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For past readers, I edited some of this to make more sense.

"You're lying!" Xami shouts angrily. "You're fucking lying!" Xami shouts even louder, sobering Brandi and Farah.

"Merde." (Shit) Brandi exclaims.

"What's wrong with her?" Farah says, absolutely horrified.

"Is it fucking true?! Who the fuck is Ken?!" Xami's face has turned completely red.

Winola shrinks back. "Xami....Xami, I'm so sorry. Please, let's talk later when you're calm."

Xami slaps the drinks off the table. "No! You bitch, I'm going to kill you!"

My eyes widened. "Xami, no, she's pregnant!"

Xami literally runs across the table.

"Call the police!"

"Xami, you animal!"

~~~~~~

"Um, there was a little confrontation where um, someone spilled a secret, and she went berserk," I tell officer Jenkins.

Officer Jenkins nods. "Can you tell me about this secret?"

Brandi and I look at each other.

"Um, I was a little drunk, and she said something about me, and she was getting on my last nerve, so I accidentally told her that Winola and her boyfriend are actually together."

"And she was about to attack Winola, but Farah jumped in the way."

Officer Jenkins nods. "Ok, so you do realize that your friend will be charged with assault? A man by the name of Benji DuPont claims to be Farah's husband, and he says they'll be pressing charges."

Brandi and I stand up. "Benji's here!" We both say.

"Can we see him?" Brandi asks.

The officer nods. "Right this way."

Farah jumped between Xami and Winola, essentially protecting her. Xami broke Farah's arm, and Winola's blood pressure rose, so they're at the hospital. Winola will be discharged in a few hours, and Farah will have to be on bed rest; apparently, ever since her last pregnancy, she's been dealing with back problems, and now she has a broken hand. This is not how I wanted my bachelorette party to go.

Fair skin, brown hair, the most unmistakable brown eyes I've ever seen, finger tats, and very tall. Welcome my older brother, Benji. Unlike us, Benji's entirely French, and you know, we used to be close, but he just stopped talking to us, and he'd always hesitate to let us come to his house.

It kinda hurts, you know.

"Benji," Brandi says, smiling.

Benji's eyes widened before going back to normal. "Hi."

Brandi scoffs. "All these months and all you say is hi?"

Benji shrugs. "I saw, um, Bellamy, I think, in January or February."

"Nigga that was eight months ago," Brandi yells. "You abandoned us because we didn't have the same mother!"

"I'm sorry."

"You're sorry? How do you think I feel when my big brother, the man who taught me how to read when I was having trouble, decides to leave because our mothers are two different people."

I sigh. "Brandi, you're drunk. You need to calm down."

Brandi nods and walks away. Leaving an awkward moment for Benji and me.

"I heard you're getting married. Congratulations."

I smile. "You should come to the wedding."

Benji shakes his head. "Bellamy, I don't deserve that." Benji smiles sadly. "I also heard dad was dead and Shandra too. I'm sorry."

I bit my lip, trying to keep from crying as I asked this. "Because dad's dead, you should walk me down the aisle."

Benji's eyes bulge. "Excuse me? Me? I–"

"Please. You should meet my husband."

No, he shouldn't, but anything to make him come.

"I don't know what happened between you and my mother, but you should know that Bentley, Brandi, and I consider you the best big brother ever." I chuckle at the memory. "You used to take us to the playground and didn't watch us like a hawk. I'm sure that was bad, but it gave us our freedom, and you knew that."

Benji's lip quivers. "I will be there."

I smile. "Well then, you should get back to Farah and bring your kids; I haven't seen them in forever."

Benji nods. "You know that Xami chick?"

I smile sheepishly. "Yea... She tried to attack Winola, but Farah jumped in the way."

Benji scoffs. "Farah doesn't want to press charges for whatever reason, and you know her, so I guess I'll let her go."

I nod.

"See you, Bella."

Uh oh.

I smile. "See ya, Benji!" I call after him.

Nikolai's not gonna like that.

I'll take care of it.

~~~~

"Xami, the officers say you'll get out tomorrow."

Xami clutches the bars. "Tomorrow?! Tomorrow's your wedding day! I'm gonna miss half of it!"

I shrug and shake my head. "Xami, you tried to attack a pregnant woman and broke another woman's arm. You're lucky she doesn't want to press charges."

Xami scoffs. "You knew, and you didn't tell me!" Xami growls.

"It wasn't my place. Bentley and Winola were supposed to tell you, not me."

Xami's knuckles turn white, and she squeezes the bar. "So if I knew Nikolai was cheating, I wouldn't tell you cause it's not my place."

Even though I know Nikolai isn't cheating, it still hurts to think about. I don't want to think about it.

"Xami, if Nikolai cheated on me, he would immediately let me know because he has no filter and does not care. If he doesn't like me, he doesn't. Luckily he loves me, and I trust that. Bentley never loved you, and you knew that deep down in your heart."

"Shut the fuck up."

I sigh. "What Bentley did was wrong, so I apologize on his behalf. He used you to get to Winola, and it backfired. He didn't like you, and I wish he used me instead, but he didn't."

"How could you call yourselves human?"

Ooh, burn.

It's deserved. She can feel that way.

"Xami, I'm so sorry, but Bentley's my brother. You gotta know I'd choose him over any friend. What he did was atrocious, and I'm sorry for my part in it, but I would have never told you until Bentley said something first. I'm sorry, I really am."

"Go away! I hate you, all of you!" Xami starts screaming and shaking the bars.

An officer had to escort me out because she was doing too much. I guess she won't be coming to the wedding.

~~~~

We were finally allowed to go, the case wasn't even that serious, but we stayed for three hours. So, Brandi and I are on our way to the hospital. We have to go pick up Winola. We have about nine hours left to sleep but visiting Farah seems like the right thing to do.

"Hi, Farah."

Farah smiles. "Hey! Thanks for visiting."

"Where's Benji?" Brandi asks.

"Oh, he went to pick up the kids."

Brandi and I nod.

"When you ever get pregnant. Don't get an epidural." Farah groans, holding her back. "I'm only thirty, but my back hurts like I'm eighty."

"The epidural did that?" I ask.

Farah nods. "Some women are not so lucky. I know natural birth hurts like a bitch, but it doesn't give you back pain later on."

Brandi and I put some pillows to help her back.

"We are so sorry for what Xami did; we didn't expect her to get physical."

Farah waves us off. "If I heard Benji's been doing that shit, I would get physical too–not with a pregnant woman, but you get it."

"But it was pretty obvious that Bentley did not like the bitch."  Brandi says, rolling her eyes.

Farah gasps. "Oh."

Brandi and I laugh at her reaction.

~~~~

We decided that getting drunk wasn't very smart, so we watched a movie, talked about sex, and ate a lot of snacks... I am watching it because I need to fit in my dress. Staying up wasn't smart either. I'm gonna struggle to get up. Five hours until six am, five hours is not enough.

"Well, it looks like Bentley didn't need to confront Xami after all," Winola says, pulling a pillow closer to her.

"I'm glad she's not coming to the wedding," Brandi says, snuggling in her sheets.

I yawn. "Best. First. Sleepover. Ever."

"Yea, you see, it's because Xami isn't here." Brandi states.

"Yep. We should cancel you, Bellamy; you introduced her to us."

I chuckle, almost falling asleep. "She was the new girl...."

"Fuck the new girl...." Brandi slurs.

Winola sniffs. "Yea..."

Page length: 88-94

Word count: 1,372

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Hehehe Xami's gonna come back.

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