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My brother was in great spirits that weekend. I slept on our plane ride back to school. The moment the flight attendant said we were landing in Boston. I sat up straight.
“Vicky, are you, all right? You hadn’t said two words to me the entire flight.”
The jet wheels brushed the runway. I sighed. “Hayden, junior year is tough. You’ll see. I’m gearing up for finals.”
I attended Harvard with Owen. Hayden attended Yale.
“Oh, yeah. Best of luck, sis.”
I stepped over and kissed his cheek. “Talk to you later, Hayden.”
He had his best friend back. I had nothing.
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Sitting in the stands, I watched Zander hurl the football down the field to his teammate. I blushed and my heart beat a mile a minute. Yup, you guessed it. I was watching the love of my life live his life.
Ok, Vicky, after the last quarter tell him you enjoyed the game. I exhaled. Staring at the score board clock, I waited until it read double zero. Walking down the steps toward the field, I halted. Two girls ran into his arms. My smile dropped. Pulling my hood over my head, I vacated the bleachers. Then returned to school.
Christmas rolled around. I thought maybe just maybe, Zander would join us for Christmas dinner like he’d done over the years. But no Zander. I cried myself to sleep wearing the T-shirt he left behind in Cali. I hadn’t slept in it much. Didn’t want the shirt to lose his scent. After break, I returned to school. I buried my head in my books.
All I could do was attempt a face-to-face meeting. I needed to grow big balls to stroll through Zander’s dorm building and knock on his door. His eyes widened and his chest heaved. He hated me. Zander stepped back, so I had a good view of his female company.
The bitch needed to leave he was mine. She pretended to behave rational and sweet. Fuck, sweet. The thought of Zander fucking her made my blood boil. Summer. What a cute little seasonal name. The bitch kissed Zander and had the audacity to glance at me. Rotten little troll be gone, I thought as she disappeared out of his room.
Why did I ask Zander if he fucked her? He told me he would fuck women once we went our separate ways. I had no one else to blame but myself. The anger that poured over his words as he admitted he had sex with her broke me.
Broke me like a brittle twig.
I was brittle. Taking care of myself wasn’t important anymore.
“Are you eating her pussy?”
How crazy was I for asking that question?
Bat shit crazy at this point.
Tears rolled down my cheeks.
Zander pulled me into his arms. Inhaling his scent made my pussy soak and wet. He was all I wanted.
I continued to unravel once we were alone in the hotel suite.
Victoria Gaster a fucking weak person for a fucking man. Not just any man.
A man who was off limits.
A man who was my brother’s best friend.
I threw the antique lamp, shattering it against the wall. Admitting how he made me vulnerable knarred at my nerves. Zander wrapped me in his arms. He admitted he couldn’t have sex with anyone other than me. How could I let him go?
We’d built up so much animosity toward each other over six months it was difficult to see how we’d make it through.
My feelings were still crushed he’d left me in California without saying goodbye. I stormed into the shower and pounded his chest in raged. It didn’t matter he agreed to be with me. My heart was still scarred.
“I missed seeing your face every day.”
His words brought me back from my thoughts. The soap lathered over his chest. He smiled and watched intently as I cared for him.
