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BOOK: My Best Friend's Brother
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"I really got to be going this time. I'll see you all again soon. Bye." I said walking back towards the door.

 

If I really didn't have to go I would of made up an excuse, because the looks they were giving me were making me very uncomfortable.

 

"Text me when you get home ok hun?" Heather orders me.

 

I turn back to her and nod before waving my hand "OK mom, buh bye".

 

"Hang on a sec and I'll walk with you to the door." I heard someone call from behind me.

 

I stopped and turned to see Dean trying to catch up to me.

 

I stood at the door until he reached me.

 

I turned back to the door and started to walk again.

 

After a second of standing Dean began to follow me, but not before placing his hand on my lower back.

 

This made my body tense up, but I continued to walk, not wanting to cause a scene.

 

"Bye!" I heard the last of the three siblings call from behind as I left again.

 

"Bye!" I called back, but I was already halfway through the door so I don't think they heard me.

 

Thankfully as soon as we got inside Dean removed his hand.

 

I let out a sigh of relief, which thankfully he didn't notice.

 

As soon as we reached the front door Dean opened it for me.

 

I turned to him and smiled saying, "Thanks Dean."

 

He gave me a cute smile back. "It's ok. Drive safe." He says before pulling me into a hug.

 

I stiffed slightly but still hugged him back before pulling away.

 

After that I couldn't get out of the house fast enough.

 

"I'll see you another time, I really got to go now." I said and I speed walked over to my awaiting car.

 

I felt his eyes burning into me as I drove away.

 

I turned one last time sending him a wave, which he returned back with a smile.

 

I drove away home until he was no longer in sight.

 

Arriving back at my house soon after.

 

As soon as I entered the front door I called to Kira down the hall and told her I was just heading for a shower and then I would be back down.

 

I had to wash the chlorine smell from my body that was now causing a headache.

 

In my bedroom I closed my door behind me and striped off my old clothes and walked into my bathroom.

 

I placed my clothes in the hamper in the corner.

 

I turned on the shower and waited for it to heat up before stepping in.

 

I grabbed my sponge and shower gel and proceeded to wash the pool smell from my body, then finishing off washing my hair.

 

Still standing under the lukewarm water I couldn't help but think back to what I heard

 

Nathan is in love with some girl.

 

I know he never said the word 'love' but I could tell by his tone that's what he meant.

 

My chest went tight and started to hurt, my eyes filled up with tears blurring my vision.

 

Why did the thought of him being with someone else hurt so much?

 

It's not like he has ever led me on or showed me any interest (in a romantic way) in the past. I never really told him anything to indicate that either.

 

But even when.

 

No I can't

 

I felt the tears start to fall from my eyes.

 

I slouched down to the floor of the shower until I was effectively sat down and hugging my legs to my chest.

 

Before I knew it I was crying my soul out. I felt physically sick to my stomach; my chest felt like someone was sat on it.

 

I felt more depressed than any other time in my life and nothing was going to fix it.

 

I was stupid really.

 

That's right I was in love with my bully.

 

I think I must be brain damaged or something.

 

How can I still feel this way?

 

When we first met he was so sweet and treated me like a princess, but after a while he charged into

 

Well I already told you what he was.

 

But I always had hope the old him would come back to me.

 

And today I through he had, but I guess I was fooling myself to think he would think of me as anything but a friend.

 

I lay still clutching my legs, crying for what seemed like forever.

 

That is until I heard a knock at my bathroom door.

 

"Hope? Are you Ok in there? You've been in there for over an hour now." A concerned voice asked from the other side if the door.

 

I stood up and quickly grabbed my towel, wrapping it around myself.

 

I cleared my now slightly raw throat and answered back "I'm Ok. I'll be right out" I said with a slight croak in my voice that I tried to hide but failed.

 

"Are you sure? You sound like you've been crying?" They asked again.

 

"I'm OK just give me five minutes while I get dressed and I'll be down." I quickly said back in a better but still ruff sounding voice.

 

The person on the other side agreed and I guess they left.

 

I finished off drying myself, trying not to think back to earlier, which was sure to cause my tears to return.

 

Instead I blocked it out, well at least temporarily. I chose to think about Kira's soon to be born babies.

