BRENDAN'S POV

I'm sitting in the back room with Aiden and the girls are out getting supplies. He's still lying down and occasionally gasping for air, but he'll be ok. We're having half-hearted conversations, and finally, I decide to say what's really on my mind. "Dude, your sister." He attempts to sit up. "What about her?" "She's confusing sometimes. Really confusing." "What are you getting at?" "I like her, Aiden. A lot." He sits all the way up and smiles. "Please, don't tell her," I plead. "I don't want her to know." He smiles. "Well, if I can keep a secret, so can you." "Hit me." "Micha and I, we...." he smiles like an idiot. "Did you kiss her?" He shakes his head. "Other way around. She kissed me." I smile. "No way. I never thought that'd happen." "Hey. For Your information, I happen to be quite charming." I laugh. "Tell me exactly what happened." "Well, she was talking to me before Ashley got over. And, then, you know, she kissed me. We were actually kissing when Ashley came up. I made her swear she wouldn't tell until I told her she could. But hey, my crush situation is working out fine. But, something tells me yours isn't. What happened?" I tell him about our conversation at the table before Micha ran up. His mouth hangs open. "I-I never knew that about your dad, or Purple's. I'm sorry, about that, and about Ashley. I could talk to her if-" "No. That won't be necessary. I really don't want her to know." His hazel eyes dart to the side. "If I told you something she told me not to tell anyone or she'd maul me, you wouldn't tell her, right?" He says, wincing.