I Need You

Honesty.

Three-syllables, seven-characters.

It’s a little thing, minuscule in fact. But it’s the foundation of every relationship and its impact can be lifechanging in the best possible way or detrimental.

I’m usually quite good at being honest sometimes, a little too honest.

But, today is different. I don’t know if it is because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed or I had a bad dream, hell I might have been fighting with demons subconsciously. Whatever the case may be I don’t feel like being honest today, and I find that very unsettling.

Who am I not being honest with, I hear you ask? Well, that would be my part-time roommate and close friend Maddy, I’ve known her since the 10th grade. My mom invited her over when she was adopted by my mom's best friend alongside her older brother Miles, we’ll get to him shortly. But ever since then we’ve hit it like a roof on fire, after all, Mamma does know best.

Now here’s my issue I can lie really well. I could probably get paid to do it. I just can’t lie to people I care about. But I’m not lying I’ve just withdrawn somewhat critical information, well to an 18-year-old at least, but people still call that lying. So hopefully you can understand why sitting beside someone who’s like a sister whilst I’m keeping a ‘secret’ from her is making me uncomfortable.

Will she hate me after I tell her? No. Pissed? That is highly likely.

Kick me out? She might try but I won’t let her.

Are there any pros? I’ve told the truth. Yippee-ki-yay.

I really shouldn’t tell her. I’ll just keep my emotions suppressed down like my dad and then release them at some dude in a bar, or a boxing bag. But I don’t want my hair to fall because of the stress like my Aunt Karen.

Well, it's settled I'll tell her.

“I like Miles, but I hate him at the same time. I’m conflicted and no I’m not pregnant blood is seeping out of my vagina as we speak it’s a monthly natural phenomenon called the menstrual cycle’.” I took a deep breath in and out to get some air back in my lungs.

Maddy’s reaction was not exactly what I had in mind she did the complete opposite of what I thought she would do.

Maddy looked at me blankly.

“Huh? April fools, right?”

“It’s November.”

“So, you actually like Miles?” I nodded. “Oh my god! Why he’s such a dick to you? Why? he’s not even all that he just has a penis, don’t be like all the other girls be original like an unknown dude bother his sister. Why me? It’s one simple rule siblings are out of bounds.” It was more than clear that Maddy wasn’t too happy about my feelings towards Miles. In my expert opinion, he just had hard exterior. ’Look at me I’m big and macho’ He’s just a stale gummy bear.

“Not a robot here you’ve gotta be patient with me, I can only process so much.”

“ ’I can only process so much’ you want to fuck my brother try processing that if the shoe was on the other foot, you have a scarily high sex drive India, scarily high.” I was a bit taken aback by that Maddy was not the direct type that was more of my department.

“Did you just mock me,” She clicked her tongue. “And my sex drive is perfectly normal, thank you very much.”

“Ay, it’s me speaking here chica, not you” Maddy placed her hand on her hip and brought a foot forward and swung her index in my face I just laughed, was she really trying to stereotype Latinas.

“Hold on, why are you acting like that, is it because you found you found out your 16% Spanish.”

“Hush, this is just another thing for us to have in common.”

“I’m half Latina, there’s a difference amiga.”

“Oh well, hey you’re tryna get me out of my rage well I don’t think so chica, I’ve got questions and you’ve got the answers, so start talking.” I was on the verge of tears when Maddy tried to be a badass it was like the funniest thing no one ever took her seriously.

“Yeah, sure, lets uh, let’s do it. Vamos!” I felt my cheeks swell with air as I tried to hold in my laughs but failed miserably.

Maddy stared at me coldly, somebody’s got an attitude.

“Question numero uno, have you and Miles partaken in any sexual activities such as sexual intercourse”.

“I did not have sexual relations with that man.”

“Not remotely funny.” She crossed her arms not amused. I thought it was pretty funny, oh well.

She turned her back to me spinning on her heel, her index finger inches away from my face, presumably expecting me to flinch. It didn’t work.

“How long has this been going on for” She had crossed her arms at this point she was not playing around.

“How long has what been going on for?” I asked innocently but I knew what she was talking about.

“You and Miles, fanny flutters when you see him and whatever guys get when they see someone they like, what are they boners?” I nodded, I didn't understand why she was playing the innocent card when she knew exactly what she was talking about. Maddy Cole-Trentino was no saint. She rather had the high sex drive.

“I don’t know exactly. That’s an odd thing to keep the track of.” She gave me the ‘really’ look. A ‘yes, really’ look was returned.

“Six weeks.” Honestly, it was more like 6 years, but she didn’t need to know that.

I could feel the ‘You know my brother and my best friend can’t date rule, India’ lecture coming up. It was just a matter of seconds

“You know how I feel about my brother and best friend dating, India...”

Would you like a hand reading? Because I have this psychic ability going on for me.