Page 82 of Losing Faith

As I focus on her, I physically can’t bring myself to look away from that smile.

Chapter Twenty-Five

Lisette

“Youknowyoudeservebetterthan this, right?” I keep my eyes on Harmony as she looks out the window. Her eyes bore into the house that her boyfriend’s location led us to.

“What do you think he’s doing with her?” She sounds so defeated and it really does crush me.

“He’s probably cheating on you, babe.” I rip the bandaid right off. “No one goes to their ex’s house at midnight for a chat. This is weird and we shouldn’t be camping outside her house; just end things. The sex wasn’t even good.”

When she sniffles quietly, I roll my eyes before pulling in a breath for strength. Tapping her back softly, I channel my inner Sage. “It’s okay, babe. You’re going to get through this.”

She turns to me slowly, her brows furrow. “I know I will, he’s just a boy who can’t kiss.” She rolls her eyes before wiping her tears. “I’m just on my period and pissed off that I let him take my virginity.”

“Oh thank God.” I let out a breath. “I was really hoping I didn’t have to tend to your broken heart.”

She stifles a laugh before glancing at the back of my seat. “You’ll bail me out of jail if anything happens, right?”

I watch her carefully. “Of course, I will.”

She nods once before grabbing the bat in my back seat. Without another thought, she climbs out of the car and marches for his car. I know a baseball bat plus a cheater’s car equals a lot of damage, but when she bashes his windshield my jaw drops.

His passenger window is next and the blaring car alarm doesn’t slow her down. She reaches into the car, and when I see the pocket knife she pulls out from the glove compartment, I put the window down.

“Don’t slash all of the tires,” I warn. “Insurance will cover it. Pop three of them and we’ll come back for the fourth when he gets it fixed.”

A smile grows on her face.

The lights to the house turn on, but Harmony doesn’t flinch and I can’t help but smile at how badass she is. I guess Ana did something right with her.

Standing at the hood of his car, she pulls out her lipstick before writingxoxo- H.

I stifle a laugh and she climbs back in just as someone opens the front door. They yell something at us, but I’m driving off before they can see us.

“That felt good.” She’s bouncing in her seat and I can’t help but laugh at her.

“Let’s get you home before your sister notices you’re missing.”

On cue, her phone goes off. When she pulls it out, her face falls. “Fuck.”

I shake my head at her, but we don’t say anything as I speed to her house.

When I pull up, Ana is standing outside. She looks so different and I know I haven’t seen her in nearly ten years, but I was envisioning her as the twelve-year-old I last fought with. Her hair was so long growing up, nearly down to her knees but she has it cut to a bob now, making her look so much older.

She looks tired, like she’s been up all night looking for her sister, and a part of me feels guilty until her eyes meet mine and I register her anger.

“Don’t tell her where we were. Just say you had cravings and I took you for milkshakes.” I unlock the car, but before Harmony can climb out, the house door swings open.

My eyes lock on those blue ones and I’m stuck in place. The wrinkles on her face are more prominent than when I last saw her and the years of drug use are obvious as half of her face droops.

“I didn’t know she was here,” Harmony whispers and I think she turns to me, but my eyes are locked on the woman we shared a womb with.

She marches for my car and with every angry step she takes, my heart exhilarates.

“Harmony, get the hell out of my car.” I reach to unlock the door again, but my hand lands on the lock as Harmony pulls on it. She unlocks it, but the minute she opens the door, her mom is in front of us.

I break into a sweat at the smell of her. The liquor and cigarette scent drowning me with memories I wish I could forget.

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