Isn’t that right, Brianna?” Kyle glared at his sister, forcing a smile that did not match the darkness in his eyes. Brianna did not say anything, but her friendly smile disappeared as she listened to Kyle not-so-diplomatically tell her he wanted her gone from that party. Abby could see pain clouding Brianna’s gorgeous blue eyes. She felt bad for her.
“Go hang out with your friends, babe. I’ll come get you later, okay?” Kyle instructed Abby, almost pushing her away.
“Okay…,” Abby said slowly as she searched both Brianna’s and Kyle’s faces trying to figure out what was going on. She headed back to the couch while she watched her boyfriend and his sister climb out a window and into the apartment’s fire escape. Abby sat back on the couch, ignoring all the chatter going on around her. Her eyes were fixated on the window Brianna and Kyle had climbed out of. She wished she was a fly on the metal rails of that fire escape exit. She was dying to know what Kyle and Brianna were saying to each other. She had a suspicion they were not reminiscing about their childhood back in Montana.
About half an hour later, Brianna and Kyle got back inside the apartment. Kyle climbed through the window first. With a flushed face and a tight jaw, Kyle scanned the room looking for Abby. When he spotted her, he headed towards the couch where she was sitting. Brianna climbed in through the window a few seconds later. She headed straight to the kitchen where the drinks were without making eye contact with anyone. Abby noticed her lips were smiling, but her eyes told a different story. They were shifty and couldn’t hide the soul-crushing pain that clouded them. It looked to Abby as if Kyle and Brianna had spent that half hour saying some hurtful things to each other on that fire escape. Abby wished someone would tell her what was going on so she could help. She felt so helpless and frustrated.
Abby questioned her boyfriend when he sat next to her on the couch. “What happened? What did you say to Brianna to make her so upset? What is going on Kyle?”
“It’s nothing. It’s a family thing. Don’t worry about it,” Kyle replied, patting Abby’s knee. “I’m going to go get us some beers. Stay here. I’ll be right back.”
On his way to the kitchen, Kyle passed Brianna who was coming back to the living room with a beer in her hand. They gave each other death stares and continued on their way. In the living room, Brianna sat on a different couch than the one Abby was sitting on. She glanced over at Abby, smiled and tipped her beer bottle towards her. Abby thought about going over to Brianna and talking to her, but she didn’t get a chance to get near the mystery woman. As soon as Brianna sat down, the men at the party began to hound her. Three of them sat around her, fawning over her and shamelessly ogling her. Brianna giggled and flirted with all three of them while taking small sips from her beer.
Suddenly Daft Punk’s “Get Lucky” came through the speakers, and Brianna shot up to her feet. “I love that song. Turn it up,” she shrieked before turning her attention to her three admirers. “Which one of you handsome boys is going to ask me to dance?”
All three men almost knocked one another to the ground trying to claim Brianna’s hand. Brianna chose to drag all three of them to the dance area. If the men at the party were not going wild for Brianna before, they definitely were when she began to seductively writhe her body and sway her hips to the funky beat of the song. She ran her hands all over her hair and body while her three drooling dance partners fought for her attention. Abby, along with everyone else in the room, couldn’t take her eyes off the breathtaking blonde who looked like she was genuinely having a blast dancing to the fun, groovy tune.
Abby stared at Brianna wishing she could be her.
Kyle, who had returned from the kitchen, seethed with embarrassment. While they were out on the fire