and inserted the key into its hole.

"I guess you are right." I nodded in understanding and got in my seat belt. He started the car and made sure to keep the windshield active. "It's okay, drive away." I told him and he did as told.

I pulled my phone out to let Becca in on my plan change, sending her a text message.

You are fixing a relationship you never supported.

My subconscious mocked me. I had to take deep breaths in and remind myself what the truth was. I was doing this for my sister, whom I loved dearly.