The Johnson Sisters by Tresser Henderson Read Free Book Online Page B

settle for the life she had. Dawn has a shape with just a tad bit more weight than me, but it is in the right places. Her skin tone is like mine, caramel but lighter. She has the best hair out of all of us, taking it from our great-grandmother. It is long and silky.
    I love my sister dearly, but we don’t get along that well. We tolerate each other because we’re siblings. I always wished our relationship would get better, but as long as she was in denial about herself and her relationship, our relationship would remain like it was: tolerable. I knew after this episode with Paige, any type of rapport we had may be severed, just for the simple fact I was friends with the enemy.

Chapter 6
    Dawn
    Â 
    Two things went wrong tonight. One was going to the sex party at all, and two was the fact that I trusted my sister, who knew my situation but still was selfish enough to invite the enemy. How shocked was I to see my nemesis, Paige, already there laughing with the woman next to her? My blood instantly began to boil.
    How could Phoenix do me like this? She should have known only one of us should be there, and that one should’ve been me. When I found my seat with a tipsy Shauna behind me, Vivian spoke, giving me the look like, “Are you okay?” I stretched my eyes, letting her know I wasn’t. My night went from sugar to shit real quick. I’m not sure everyone in the room knew the beef Paige and I had, but I didn’t like being there with the ones who did know. Some women were giving me the eye, looking back and forth between me and Paige. I almost told them, “Either say something or get out my face.”
    Then when Paige and I made eye contact, she gave me this smirk like, “Yeah, I slept with your man. What are you going to do about it?” I wanted to run across that room and snatch that blond hair out of her head. I glanced over at Vivian, who sensed my anger. She held her hand out flat and lowered it to let me know to calm down. That was easier said than done.
    That lady showing us toys reminded me of the sex Paige had with my man. Oh, and the damn banana down the throat thing was icing on top of an already rotten cake. Paige made sure to demonstrate in great detail how to force a banana down her throat. I wished she would have choked on it.
    The entire night my irritation was building, until I lost it on Paige. I would do it again if she thought every time I saw her she could drop little innuendos about my man. I was surprised Phoenix intervened, but the worst part of the whole situation was my sister seemed to be on Paige’s side and not mine.
    Still steaming at the altercation between me and Paige, I roared into the garage of my two-story colonial, hitting the button to let the garage doors down. I sat in my car for a minute trying to gather myself. The harder I tried to calm down, the angrier I got. Picking up my purse from the passenger seat, I got out and stormed into the house, slamming the door closed.
    Corey walked into the kitchen as I was taking off the jacket to my jogging suit. “How was the party?” he asked.
    I thought that was stupid, because Corey should have recognized I was distraught. The slamming of the door should have clued him in along with the frown lines in my forehead. I guessed he was too busy trying to be cute dressed in black slacks and a black striped collared shirt.
    â€œThe party was terrible,” I belted.
    â€œWhy? I thought all sex toy parties were supposed to be exciting,” Corey said.
    â€œIt was humiliating, especially since my sister decided to invite Paige.”
    The smile on Corey’s face dissipated. He asked, “She was there?”
    â€œHell yeah, and it felt like that bitch was taunting me all evening.”
    â€œWhat did she say to you?”
    â€œWhat didn’t she say? All night she kept saying things and doing things that were pissing me off, Corey. I knew she was doing this on purpose. Finally I