chapter 2

"Bisexual?" That was an indirect admittance of her intentional kiss we had witnessed. "But Cara, since when?" This was extravagant shocking news for me to bear.

"I found out a year ago." She sighed, buryng her face in her palms to hold back a flood of tears that threatened to fall if she was not careful.

"But that is around the time you started dating Justine." I pointed out, evidently confused by the ongoing scenario.

"I love him." She looked up at me sharply, "or loved him." She added the latter with a sigh. It was easy to tell how confused she was. This was getting interesting.

I moved to sit on the sofa. "What do you mean loved?" I furrowed my eyebrows at my sister, folding one leg over the other.

"Well, lately, my feelings for him have been deviating. I have this special liking for a friend of mine, Kourtney. I was in her room today, she was the one you guys had seen me kiss." She explained, walking towards the kitchen. I stood to my feet and followed behind her.

"But this makes no sense, recently, you were kissing another guy that was not Justine." I could not place my head around how Caramel displayed slut virtues. Who knew how many more people shared her lips.

"That was Greg. I wasn't kissing him, he was kissing me." She clarified, stopping when she noticed Ride still sitting on the dining chair. She gasped in shock and turned to me for explanation. "Who is that?" She whispered like Ride would shoot her off for making any sort of noise.

"My soon to be roommate. Her whole stress with coming down here was my sort of approval that we were made for each other.

"Roommate?" Caramel frowned, confused by my bit of information. I realized that she had not been in on any of the ideas I had come up with.

"I'm moving out but that is a long story, we will discuss it later. Right now, let us focus on you." I pulled out the dining seat close to me. She waved at Ride so she knew her presence was acknowledged then walked to the refrigerator.

"But why then did you seem so mad the other day when you thought he was cheating on you?" I ignored that Ride was a stranger and this was a family matter.

"I did not want our relationship to end. I have this urge to be committed to him because I feel like I'm supposed to be." She admitted, getting a carton of milk out of the refrigerator, closing it back afterwards.

She picked up a plastic cup from its rack and filled it with cold milk.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "this is too much news for me to take in." I voiced my thoughts from earlier. This was synonymous to a golden ticket. It was a practical go ahead to live up to the fantasies that played on in my head.

"What do you plan on doing about him?" I was ready to add fuel to fire now that I was certain she did not fully want to commit to him any longer.

"Nothing really. Justine is too attached, I need to distract him with something else. He would be too heartbroken to carry on." She sighed, pulling out a seat close to me.

I wanted to tell her there and then that I was willing to offer myself as the perfect distraction that she would need.

"So you want to carry on with the relationship and be with someone else at the same time?" I raised one doubting eyebrow. When she didn't give a response, I added, "but Cara, that is selfish on your part."

"I don't know what else to do." She shrugged, feeling better at my acceptance of the situation.

"Don't be a player. Both legs have to be in, not one in, the other out." I shook my head in disapproval. I wanted her to be with her new love interest irrespective of her significant other's gender.

"I'm not trying to be." She groaned, standing to her feet. "I don't even know what the next step to take from here is."

I stood to my feet and followed behind her. I placed one hand on her shoulder, "first, tell this to mom, dad and Becca."

"What? Are you insane? They would literally kill me if they found out." She gently slapped my hand off.

"Mom already saw you, you can't lie to her." I folded my arms.

"I can tell her a different story-" she started, ending as I cut her short.

"Save it. They already know." I blew the whistle.

"What?!" She exclaimed, sounding alarmed.

"I told them before the phone call. I just didn't want you to know so you wouldn't freak out. Don't do so now. Just converse with them like a normal adult and see how they take things." I said.

"But-"

"Mom, dad!" I yelled. I wanted to dismiss the conversation and excuse myself from the scene so I could set my new place up in preparation.

Now that I had more reasons to stay in the dormitory, I looked forward to every bit of it.

The remaining three that completed m y family came down the stairs. My mother appeared to look a lot better and I guessed she had decided to embrace her heart for whatever would come.

Caramel shook where she stood while I turned to the kitchen. I got Ride to be within the living room and waited for a conversation to begin.

"So," I started, "tell them all you told me." I directed to Caramel and to my parents, I warned, "no matter what happens, don't panic. Let everything happen according to its will, okay?" I warned.

"But I-" Caramel was still taken aback by my decision to include the rest of the family.

"Talk to us Caramel, what is going on?" My mother enquired, keeping her voice steady and low, pleasing to hear.

