Chapter 45: The sister
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"I know and that's why I'm here now. I need help."
And then the waterbucks were back, but this time I knew they were genuine. I pulled her into a hug and kissed the top of her head. I maybe fucking furious with her, but she was my baby sitter. I'll do anything to protect her. I just hope she she listens to me this time.
"Do you have your meds."
I felt her tense in my embrace at my question and knew that she didn't.
She suffers from bipolar disorder and without her meds, she tends to go bat shit crazy. And now I know why she had disappeared.
"Why didn't you tell me you were out of them?"
She stepped away from me and looked down at the floor. "I didn't want to keep asking you for money. I had my own job and thought I could buy them myself."
"Damn it, Dakota." I sighed, "your pride tends to get you into trouble. I told you to tell me when you needed help with anything. That includes money. Go take your shower and I'll go get your meds refilled."
Her body tensed again then as her teary eyes looked at me. "I don't want to be alone right now."
"Well, then take your shower and then we will go together."
But she shook her head. I'm too tired to go anywhere. I just want to take a shower and lounge by your pool. C_can one of your friends come sit with me again?"
Now my body was the one to tense. The last time I asked a friend to come sit with my sister, they had her on her back in seconds, fucking her brains out in my guest bedroom. That was the last time I asked any of my "friends" to help me with Dakota. The only good thing about those "friends" was the fact that they kept my secret. Even my own sister doesn't know what I do for a living. Deb knows because I let her know. My business is just that: mine.
"I don't have anyone to come sit with you, Dakota."
She sighed. "No body? What about the woman that you snuck out the back door?"
"You saw that." It wasn't a question and she smiled like the Cheshire cat.
"Yep," she replied, popping the P at the end. "Can she come sit with me?"
That question made me incredibly uncomfortable. Lynn and I had a strict sexual relationship, I couldn't ask her to do this for me. Especially not after the way I treated her today and then kicked her out the patio door as if I were hiding her. She must be thinking the worst about me right now and asking her for a favor would be an asshole move on my part.
"She isn't home," I lied.
"She just left, ofcourse, she's home."
"Dakota," I warned.
Her eyes twinkled. "Ohhh, so it's like that, is it? You like this girl?"
Yeah, I really did like this girl and that's exactly why I want to push her away. My entire life is a fucking shit show. She deserves better than me. She deserves better than what I can give her.
"I promise to behave. I just don't want to be alone." She held up her hand in scouts honor. "I won't tell her a personal thing about you."
I glared at her, not sure if I should trust her or not, but Dakota was my sister and she did always keep her word when it came to me.
"Fine, but you keep your mouth shut, okay?"
She nodded with a serious expression on her face and I knew she was being honest with me.
"Now go take your fucking shower while I walk next door with my tail between my legs."
That got her to giggle, making my heart soften as she ascended the steps and disappeared at the top. Now I have to go next door and hope Lynn doesn't slam the door on my face. Fuck me.
Her place was quiet as I approached the front door and I realized I'd never done this yet. I just hope she doesn't hate me right now. Bringing my hand up, I lightly knocked a few times and then rang the bell.
My heart was nearly pounding out of my chest and the longer I stood there with no answer, the more I wanted to run back to my place. And right before I was about to make that decision, the door opened and Lynn stood there fresh out of a shower. Her hair was still wet, perfectly brushed and glistening and then I could smell her. The scent of cherry blossoms invaded my nose and I had a hard time not pushing her against the wall to get a taste of her. Her black Metallica t shirt hung off of her and I knew she wasn't wearing a bra. It was her surprised expression that threw me off guard, though.
"Drake?" She looked behind me and to the side a bit with fear in her eyes. "W_what are you doing here?"
I scratched the back of my neck, trying to figure out how to fix the mess I've put myself into.
"First off, I want to apologise for how I ended things earlier. You deserve an explanation for me pushing you out my back door." I took a few deep breaths, still trying to figure out how to explain this properly when she said something that made me feel sick.
"Listen, Drake. I have a pretty good idea of why you pushed me out the back door. If I had known you had a girlfriend, this," she paused to point between the two of us, "would never have happened."
I felt like someone sucker punched me in the gut and the way her expression was pure pain, tore at me even more.
"Lynn, i d_"
