My Bestfriend's Brother

I. The Feelings (Jaylin)

The feelings I've had, I can't seem to hide them anymore. Never in my life I thought I'd ever love someone as much as I do. When I'd close my eyes, he was there. When I'd sleep, he'd be in my dreams. And when I see him, I can't help stared at his gorgeous facial features. He'd wear fairly tight shirts to show off his buff muscular structure and small silky curls in his hair.

I know it's hard to believe that I wasn't talking about my bestfriend. Better yet, his brother Daniel....or what most people would call him, Diggy.

And me...? I'm Jaylin Aubrey Douglas. I've known Diggy all my life, considering that his little brother Russell is my bestfriend. I'm only 18, my birthday is in January. Russy is only a few months older than me, but we'll be 19 soon. Diggy is 20, just turned 20 actually. So there's not a big age difference. And I'm very mature for my age, so people would say that I was 21.

I've liked him since I was 11, but I really didn't fall in love with him until I was about 13. And since than his grown taller, gotten his braces out, he's very fit & buff for just 20.....Russy calls him Baby Hulk, and he's so damn fine. If I could I'd tell him that I Ioved him, but I don't want any trouble.

Unfortunately Diggy has a "girlfriend". Iris is her name & I can honestly say that I don't care for her. She's snobby, a brat & she thinks it's her way or the highway. I try to keep my nose out of other people's business though, but if I don't like something....I WILL speak up.

"Sup Butterfingers.." A voice chuckled past me as several chills ran up my spine.

I turned around and just glared at him....Diggy. One little incident at a Christmas party some years back & I'm scared with that names for the rest of my life.

"Sup bruh." Russy spoke up, laughing.

I elbowed him in his chest. He knows how bad I felt after the incident happened.

So it was about 2 or 3 years ago and I was playing with their little sister, Miley. I was chasing her all around the house. And as I ran around the corner I bumped against a table, knocking over a very expensive vase they owned. I caught it, but then I tripped and dropped it. The vase shattered into a million pieces, so every since then Diggy has called me Butterfingers.

"You not talkin to me, Butterfingers?" Diggy asked me, sitting beside me & wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

I hope and pray that he didn't feel me shivering in my skin.

I shoved him off and sat on the other side of Russy. "Nope.." I simple said, trying not to start a conversation.

"Why not??" He asked.

I ignored him and turned the volume up on the television.

He chuckled. "That's cool. I'm bout to go out with Iris anyway..." He got up and fixed his shirt. "Peace."

I clenched my jaw & left out of the room, walking into the kitchen to get me something to drink. I sighed. Why doesn't he love me? Why doesn't he see that I love him? Does he think I'm ugly? I'm know I'm not ugly, so is it just me in general? I sighed again.

"What do I have to do to get him to see that I'm in love with him?" I mumbled to myself.

Who knows? Maybe I'll just get run over by a car then it won't hurt as much.