Faithfully by Izzy Cullen Read Free Book Online Page B

second grade spelling words, so you better be able to spell them. I only have to put them into sentences.”
                  “Well then, I should be able to handle it. Let your mom get her errands done so she can get us food, because I’m starving.” Alex leaned over to give me a kiss, but I put my hand on his chest to stop him. I was at work, and there were students and parents around, so I thought it would just look tacky. Alex quickly pulled back. “Just so you know, you owe me an extra one later.” He winked. “Come on, ladies, we have work to do. Good thing I have milk and brownies waiting for you at home.”
                  They turned to walk out the door, and I heard Josie ask Alex, “Your home or our home, or is our home your home now?” I started to laugh as I walked into the office to line up a substitute for Friday.
     
     
     
     

~5~
                  When I left the office, it was official that I would be on a plane to LA Thursday after school, and I still had to tell Alex what happened in Portland. I had to do it that night after we put the girls to bed. I knew he would be mad, and I wasn’t sure if he would want to talk to me after or even make the trip to LA to see Johnny. I was becoming mad at Steve for asking me to keep it a secret, but it ultimately came down to me and my choice to lie.
                  I went back to my room and started to pull a few papers and get some things started for the next day and for Friday. I was glad it was a Friday that I was off. It was an easier day with gym and computers, so there was less planning I had to do for a substitute. I was done finally a little after four, so I grabbed my things and headed for the car. When I climbed in I called Sam.
                  “Hello, sis.” Sam was always so cheery. Some days it was just plain annoying, like now.
                  “Sis? Well, it’s a step up from bitch.” Sam was good at greeting me with that term too, though never in a mean way, but instead playful.
                  “I wanted to answer with a big fat I told you so, but thought I would save it for later in the conversation.”
                  “Wow, later as in the second sentence. I appreciate that.” 
    Sam was the only one who did not agree with me not telling Alex the truth , and I was now positive I would be hearing crap from her for a while over this mess. The fact that she was straightforward and told you how it was no matter what the circumstance was not going to help. I was preparing myself for this mental beat down.
                  “Where would you like me to start? How about back in August when I told you this whole lie you fabricated with the help of Steve was a bad idea?”
                  I quickly interrupted. “Well, technically, I came up with the story. Steve just strongly suggested I lie to keep Alex from killing Johnny.” 
                  “That was your first mistake. You should never listen to boys. Your second mistake was not listening to me. So tell me, Abrianna, how do you plan to fix this mess?”
                  “Honestly, I don’t think I can. I’m just going to have to tell your brother I’m a big fat liar. I’m a fucking hypocrite. I bitch to him about how I hate being lied to and here I am sitting on a huge lie. He’s going to stop talking to me. He will probably sell the house and move back to LA.” I was starting to ramble.
                  “Okay, drama queen, slow down a minute. He won’t sell the house, he loves that place. Do you know how much money he put into renovations to winterize it and turn the guest house into a recording studio? He won’t sell the house.” Her response was not making me feel better. “He is a very forgiving person. Seriously, I have wrecked at least three…wait, no, four of his cars, and each time he told me I will never