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“Done what?” I ask, blinking at her. Playing dumb on purpose.
“Seriously, Willow?” Iris nudges my foot with hers again and I shift away from her, not wanting to get bruised. “She means they’ve had sex.”
“Oh my God, I know, Iris. I was just teasing.” My gaze finds Alana and her expression is nothing short of concerned. “I’m happy for you.”
“Happy that they’re having sex?” Iris asks, sounding incredulous.
I send her a measured look before I turn my attention to Alana. “That the two of you are together and in love. You deserve it.”
“Are you sure?” Alana winces, and I realize in this moment that she’s known exactly what she’s done from the start. It didn’t matter that I liked Silas first. I wasn’t around last year so she was going to go for it. “I know you crushed on him big time. Like since we started high school.”
I laugh but it sounds false so I stop. “It wasn’t for that long.”
“Only sophomore year,” Iris adds.
Now it’s my turn to kick her, making her grunt in pain.
Good.
“The whole year though,” Alana says, and she’s right because we were hanging out together all the time. She would know and remember all of that, I’m sure. “And he never did a thing about it.”
I’m frowning, a hint of anger rising inside of me but I tamp it down. “What exactly are you implying?”
“Yeah, what are you trying to say, Alana? Because if you ask me, it sounds like you’re being kind of shitty right now.” Iris sends her a hard glare and in this very moment, I love my cousin more than anyone else I know.
No one else has my back like Iris does.
“Oh, I don’t mean to be shitty at all!” Alana rests her hand on her chest, her eyes wide. Like she’s innocent, but I don’t know.
Iris is right. She’s being a little gross.
“It’s just that if Silas actually liked you, Willow, he would’ve done something about it, right? Because that’s what he did with me.” That overly bright smile is on Alana’s face again and I sort of want to smack it off.
And I’m not one to resort to violence. I leave that to other members of my family. Like Iris. Both of her brothers. My little brother, who can have a nasty temper sometimes.
“Are you trying to tell us that you’re oh-so-special and we’re not? Because seriously, what’s so special about Silas?” I ask, my tone vaguely snotty.
I clamp my lips together, dropping my gaze to the tabletop for a brief moment. I shocked myself by saying all that. And I can feel Iris’s amusement. I’m surprised she’s not blatantly laughing.
Alana’s eyes narrow and I know I pushed her too far, but I couldn’t help myself. “Why don’t you tell me since you wanted him so badly for the last two years of your life.”
My jaw drops. Did she really just say that?
“Okay, this is getting hostile, Alana, and I thought you were our friend.” Iris stresses that last word extra hard. “Maybe you should take your petty ass away from this table and leave.”
Alana jumps to her feet, her hard gaze sweeping over the both of us. “I knew I was better off staying away from you two. You’re nothing but a guard dog, Iris. Always watching out for your weak cousin and, Willow, why don’t you grow a pair for once in your life and actually form a personality? You’re boring.”
With that, she grabs her lunch tray and marches off. Heading straight for Silas, no doubt.
“Did you hear her just now? What the hell? A guard dog? I mean, I don’t even think that’s an actual insult but whatever.” Iris resumes eating her salad, the fork action still vaguely stabby and violent. “What a bitch.”
Alana’s words run through my head on a continuous loop. According to her …
I’m weak.
I have no personality.
I’m boring.
