Brit always hated Alice.
So everytime we're together they would always clash.
Elle was neutral
Bran was okay with it.
Not until Alice started clinging unto him like Bran's her lifeline.
Because it's true.
Bran was Alice's lifeline, without him knowing anything.
" He likes you. "
The afternoon atmosphere exudes bitchy hues of orange streaks.
"Who is? " We held hands.
"Bran. "
"No. That's incest. "
"Are you sure? " She smiled at me like a crying kid given lollipop.
"Why ?"
But I knew too well.
Alice and I were walking at the shore. She had invited me one weekend at her parent's beach house.
Brit, Elle, Bran were spending the weekend in "beats and booze" . Or that's what Elle loves to call.
It was Brit's Birthday. I was ready to go with them but Alice showed at my door crying.
She said she wants to spend alone time with me at the beach.
Brit never spoke to me for 3 weeks.
