My Best Friend's Brother (Completed)

Chapter 36

It's been two years, two years since Anthony died. It's been two years since Zachary and I got married.

Things have been rough.

Sadly, Zachary and I never went through our honeymoon phase.

We went on our honeymoon, but we didn't talk. And when we did, we fought.

We fought for the next few months. Constantly about the baby.

It was random, but it was constant.

I cried constantly, from the emotions that the baby made me feel, to the sadness that Zachary made me feel.

Once the baby arrived, truthfully it only got worse.

We were more exhausted and irritated, and things got worse with the companies.

Zachary was always tired from waking up in the middle of the night. And since I was on maternity leave, he was dealing with the pressure of both companies.

It was crushing him. We are supposed to be doing this as a team. But he was alone. And I felt horrible.

Eventually, I got back to work. Letting some of the stress come off of him. But still, the baby caused tons of stress.

From the lack of sleep to the irritation of the cry he let out.

We named the baby Owen.

He's sweet.

He's smart.

He looks just like his dad.

I love him so much. I just wish things would've gone differently. That he would have been here a lot later in life.

Zachary loves Owen. But I know Zachary wishes that Owen had come later in life as well.

" daddy's going to be home soon," I said to Owen.

And I was right, the next second Zachary walked in the door.

He walked over to us but walked past, over to the fridge. Opening the fridge door to get something to drink.

" Hi, daddy!" Owen exclaimed. He loved when his daddy came home.

Zachary turned around and said hello back. Before walking out of the kitchen.

Owen looked confused, wondering why his dad didn't say anything else to him.

I brought Owen over to his toys, where I could see him, but I wanted to go talk to Zachary.

Even though I was away from Owen, I could still see him. But now I was next to Zachary.

" What is wrong with you?" I asked him.

Zachary, who is already on his computer, looked up at me.

"I'm just stressed, I've got stuff to do. I won't be eating dinner with you guys tonight. I'll get it later on."

And then he looked back at his computer.

" This is bullshit. You have a family. We come first. Not the fucking company. You've been doing this forever, pay attention to your son! He wants to talk to you. You don't even have to play with him, you just have to talk to him! Acknowledge him! I married you because I loved you and I thought you would be a great father. But you haven't shown it."

Zachary looks at me again, and he sighed.

"I'm sorry. You're right. I haven't been a good husband or a good father. The company's been driving me crazy. I don't know what to do."

I sat down next to him and wrapped my arms around him.

" I love you, Zachary,"

Years have passed. More years than I would like to admit.

Our marriage got better. Owen got older, and we had more kids.

Maggie was happy. She had children now. I see her all the time. Our children hang out constantly.

But a day doesn't go by that I don't think about him.

His voice, his face, and every little detail are still ingrained into my brain. I never wanted to forget him.

I hate that he was constantly on my mind, but I would hate it even more if he wasn't. I was terrified I would forget him. But I never did.

I went to his funeral. It was sad. Saying goodbye to him.

Especially the way it ended.

I wanted him back.

Not in the way that I wish that he was mine. But I wish that he was here. Alive.

I wish we could have ended on good terms. I wish he wouldn't have died thinking that I hated him.

I miss him. Every day.

I miss the times that we had.

Sometimes I wish I could go back and relive them.

I love my life. Along with the people I've filled it with.

But I wish Anthony was here too.

Because he was my friend, he was my boyfriend, he was my first love.

He was my best friend's brother...