SINFUL *STILL editing*

SINFUL - 17

They sat in silence for about 20 minutes. Cynthia was so relieved that her sister was aware that she knew the truth. But what she really wanted was to fully understand why Andrea was doing this.
Couldn't she see she was destroying her own happiness?

"Why are you doing this?"

Andrea slowly raised her head high enough to glare at her sister.
"The way you interact with Raheem, clearly you have strong feelings for him." Cynthia continued ranting. "Raheem treats you like a queen..." Cynthia was evidently lost for words as she pondered on the situation at hand.

"I know... it's just..."
Cynthia came to a conclusion as she noted her sister's pained expression.

"You think you love Prince too, don't you?" She watched Andrea freeze before masking her vulnerability and sneering instead.

"What the f*ck do you know about anything?"

"I don't need to have had sex or been in a relationship to know about human nature. Andrea... you love his dick, that's it."

Andrea's head suddenly snapped towards Cynthia. "Does he know?" Her eyes were searching Cynthia's in desperation.

"Huh?" Cynthia replied as Andrea grabbed her by her shoulders.

"DOES HE F*CKING KNOW WHAT I'VE BEEN DOING WITH PRINCE!?" She screamed, seeming crazed. "He can't know. I can't lose him..." She murmured to herself, standing up and pacing around the room. Foolishly, Cynthia suddenly couldn't help but feel sorry for her.

Cynthia suddenly stopped to think that if everything ended now and Andrea cut all ties with Prince now she could save her relationship with Raheem. Deep down Cynthia knew Andrea cared for Raheem a lot. And even though it may not have been her place, Cynthia cared for him too.
They both jumped slightly when Andrea's phone started ringing. Cynthia knew it was Raheem when Andrea picked it up then dropped it as though it had burnt her.

Cynthia almost forgot herself and suddenly softened towards her sister.

Silence crept amongst them once more.
"You can't keep holding on to all of this. It's going to destroy you...I know it seems like the worst idea but tell him the truth."

"Are you insane?!" Andrea regarded her sister with her lip curled upwards.

"If not for him, for yourself...or it's just going to keep eating away at you."

"Cynthia..." Andrea grunted,  "Please just leave me alone. One minute you're telling me you're disgusted now you're telling me what to do? Just f*ck off."

Cynthia stood up and wiped her tears, finally feeling the pain of the swelling on her eye. She needed to get out of the house, she couldn't be here anymore. She needed to think. She went back to her room, changing out of what she had worn to college and threw on a tracksuit.

Andrea came into her room, sitting down with her head in her hands. Cynthia sat beside her and allowed Andrea's head to fall onto her chest. She embraced her sister sighing, as always her problems fell onto her also. She wanted to apologise for all the nasty things she had said to her sister, she wanted to tell her that she forgave her, to tell her that she'd always keep her secrets...

The silence allowed Cynthia to gather her thoughts but Andrea spoke before she could.

"Just promise me you won't talk to him Cynthia, I just need to sort things out."

Cynthia understood that they were sisters, they didn't need to apologise to each other, they fought all the time. Making up wasn't the issue. However she couldn't help but shake her head. She was so hurt. Andrea was obviously more concerned about Raheem than repairing their relationship but part of Cynthia understood. If she had someone like Raheem maybe she'd put him before Andrea. Then again she wouldn't know because she didn't have a boyfriend. She leaned forward, putting on her Huaraches.