My Best Friend's Brother (Completed)

Chapter 10

"So, is everything OK? You've been acting so weird this past few days. I know I have, but why have you? You just seem so distant. And maybe it's because I was acting the way I was. And I'm truly sorry for that."

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me. It was just because you were acting weird. I felt like I owed you something. I just have been having some weird dispatch days, I don't even know how to describe it. I wish I could, but I don't know how to. Let's just enjoy our day. Let's stop talking about this. It's kind of a bummer."

And for the next two hours, Maggie and I enjoyed our day. Hanging out by the lake. It was just me and her, so it gave us a chance to catch up on life. And become friends again. I have missed her so much. We are definitely drifted apart, and I'm glad that we are finally back in our connections now. The entire day we spent together, laughing, and enjoying each other's company. It almost felt weird and foreign to be around each other again. But every single second I despise myself while I was with her. I couldn't stop thinking about Anthony. He was on my mind completely. And I felt so shitty. I was really in our friendship and I knew it.

Now it was around 4 PM, and it was time for us to head back. We hopped on the quad, and headed back to the cabin. All day, the other people, her parents, and Anthony had spent the time up there hunting. I wasn't a big fan of hunting, neither was Maggie, so we spent our day by the lake. We could hear the gunshots going off and that's what we knew they were doing. Once we got back to the cabin, we saw that a car was gone. It was clear that somebody had left. I walked into the cabin, and saw Anthony sitting on the couch. He was on his phone. I found it weird that he had gotten reception here, because when I pulled out my phone, I couldn't text anybody. I walked over to him, and looked at his phone. He was texting somebody

"Who are you texting? How did you get reception? When I pulled out my phone earlier, I couldn't text my mom to let her know I was here."

"There is cell reception here, but it's pretty where to come along. You have to look at the time. Different times of the day you can get it. Other times you cannot. Right now, almost around dinner time this summer session gets a lot better and it doesn't matter who I'm texting. Why is it any of your business? Does it matter to you?" he asked me.

"No, it doesn't matter to me. I was just wondering. I figure it's probably one of your whores."

And with that, I just gave up and walked away. I wasn't in the mood to argue with him, or make any more sly comments. It was clear he was already irritated enough with me by saying that. And I wasn't willing to make any more comments. I had to stay the entire weekend with him, and I didn't want to cause any tension between us. Anymore than there already was. It was already pretty complicated between us, but nobody knew that. It was just between me and him. I wish I could tell somebody. I wish I could tell Maggie. But I can't. I can never tell anybody about it. It's so troubling, and so irritating.

I walked upstairs into my room, closing the door. I stripped out of my clothes, and walked into the bathroom that was in my room. As I walked into the bathroom, I turned on the shower, and got in. I need to shower, because I smell like lake water. And it was quite gross. As I was showering, I heard somebody knock on the bathroom door. I turned off the shower, and stepped out while grabbing a towel. I assumed it was Maggie. I opened the door, and saw Anthony standing in front of me. He smirked as he saw me.

"Sorry to bother you, but I was wondering if you would like to go to the grocery store with me?" he asked me.

"Jesus Christ Anthony, I'm fucking busy. Why are you eating in my room?"

"I was just wondering if you would like to join me, you don't have to be such a bitch about it. I asked Maggie, and she said no. But my mom and dad told me I had to bring somebody. Or I wasn't allowed to go. I guess for some reason they don't trust me. They think I'm gonna go on a joy ride in the car. They just got back. They said they didn't have time to go there cause they had to start dinner, but my mom made a few things. So, come on! You're coming with me. I know it's not the thing you want to do, spend time with me! But you have to. What do you have better to do? Been kind of my crazy sister? I bet you need a break from her, since you spent all day with her! I couldn't, she didn't seem? But, either way, you have five minutes, get dressed. and meet me downstairs."