 

I stood in front of the mirror that was over the sink and sighed.

 

My eyes were bright red and swallow; there was no hiding the fact that I was crying.

 

I turned on the cold tap and began to cup the cold water and splash my eyes, hoping it would take away some of the redness at least.

 

I turned off the tap and looked back to the mirror and shook my head.

 

'No change at all' I said internally.

 

Maybe makeup would help a little, but probably not much.

 

I looked around the room and then remembered using it this morning in my bedroom.

 

I walk to the bathroom door I stepped out still in my towel having forgotten my clothes in my distracted state earlier.

 

As soon as I stepped into my room I couldn't help but laugh.

 

On my bed fast asleep was Ricky hugging in his arms my childhood plush pig 'hammy'.

 

I quickly covered my mouth as not to wake him and tip toed over to the side table where my phone sat.

 

I internally thanked him for clearing my brain if only temporarily.

 

Grabbing it, I found my camera app and smiled.

 

This would be great blackmailing material, plus he looks super cute, I had the force myself not to laugh again.

 

I spent the next minute taking several photos of him before deciding I had enough.

 

I put my phone back on the side and decided to get changed before waking him.

 

I choose to wear a simple vest top and sweatpants, I took them into the bathroom and got a changed just in case Ricky woke up.

 

That would be traumatic for both of us.

 

When I was finished I walk back into the bedroom to find him still on the same place, fast asleep.

 

I felt bad thinking about waking him up, but then I remembered what he did to me this morning.

 

I walked over to my dressing table and picked up the item in question before going back to the bed.

 

 

Ricky

 

 

I started to worry when after an hour Hope still wasn't out of the bathroom.

 

I told my sister Kira who was also waiting that I would quickly go check on her and make sure she is ok.

 

I stepped into her room and was surprised to find her not in there, but still in the bathroom and by the sounds of it, still in the shower.

 

I knocked at the bathroom door hoping for an answer.

 

"Hope? Are you OK in there? You've been in there for over an hour now." I called with my voice full of concern.

 

I heard her moving about before the shower stopped.

 

"I'm OK. I'll be right out" she called back sounding as if she had been crying.

 

"Are you sure? You sound like you've been crying?" I asked feeling more worried than before.

 

"I'm OK just give me five minutes while I get dressed and I'll be down" she assured me.

 

I grunted back an OK.

 

But didn't believe her.

 

Instead of waiting I decided to have a lie down on her bed and wait to confront her.

 

But before I knew it I was fast asleep.

 

"Rrrriiicckkkyy." A drawn out squeaky voice called me from my sleep.

 

I slowly began to pry my eyes open.

 

"Ricky." I heard again.

 

I grumbled some incoherent words before finally managing to open my eyelids.

 

I swear I almost had a heart attack.

 

There in front of me was the scariest plush rabbit I have ever seen.

 

"Hello Ricky." The little rabbit demon toy seemed to say again.

 

My eyes widen as I literally launched myself off the bed screaming and falling off the other side.

 

It's only then as I stood back up I noticed my evil little sister laid on the floor laughing, clutching her stomach plus Robbie the rabbit doll.

 

I glared at her as I strolled over to where she was.

 

"Was that funny?" I said with my hand on my hips as I stood over her.

 

She sat up and looked at me. "Yep, pay back is a bitch." She said sticking her tongue out.

 

I just shook my head when I remember this morning and grinned.

 

"Good job." I said still smiling.

 

We teased and would of play joke on each of, but never anything to harm each other.

 

Unlike my friends’ who when we were younger always tended to go a bit too far and end up hurting her by accident.

 

I was mad at first, but when we started to go to college together we had a long chat and I realized they really were good guys and never intended any harm.

 

Hope stood up and placed Robbie the rabbit on the bed next to Ham.

 

Yes she loves plush toys and owned a lot and I mean a lot.

 

It was only then I noticed her red puffy eyes.

 

My smile fell and a frown took its place.

 

"Are you sure you are OK Hope?" I ask her as I put one of my arms around her shoulder.

 

Her smile drops, but she quickly brings a slightly less genuine smile back.

 

"I'm OK Ricky, don't worry." she paused and patted my back "Come on we should finally go down. Kira's gonna kill us" she said almost running away.

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