Will looked off into the distance as Bree drove away, Jasmine stealthily moved over to his side to watch those taillights go off in the distance. "Tough luck there, Will. It seems you lost her." Jasmine said. Provoking Will at a time like this was not encouraged and he turned to look at her. He put his hand on her shoulder and looked into her eyes. "This is all your fault." he told her. She looked at him, puzzled once more.<br/><br/>"I didn't do anything but move in. Mom and Dad kicked me out for fucking the neighbor." she had no restraint when it came to talking about her sexual escapades, she would openly discuss it whenever she was asked. But this time she knew that she was in trouble, she looked up to him with those plead puppy dog eyes that meant she wanted something or was scared.<br/><br/>"Fuck." Will said as he let go of his sister and went inside. He was tired of it all. Every where he turned, he just kept fucking up either by accident or by some twist of fate. Bree was not meant to be his, or at least that was what Will felt like. As he sat down on the couch in his living room followed by Jasmine coming in and shutting the front door, he pulled out his cell phone and called the shop where the half paid dress was. He finished paying for it and then had it sent out for delivery to Bree's house, it had a card inside that said "I am sorry once more, I know if you never want to see me again then I understand but that really was my sister, just check my facebook if you don't believe me."<br/><br/>He had no idea if all of that would work but he had to try. He looked over to his sister. "Get some clothes on and we will talk about you living here." he commanded and she obeyed. There was this weird tingly feeling that came over her when her brother bossed her around like that. She had no idea why, but she just felt like she had to obey.