My Brother's Best Friend

Nikki, I'm here. Forever and always.

[Morgan's POV]

       Ok, Starbucks. Check. Pretty. Check. I think I'm all set. I was getting closer and closer to where Demetri and I were meeting. I could just picture it; I run into his arms and we kiss like there is no tomorrow. No. That's totally unrealistic. He didn't even like me like that...did he?
       I find a spot to park and I sit in my blue jeep, just waiting and thinking. A few seconds later, I clicked the red button to release my seatbelt. After stepping out of my blue jeep, I pulled down my dress and pulled my phone out of my purse.

Me: Hey Niks. Meetin up with Demetri rn. Text u how it goes, luv ya.

       I had to text Nikki so that she would know where I was. That may seem weird, but we tell each other everything... especially when we are meeting boys.
       I looked up from my phone and started walking straight. I saw a boyish figure standing on the bridge across the lake, staring out onto the waving water. It was Demetri, I could spot him from a mile away. I took a deep breath and held it for a few seconds. As soon as I exhaled, I felt butterflies in my stomach. Nikki still hadn't answered, she was probably to busy making out with Dylan. Well, here goes nothing, I thought to myself.
       As soon as I approached him, he ran up to me and hugged me. I would have thought it would be the other way around, but we hug either way so it doesn't matter. I put arms around his neck and he put his arms around my torso. I was standing on my tip toes and he still had to bend down just because I am that  short!
"Morgan! I'm so glad you came. I thought you had blown me off." Demetri commented.
"Yeah, sorry about that. I stopped at Starbucks on the way here and wasn't even thinking about the time at the time. Well, when I was at Starbucks not time, because you can't be at time. I mean-" I rambled. I was probably making a fool of myself.
"Haha, I get it." He cut me off, thank God. If he hadn't I probably would have gone on forever. We stopped hugging though, I hadn't realized we still were. He looked down at me and smiled.
"You're beautiful. You know that? You really are."
I could feel my cheeks turning red and I didn't know what to say. Luckily I didn't have to say anything. Demetri put his hands on my cheeks, leaned down, and kissed me. I closed my eyes and grabbed his cheeks immediately. We started kissing harder and I was so excited. He made me feel special. I felt my phone buzz but I didn't care. Whatever Nikki had to say was not as important as this. Right now. Unfortunately Demetri heard it too and he let go and pulled away.
"Aren't you going to get that?" He said to me with a smirk.
"Yeah, of course." I felt a little annoyed with Nikki but soon realized I shouldn't have been.

Niksss: Morgan !!!!!!  COME OVER NOW  !!! ITS AN EMERGENCY . NO TIME 2 EXPLAIN DYL IS HOSPITAL . CHEST PAINS . PLEASE QUICK !!  AT HOUSE . CRYING !!

"I have to go. Dylan is in the hospital and Nikki just texted me freaking out." I showed him the text.
"Oh my God. I totally understand, do you need me to come with you?" I shook my head no.
"I am so so sorry." I ran to my jeep and as soon I got in, I threw my purse onto the seat and dropped my Starbucks on the ground. As soon as I did that though, I regretted it. Oops, white girl alert.
       When I got to Nikki's house, I ran inside and slammed the door shut. She was sitting on the floor rocking back and forth bawling. Tyler was standing over her patting her back. I looked around the room and saw her phone by the wall of the staircase completely cracked. I bent down and picked Nikki up and sat her down onto the couch.
"Breathe, Nikki. Breathe." I said in a soothing voice.
"I-I can't! I love hi-him!" She screamed, tears falling down her cheeks, staining her face red.
I wrapped my arms around her and stared at Tyler. I loved Dylan too, but like a brother. Trust me, it did hurt. A lot. But I wasn't dating him. Tyler was crying too but not as much as Nikki. His was silent and emotionless. I could tell he wanted to scream and cry to because he was clamping his jaws together and his face was turning red. He punched the wall, Nikki screamed and then started crying even harder. Tyler ran up the stairs and into his bedroom when he slammed the door and I could heard a bunch of stuff fall to the floor. Nikki was shaking in my arms and I didn't know what to do. All I could think was, whoever did this to Dylan, will not be alive to see tomorrow.