My Best Friends Brother

The Diary

The diary was about a woman in love.

From the style of writing, the worn, yellow pages and the ink smudges, you could tell that the book was written a long time ago.

The woman was extremely passionate and called the man she was in love with, her 'significant other' her 'soul mate' and her 'better half'.

The man was described as a tall, handsome hero of the war, the war itself was never named.

The woman, who never disclosed her name, went into great detail the rise and fall of her life and more importantly, her relationships.

This I learnt from several visits to Margaret after I had checked up and hung out with Derek.

I had become very close friends with Margaret and now considered her one of my best friends, even though she was more than 50 years older than me.

While we talked constantly about both of our lives, she never did tell me why exactly she was in the hospital.

I had asked, more than once actually, only for her to quickly change the topic.

Besides that, Margaret was an open book that I was happy to read.

I walked into Derek's hospital room to find him looking happier than usual.

"Guess what?"

"What? I'm not going to really guess, by the way," I said to him.

Derek chuckled, "Aww, your no fun, but I have some good news for you,"

"Yea? What is it?"

"I get out of the hospital next week," Derek said.

"That's great!" I exclaimed.

Finally things could be slightly easier for Derek.

I smiled at him, "Now we can do cute couple-y things, we can have a walk in the park, listen to music in the rain and talk to each other about our futures,"

Derek simply smiles at me, a light twinkle in his eyes.

From this I know that he's happy- that even though he was sick right now, he was thinking and waiting fondly for the future.

I was happy to, things were finally looking up, I had a made a new friend and Derek was getting better.

Life is just full of wonderous moments that should never be waisted.

Derek was not simply my best friends brother- a cliched romance.

To me he was this person that I cared deeply about and no title, strugle or person could define that.

Yeah he is my best friends brother, who cares?

That isn't all he is.

There is more to a person than the title people give them.

For me, it took the circumstance of Marisa's boyfriend and his corrupted ways to get me to see and really understand the true Derek.

Now he was so much more than my best friends brother.

He was so much more than that.

I couldn't even call him that anymore.

Throughout the week I visited Derek and Margaret often.