Chapter 31

***DELTA'S POV***

"Delta Ava Winter, you are coming with me to Vegas. This is a one time life experience and we are only twenty-two once," Zoe screech out in the phone as she tries convincing me.

"For the hundredth and one time, No! I am just pulling into the driveway and I am tired as fuck," I sigh out.

It is true, I just had a two days work trip to DC and I am exhausted. I just want to cuddle my boyfriend and sleep.

"Please! please! please! I think what you need is a good fuck, your shitty boyfriend wouldn't do it for you" Zoe begs adding the extra words I didn't need right now.

Zoe is my best friend of forever and saying no to her is hard, but right now, I am tired.

"No, I will talk to you later. Now, find another bestie for the night. Love you," I hang out on her before she can cuss a yes from me.

I sigh and walk out of the car. It is five p.m. And Mason wouldn't be home by now. He is my boyfriend of four years, and I love him so much. Well, we love one another, Zoe doesn't think so, she thinks Mason is after my family's money.

Hah! That's not true.

I walk towards the stairs and insert my key to the lock and it is open. I frown.

Pushing the door open, I walk into the apartment I share with Mason and it looks off. My first impression is that the house had been broken into.

Mason knows I am coming in today, but I am two hours early, and well, he shouldn't be home until an hour but it doesn't hurt to surprise my boyfriend, does it?

I rush up the stairs but my steps falter when I hear hushed moans coming from one of the bedrooms.

I get excited that Mason is home and rush to him blindly.

"Babe, Mason, I am home," I call out opening the door.

I am all smiles and a folder in my hands. The conference I was going to was successful and I was given the contract. That is the good news I am coming to share with Mason.

It takes me a moment to adjust to what is happening in front of me. I see movements, naked bodies.

Mason.

Mason and a woman. What the fuck?

The woman... She jerks forward and I know her.

"What the fuck? Gianna? Mason?" I cry out as I see naked bodies hurry on to put some clothes.

My boyfriend is making out with my sister? If this is a dream I want to wake up. Well, it isn't, so, I have to have reality. Mason is the first to speak.

"Honey, you were supposed to be home at eight," he tells me sliding into a pair of boxer briefs.

Gianna holds the comforter close to her chest, but she looks comfortable as hell.

"How long?" I shout.

Mason walks towards me but cry out lifting my hands up to stop him.

"How fucking long has this been going on?" I ask my voice breaking but I wouldn't cry. No tears will leave my eyes.

"One week," Mason says.

Gianna snorts. She walks towards Mason and rubs his chest as she stares at me.

"Try harder, cupcake. It is actually six months, big sister," Gianna replies.

I stand there pale, my eyes move from Mason to Gianna and back. My boyfriend has been fucking my sister for six months and I am just knowing it. How on earth hadn't I figured it out yet?

I nod my head. "It is over between us, Mason. You can have her, Gianna," I say.

Gianna's squeaks of laughter haunts me as I hold my folder tightly in my arms and walk out of the apartment.

Mason follows me, hot on my trail. "No, baby, wait let me explain, we are supposed to be engaged when you return from your trip, remember?" he calls out as if that will make me stop.

I open the door and the cool evening breeze blows into my face, pushing my long blonde hair backwards.

I ignore him reaching for my car handle. Mason holds my shoulders and I turn, slapping him across the face.

"You fucking touch me again and I will pay men to cut you hands off," I threaten him.

I am never this crazy, but I need to get him off my path now.

Mason pulls his hands off my shoulders.

"There will be no engagement, Mason, and I am moving out of the house," I tell him entering the car.

I close the car door and sit still, waiting for the anger to brew off me before I can start driving. My hands shiver, I hate this feeling.

Mason keeps banging on the door.

"Open the car let us talk, Delta, please," He begs as he hits gently on the glass.

I ignore him, igniting the car as I pull out of the driveway. I see Gianna from the rear mirror as she walks barefoot to my one minute ex-boyfriend. She looks excited, and is even doing a happy dance.

"Siri, call Zoe," I say.

My blood is still pumping in my ears.

"Fuck you, Gianna, and fuck Mason too. Fuck the universe for giving me a shithead sister," I scream.

The call is connected to the blue tooth and Zoe's voice is loud when she says,

"Delta? Is everything okay?"

I had been crying and I didn't even know it.

"No, it isn't. I am headed to the airport now. Do you want to still go to Las Vegas for the weekend?" I ask trying to keep my eyes focus on the road.

There is a small pause on Zoe's side, but then, she replies.

"Yes, of course. I am about leaving the house," she says.

This is why I love Zoe, she always has my back, she doesn't ask any questions, it is just right I tell her what is up now.

"He cheated. The bloody bastard cheated on me with Gianna," I spit out the word like it was sawdust on my lips.

More silence on the other end. I know Zoe knows. She probably kept it a secret to protect me.

"You will figure things out, Delta. Focus on the road, I am fifteen minutes away from the airport. See you shortly and love you," she says disconnecting the call.

I try. I fucking try hard to focus on the road and spill less tears as I drive towards the airport. This trip better keep my head away from today's event.