Im Sensitive Aubrey Mga Nobela at Kwento

"This Monday actually. Bright and - " "Titi!" Aubrey yelled out mid-giggle a few feet from where we were sitting on a blanket. It was moments like these that I thanked God for Aubrey's fascination with the ocean. Without knowing, she bought me a few more minutes to mentally put the finishing touches on my lie. Little omission. She was in an adorable mermaid-inspired bathing suit and running from her mom and the new family friend, Ivan. The man had become ever-present since meeting him. Always around, eating dinner with Gloria and Aubrey every night - playing house.

Magic thrums violently beneath my palm, foreign and oppressive. “What did you do to him?” I demand, my voice shaking with barely restrained fury. “Calm down,” Aubrey drawls, waving a hand dismissively. “I would never do anything to hurt my KieKie.” She purrs the nickname like it’s a private joke. Something ugly coils in my stomach. The rage burns hot and fast. “You,” she continues, her gaze sliding to me with open disdain, “on the other hand—” “You can’t hurt her either.”

I am definitely going to kill you in your sleep today, Max Jackson. Why are you not back yet, Aubrey? I thought. Aubrey is my childhood friend and another daughter to my parents. She is like the sister I never had. We do almost everything together. We get in trouble together. We are very much alike. The only difference among us is that I am the antisocial, silent and a straight A's student while she is the ongoing type, famous, gorgeous and model like popular girl at school.

I tried to join a few pieces together, which made me suspect all wasn’t well in the sisterhood. “Rebby, come on, you cannot be like this forever. How are you supposed to exact revenge when you have given up easily?” Aubrey asked, and Rebby sighed again. Aubrey rolled her eyes, getting to her feet. Then she walked up to me, grabbing my hand, and pulling me toward the dresser where she made me sit.

Aubrey shifted slightly, pulling her knees closer to herself on the couch. “You know,” she muttered, “you’re not nearly as scary as you think you are.” One of his brows lifted slightly. “No?” “No. Annoying? Definitely. Controlling? Absolutely. But scary?” She shrugged lightly. “Not really.” A dangerous kind of amusement flickered briefly in his eyes. “You have terrible survival instincts.” Aubrey smirked a little. “And you have terrible people skills.” “That isn’t new information.” That surprised a laugh out of her before she could stop it.

She has a reputation from being a babe, the center of admiration for the guys in town. However, she’s not an easy person to befriend. She has the aloofness of the rich and it’s not an understatement since she does live in Bloomingdale. So, it’s not surprising when she turns out self- self-opinionated and arrogant. Aubrey is definitely a lot more tolerable than Lizzie. Although they both jump easily from one guy to another, Aubrey doesn’t do it deliberately. She’s just faint-hearted while Lizzie really did it for fun. “Are we really going to stalk him?” Aubrey asks.

She smiles. “I don’t blame you,” I chuckle. The conversation seemed to flow easily after that. It was strange because, again, we were out of work and seemed to be getting along. It was all a little strange. “I am heading for the sauna. See you Monday, Gabe,” Aubrey announces. “I think I will join if that is alright?” I suggest. Aubrey nods and smiles before climbing out. I stole a glance of her ass, which looked good, even better in the light. When did I become such a damn perv?

“Wouldn’t that be easier than listing everything I already know you’ll force me to do?” “You finally found your voice again?” Aubrey asked as she stepped closer until she stood directly in front of Aurora. Her eyes burned with irritation, but Aurora refused to back down. Not after the humiliation she had already endured today. With everything running through her mind, backing down no longer felt like an option.

"Afraid that I'll fvck you without permission?” Aubrey: "..!?"

I remind her of Sapphire. " You must be tired. When did you get back?" Aubrey asked as she sat down on the longer couch and tapped on it for me to sit beside her. I didn't understand the reason for the sudden kindness but I still appreciated it. It's not like Aubrey has been wicked to me, she's been in the middle - not too unpleasant and not too kind either but after things started getting out of hand, especially when I tried to strange Sapphire, everyone except Theresa started treating me like a monster.