*

"Thank you so much for coming by." I was walking with Ride to the nearest bus stop. I had left the family to deal with things on their own, taking the excuse of not wanting to leave my visitor waiting.

I had made it known to them that I was moving in the soonest I could, beginning with my basics. Becca had volunteered to help with driving other essentials to the place tomorrow.

"It was a pleasure." She waved one hand at my face. "Say, now that it is confirmed you would certainly move in, don't you think it would be best if we got to know each other better?" She asked.

"I was thinking the same thing." I smiled, "say, why don't we stop at some small shop and drink coffee on this?" I referred to the coffee shop that was close by.

"Isn't coffee supposed to be a morning drink?" She chuckled.

"No, not really." I smirked.

"Sure, let's head along." She nodded and followed me while I made my way to the shop.

*

We had chosen seats close to a window, my suggestion. It was a ceiling to floor window, exactly how I loved for it to be.

"So you go first." She beckoned. Our ordered coffee sat untouched on the table that demarcated us.

"Well, in a nutshell, you have met the life I own. That's my family. I'm a lady with two identical sisters and I have got a wide lust fantasy." I felt the safety that would come with telling her all about my one sided relationship with Justine.

"I have three best friends, sort of. All of which you already met. My sisters and the British lady that followed me to your room yesterday." I progressed with my story.

"I'm in a sexual satisfaction based relationship with a man that distracts me from the fact that I'm in love with my sister's boyfriend." I sighed, earning a nod yet nothing more.

"I'm an English literature student in my final year and I'm looking forward to graduating and breaking this shell my parents have me wrapped in." I concluded, taking a sip of my coffee to swallow the words I'd rendered.

"Fascinating." She nodded. "Well, I'm pretty simple too. I'm a second year English major student. Most people call me a tomboy, it isn't an intentional act, just my style of dressing." She began.

"I used to have a room mate but clearly it's relationships over friendships these days." She chuckled. "I'm single as fuck and can be a serious student when I choose to be. You don't seem like the type of person, but don't judge me by these tattoos and piercings." She lifted her arms to show what she told, "I'm softer than a poodle." She promised.

"I find them pretty attractive." I admitted. "I look forward to being your room mate."

"So do I." She grinned and took a little sup from her coffee as well. "Say, do you like parties?"

"I do. I rarely get invited to any since I'm low on friendship count but I do love the vibe." I said, wondering why she would ask to know, out of the blue.

"You're in luck then. I'm surrounded by crazy friends that would do anything to party their lives away but don't freak out." She laughed at the expression on my face.

"I'm actually saying this because we have this Sunday night party tomorrow, and it is going to be damn lit. Take it as your welcome party to the dorm."

I was willing to take on that offer but I knew it would have to be a secret from the rest of my family.

"Sure thing!" I accepted. "It would count as our first activity as room mates." I was grateful for it.

"It is supposed to be a party that ends by five in the morning but we have classes to attend to and so would leave by eleven, what do you say?" She winked at me.

"I already gave my consent." I said, laughing it off.

We continued making personal introductions, learning about our past lives and I got engaged to the point where I felt like I actually knew her before yesterday.

The discussion came to an end when it was finally time for us to say our goodbyes.

*

"You will not believe what the hell happened today." I said to Hazel as I trekked home, leaving Ride to a bus.

"What?" The food monger called back at me with a mouth full of food as I spoke on.

"Well, first off, it has been decided, I'm moving into my new room tomorrow." I started off with my good news.

"What, seriously?" She gasped, "and your parents gave their consent?" She couldn't conceal her astonishment.

"They were too occupied with other news to even care about that." I said.

"What other news?" She wondered.

"Well, while mother and I decided it was time to check out my new room. And, fuck my life, we saw Caramel in the room across from us sucking a girl's lips down her throat." I said.

"What?!" She found my statement unbelievable.

"She told us today that she is bisexual." I smiled.

"What the heck? What about her boo?" Hazel wanted to know.

"It is officially a one sided thing baby!" I chuckled.

"Damn, that is great news for you though." She laughed along with me.

"I know, I'm so excited for this move. He is literally only a stone throw away from me, can you believe it?" It was like my dreams were finally coming true.

"I'm so glad to know this." She surprised me by saying so. She made absolutely no reference to the fact that I had said Caramel was bisexual.

"Anyway, I'm off now. I'll talk to you later. You can go ahead and finish your food now." I teased.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." She retorted. I hung up and focused on the road to my house.

