Sweet Secret by Karina Castillo (Bekacastle) (classic reads .TXT) 📖

“Yesterday was just that. It was an interesting night, Denzel, but…”

He clenched his jaw holding back tears.

“I understand.” and he left.

I can't believe I was able to do that!

"It'll be over soon, I'll just let Reed and my sister go on their honeymoon and it'll all be over, I know."

"I hope what you dream is true." No one breaks Denzel Derricks' heart.”

"Except the beautiful Rebecca." Reed appeared behind us.

“When did you arrive?” I sounded furious.

"I'm a ghost, face it, darling." He handed me Denzel's journal. “If I were you, I would review what my little cousin writes about his adventures with Alessia or with the other girls he fucked on those same sheets.”

I snatched the journal from him and clutched it to my chest.

"You better stay away from her, Reed, you don't know what the people who love her are capable of." Joe muttered, challenging him with a look.

"Of course, because you're a lapdog who's still in love with His Majesty." Reed scoffed.

“You will pay for this. You won't get away with it, Reed.”

“Enough of the fights, come in for dinner.” Isa appeared behind him hugging him. This couldn't be worse.

Another family dinner?

(…)

"So how's college going, Joe?" 

My mother took a sip of her wine. 

This was amazing.

The only thing I wish right now is that Denzel Derricks was here with me.

“I have three years left.” Joe replied as he cut his piece of chicken perfectly. 

Oh sweet Joe, you're too perfect to be real.

“Sounds interesting. Do you already have a place to stand?” This time the one who asked the question was my sister.

This looked like a movie dinner where the psycho was sitting listening to our conversation.

“My father has a company, they are working on a new project.”

“What is it about, if it's not too much indiscretion?”

“A more personal game.” was the only thing he said and then continued eating.

“And your little sister, how are you doing in Literature?”

"Rebecca has a great GPA," Joe assured her. “More because Denzel Derricks has helped him study hard.” I almost choked on my food.

“The only thing Denzel does with her is give her a hard time.” Reed said.

My mother opened her eyes and my sister lowered the cutlery. This was a bloody nightmare.

“It's over.” I answered curtly.

“It always ends and they come back.” My sister raised her eyebrows in disgust.

“Well, God makes them and they get together.” Reed scoffed as he raised the glass to his mouth.

"They're both good people," Joe said, surprised. “I assure you that Rebecca is a young woman of good character, she would never do anything to hurt others. Rather, recklessness is not in his blood like it is in the rest of the people. “Joe looked at Reed. "Some hide who they really are, but Rebecca doesn't."

They all continued eating while the only noise was that of cutlery. This dinner was a bloody nightmare.

“The good thing is that we are almost going to have something to celebrate.” my mother rejoiced.

“It's not the best celebration in the world, mom, don't exaggerate.” I commented.

“You only envy me because you have never been asked to marry.” of course.

"That's none of your business."

“Just like my wedding, it's none of your damn business, Rebecca.” my sister snapped. 

I'm sure it was Reed who turned her into a jerk.

"Enough of fighting.” My mother raised her voice. “I don't like that they're fighting all the time… Oh my gosh!”

"You should tell your daughter to go fuck herself instead of be at this goddamn dinner." Isa stood up, tossing the dirty handkerchief and Reed followed her as she left.

"It's none of your business if I sleep with Denzel," I sobbed, Mom looking worried. “It's none of your business…”

“Maybe you shouldn't have meddled in his business, Bec.” Joe opined.

“That man you're going to marry is going to hurt you, Mom. You can't let that marriage continue, Isa doesn't know what she's getting herself into. Are you going to watch as he cheats on her too?”

“That's enough, Rebecca, she's your sister.” He took a sip of wine. “Isa is old enough to decide if she wants to marry him.”

“Well, I do not agree.” I rolled my eyes.

“Well, it's beginning to be, Rebecca.”