I'm In Love With My Brother's Best Friend

01

Aron

I walked through the door of the high school quarterback's house to attend the party he arranged sense he won the winning touchdown. It was absoultuley packed! There were so many people in the house, I could barely squeeze through everyone to get to the table with all the alcohol. After getting to the table, I poured myself a mix of vodka and sprite and gulped it all down in 2 swallows. The drink had a little too much vodka in it, so as it traveled down my throat, it burned like hell. I ignored the pain and poured myself a cup of straight vodka.

I don't drink a lot but tonight I wanted to melt away all the pain I have.

You see, my grandma passed away about a year ago to terminal cancer. It really hit me hard. My grandma was the most caring, and sympathetic person in the whole world. She was my rock, and now that she's gone, it's like i'm totally lost.

I used to be apart of a group of kids at school that would paint murals on this children's hospital walls to cheer up all the kids with cases of cancer. We were offered money to paint the walls due to our reputation, but we refused for them to pay us because as a group, we all thought that it was best to do the hospital a favor.

Never had I ever would have thought that while I was cheering kids up, that were diagnosed with cancer, that my grandma.. my rock... was dealing with cancer herself. She never told anyone.. about the cancer. She left each of us a note. I think she did this because she didn't want to stress us out at all with her condition. The note she gave me reads:

Dear Aron, my sweet sweet angel.
As you know, I adore you deeply.
And I love you to the moon and back.
You are Always there for me when I need you.
I can't imagine what it is like with me gone, but
I can assure you that you will make it through
whatever life throws at you. I know your going to
be reading this when I'm gone, but know I will always
be with you till the end of days. Remember that you are
incredibly strong, worthy, and important. When you are
feeling down, just look up at the stars and I will be there
to guide you.

goodbye my sweet angel,
Grandma Pam.

Just thinking about the note makes me tear up.. she loved me more than anyhting and that feeling was mutual. Now she's gone, and my world crashed.

As I was thinking about the note, I hear a familiar voice calling me.

"Aron?" my brother's best friend Sebastian said.

"Yes Sebastian?" I answered, my voice cracking.

"Are.. you okay?"

"Yea I'm fine." I replied with false reassurance.

"Alright well I'm taking your brother home, he's... pretty damn drunk" said Sebastian with a chuckle.

"Haha, alright Sebastian... Have I ever told you how good of care you take of him?" I say, the alcohol bringing me out of my shell.

"Thanks Aron, he's my best friend, and that's what best friends' are for you know?" he replied with a charming smile.

"Yeahh I guess Sebastian."

Sebastian walks off and takes my older brother home. Which leaves me.. by myself.. with drunken thoughts.. again.

Sebastian is cool, he's a total asshole when he's over at my house playing video games with my older brother Jake. But when he's drunk, the alcohol definetly opens up his happy side. He plays too much to be honest. One time, when I woke up and went downstairs to retrieve some orange juice from the fridge, he replaced the orange juice with hot sauce and totally burned my mouth off. I actually hate him. He's terrible, but he knows how to care of someone.