My Brother's Best Friend

Chap. 19

"Me," Parker corrected. "He'll kill me. And he's your twin; I'm surprised that you're not the one saying this."

Parker was right. I shouldn't be trying to hide things from Emmett. We just needed to own our mistake to him, make sure he knows it was a mistake, and then all move on.

"I'll talk to him after practice," Parker muttered, straightening up. "That way he won't be as riled up when he gets back to the apartment."

"Shouldn't we tell him together?"

"This isn't a big deal," he said, with an eye roll. "It was just a kiss. I can tell him."

"Okay," I agreed, and then we both stepped out of the janitor's closet together.

And almost smack into Daniel, whose back was turned to the closet.

Daniel turned to face his, his eyes flickering from the closet to us, a range of emotions crossing his face, including shock and anger.

"And then there's him," Parker said. "That's on you." He patted me on the back before leaving.

"What was that?" Daniel asked.

"We were just talking."

"In a closet?"

"Guess you could say Parker finally came out of the closet." I couldn't help but laugh at my own joke. "Sorry, I couldn't resist."

Daniel didn't even crack a smile.

"I don't think you have any right to have trust issues with me," I pointed out. "And we're not even dating."

"So I guess you can just whore around with whoever then?"

"Whoa," I ordered, holding up a finger. "I am not a whore."

"Says the girl who slept with me and then apparently had something with Parker."

"That does not make me a whore," I corrected. "A whore is classified as a prostitute, and last time I checked I haven't reached that point in my life."

He rolled his eyes.

"And for a second point, I've slept with one guy my entire life. You. So if anyone's the whore here it would be you," I informed him, shoving my index finger into his chest. "You're the one who does the sleeping around here, not me."

"That's not fair."

"Excuse me?" I demanded. "It's okay for you to sleep with whoever the hell you want, but when I have sex with a single person, I'm classified as a whore?"

"And then immediately move onto the next guy," Daniel added.

"The double standards you and the rest of society have are absolutely ridiculous," I informed him. "I think it's best if you leave."

"We're at school," he pointed out.

He always had to be a smartass, I swear to God.

"I'm done here Daniel. Goodbye."

"Come on Emily, I didn't mean it like that."

"You can't call me a whore and then say you didn't mean it like that."

"I was just-"

"Leave it," I ordered. "We're done." And then I turned on my heel and walked away.

~*~

"Let's go to a party," I said to Emmett, as he walked into the apartment door.

"A party?" he asked, shutting the door behind him.