Free Bittersweet Revenge by J. L. Beck Page B

detail what all this is about. I do not by any means approve of you dating him, nor do I like the idea of him being interested in you. It could be a trap.” She looks astonished, but then says “Yeah, well so could dating Rex.” I can’t help the reaction I have to her statement. Did she really just say what I think she did?
    “What do you mean? Rex and I have something that’s real, and we aren’t actually dating, well not officially anyway, and that doesn’t matter because Rex has never done anything to hurt me. He didn’t spread malicious rumors about me having sex with people, he didn’t torment me, call me names, tape shit to my locker, or have his friends and sister attack me. You know nothing when it comes to the person Rex is.” I take a deep breath to try and calm myself, but after all but yelling I just can’t do it.
    I don’t want to fight with her about this but I know I’m right. Corey would never be interested in her unless it had something to do with getting back at me.
    Tears well up in her eyes, and I automatically feel bad for what I said. “You know what Jenna you're right, you're always right. But did you ever think that maybe his feelings are real. That maybe he does actually want me for me? That for once maybe it’s not about you, or to start a rumor about you. People change Jenna. Rex could be lying and hiding things from you too, he is related to Corey. ” She yells. I take notice to the fact that we’re yelling at each other in the middle of the kitchen, and now more attention is being drawn toward us.
    Reaching out to her I say “I’m sorry Mimi.” She shakes her head at me, tears streaming down her face. She takes a step back before turning around and walking away. I throw my hands up in the air in frustration. Two guys are staring at me and I give them that what-the-fuck-are-you-looking-at look. Growling, I exit the kitchen and all but collide with a very tall and attractive male.
    “Well hello there beautiful.” The male says, his voice is deep and warm almost similar to another male’s voice I know very well.  I want to wrap myself up in it, but pull away and look straight into a face that looks exactly like Rex’s but somehow different.
    I gasp, unable to find my voice. It’s like an exact clone of Rex is standing in front of me. I feel the need to reach out and poke at his skin to see if this is someone in a costume and my eyes are playing tricks on me or if this is really real.
    “Who’re you?” I croak out. A wicked smile forms on clone guy’s face, with a dimple in the same exact place where Rex’s has one.  If I didn’t know better I would say this is Rex, but just from the way he’s standing, holding his head a notch higher, and where Rex is more of a gentlemen this guy… isn’t. His ear is not pierced, he’s not dressed as a scarecrow, and his eyes aren’t the same storm cloud blue.
    “The better question is who’re you, and why haven’t we met? I can show you down the yellow brick road if you’d like me too?” He says grabbing at the hem of my costume, and winking, showing his brilliantly white teeth. His voice repulses me but at the same time draws me in, it’s a confusing emotion and though I feel like listening to him talk all day, and I also feel like kicking him in the nuts. I’m sure that look, and voice works on others but not me.
    He’s not dressed up as anything, and the more I stare at him attempting to gauge his intentions or motives the angrier I get at the fact that I didn’t know Rex had a twin.
    “You can stop looking at me like that beautiful, no need to tell me your name if you don’t want to. I’ve heard all about you, although, they didn’t tell me how pretty you were, you're one hell of a looker.” He says his voice as slick as honey. He grabs one of my pigtails pulling on it. I bat his hand away and back up slowly. Confusion sets in as I try and figure out what he’s talking about. What does he mean I don’t have