*

Becca had parked the car in front of the dormitory. Both my sisters were present to help me with packing the basic things I had brought with me, including my clothes, make up, school books, shoes, bathroom supplies and other necessities that I could cope with for at least one week.

The discussion had ended for Caramel the night before. Our parents had decided not to be too harsh on her and acceptance was a title.

"Thank you so much for showing up." I smiled when I noticed Ride walking towards us. I had called her to let her know I had arrived and she had offered to join my sisters and I to pack my luggage into the house. The vehicle delivering my bed was yet to arrive but it was the least of my problems.

Each one of us began to take an item, as much as we could carry at once and headed upstairs. It was stressful and seemed like a task impossible to end but we were done eventually.

"Thank you girls so much." I referred to my sisters. I sat on the Bed with Becca and Ride while Caramel took the chair on the reading table.

"Especially you too Ride. I'm sorry for the inconvenience." I said to her. Becca stared at her phone screen and shook her head.

"Uh-oh." She blurted.

"What?" I frowned, knowing it would deal with a matter pertaining to me.

"Seems to be that your bed won't make it today." She had been responsible for contacting a vehicle that would transport my bed and now I was disappointed.

"Why? What happened?" I requested to know.

"There seems to be a little problem with their vehicle." She rolled her eyes. "I texted him so it should be here by tomorrow." She said.

"Fine." I shrugged, deciding it was not so bad after all.

"Becca and I have to leave before we run out of time." Caramel stood to her feet. I had loved their help and presence but I was eager for them to leave so I could have the away from home feeling.

I stood as well to give them both deserved hugs. "Have a nice day girls." I said to them.

Once they left, I plopped down on Ride's bed, forgetting that it wasn't mine for a while. "Ready to start life." I chuckled.

"Welcome home." She patted my shoulder. "Ready for tonight?" She asked, standing to the reading table.

"I think I am." I had shoved it away from my mind and was planning on resting fully after tonight.

"You should get some shut eye. It could get a long party and you don't want to be tired at the party." She warned. She took her seat there and stared interestingly at me.

"There is one more thing I need to do though." I pointed out, sitting fully in bed.

"What is that?" She raised one eyebrow at me, turning the cap of a bottled water and spilling its content into her mouth.

"Remember how I'd told you about my sister's boyfriend?" I began, wondering how she had not been inquisitive enough to bring it up.

"Yes, what about him?" She smirked, as if she could tell what direction I had things headed to.

"Well, did I mention he stays in a dorm room?" I said.

"Don't tell me you plan on going there. You said he was your sister's boyfriend, don't you think it is kind of like too soon?" She reminded me of Hazel, delivering her note like that. "You should also ensure to consider your sister's feelings." She warned with a friendly smile.

"I have for so long." I rolled my eyes, "but she does not even appreciate this guy in question. You heard her confession at my house, what am I supposed to do? Let her have her cake and eat it as well?" I scoffed.

"Oh, that sister." She seemed delighted to know. "I thought it was- oh, well that is nice I guess." She chuckled. "And what do you plan on doing?"

"I just want to drop by his place to say a friendly hi and hello." I smirked, getting to my feet and going towards the door. "I'm not planning on taking him anything pertaining to my sister and her coming out to us yesterday . That would be for her to deal with. I just want to let him know and a friend that I stay close to now and that he can drop by to say hello." I informed her.

"He is very welcome." She laughed at my sneaky spirit.

I trailed off and hurried to his room which was barely five minutes from ours...

*

I cleared my throat while I stood outside the bedroom door. I took a deep breathe in and gave a sharp knock on the door.

It took him a minute that led me to thinking he maybe was not home. The door was eventually answered and there he stood, shirtless and sweaty.

He looked like he had been interrupted while he had sex. "Ally?" He called, surprised.

"What happened this time?" He referred.

"It's nothing. I just came to get my bag from the last time I was here." I lied.

"Oh that is great, come on in." He moved aside and paved the way for me to go in.

I watched him with interest as he hurried to fetch my bag. I felt bad that Caramel thought it made sense to use a man like Justine.

I deserved him and not her. She did not value someone she possessed.

I decided it was best to save him from wasting his time and just go straight to the part that would cause him an heartbreak which would hurt less as I was ready to stay by his side.

"Justine?" I called , while he organised my bag.

He stopped packing and turned to look at me. "Hmm?"

"There is something I would like to say." I began.