I rolled my eyes, and slammed the door. Right in his face. I was so irritated, but I knew I wasn't going to argue with him. It's only gonna be an hour, riding up to the store, getting what we need to, and heading back. It wouldn't be that bad. Maybe it would even give me a chance to talk to him. Because I feel like that's what we needed to do, talk! We haven't talked much every trashy month. Only sly comments, quick conversations. And I hated it. I hated not talking to him. Because I loved him so much. It felt so weird and so for not to do that.

Once I got dressed, I quickly headed downstairs, and I saw Maggie sitting on the couch with her back. She was reading light as a feather. Maggie loves to read, it was always a weird cork about her. She just absolutely adored it. Anthony was sitting on the couch, on his phone once again. Still getting reception.

As soon as Anthony saw me, he got up, and escorted me out to the car. Once we got in the car, it felt like a wave of embarrassment hit me over. I felt so weird being next to him again. It felt abnormal. It felt extremely strange sitting next to him. Not talking to him. But this time, this card, he was trapped. I was going to make sure he was going to talk to me. Because I'm sick and tired of this. He didn't say anything when he started to drive, but I knew I wasn't going to sit in this car for 15 minutes and be completely silent. We pulled out of the driveway and I started to speak.

"Anthony, I want to talk to you. This is important."

"Well you're talking now, get on with it."

"First off, you don't have to be so rude. I'm sorry for ditching you, I'm sorry for not being with you. But I had to choose Maggie. She's my best friend. And I would do anything for her. I'm sorry that I hurt you. I really really am. But it's not fair to her. I've been with her for so many years, and I love, and trust her. And my loyalty is towards her. I hate myself for saying that I made a mistake sleeping with you. Because the thing was, you were not a mistake. You were just something I did not expect. Something I did not think would happen. But growing up, I absolutely hated you. I hated you for doing everything that you did to your sister. And I'm sorry for that, I'm sorry for hitting you. Because you don't deserve that. You've never done anything to me. And I understand why you hate Maggie so much. I truly do. But she doesn't deserve the hate that you give to her. She's never truly done anything wrong. But either way, I needed to talk to you about a few things. And I hope you listen to me. Even though you don't like me."

"Of course I hate her! She stole you from me! She may not have known that, but she did! I really cared about you, and I wanted to be with you. And because of her, I couldn't have you. You don't understand what that feels like. Not being able to have somebody you care so much about. And someone you want to be was so fucking badly! But she would do anything to be with. And on the other hand, I do hate you. I hate you for leaving me. You're the only thing that I've ever felt something for anybody. And you crushed my heart into 1 million pieces. And I've never felt that before. For anyone! And I feel so lonely. I feel like I have nobody in the world here for me. My parents don't care about me. They only care about Maggie. And I cared about you. I really liked you, and I wanted to be with you. We actually had a chance, if you wanna give me one. But no, you chose her. Everybody chooses her. It's never me. I never get a chance. The whole family hates me. They think I'm just a stupid kid, who does stupid things all the fucking time. And Maggie is the queen of everything. She's the perfect child. And I'm not. And I hate her for it. She knows what she does too. She knows they hate me because of her. And she enjoys it. I mean why would she not? She's getting revenge on me. I haven't been an asshole to her for the past few months. Because of you. I can't stop thinking about you, you're constantly on my mind. You're all I think about. Thinking about how we should've been together. How we should be together. How she took you from me."

"Anthony, stop. She did not take you from me. I chose her over you. And I hate to say that, I truly do. But I had to choose her. She's my best friend, and she has been there for me for years. Anything could happen between you and me. We could break up, and everything will be for nothing. And I'm sorry Anthony, that is not a risk I'm willing to take. No matter how much I like you. But I need to tell you something. Because I'm stupid. Because I did something bad. And I don't think Maggie will ever be able to forgive me."

I took a deep breath, waiting for the words to slip out of my mouth. Because soon I would have to tell him.

"Anthony, I love you."