Boxer Girl

7. Leaked.

Just looking at Alicia intimidatedme. Mostly because I know my brother is crushing on her.

All of a sudden, she burtsed, "okay. What have I done?"

I woke from my dreams and thoughts of ways to hook her up with my brother. I looked at her for extra seconds to tick her off then asked, "do you like someone?"

She blushe. And that was my cue to smirk. "Who is he?" I asked sneakily.

"I- I can't tell you." She stuttered then looked down at her food ignoring my look.

I faked a look of hurt. If she didn't want to tell me, then that means he's my brother. "But I'm your best friend, aren't I? You should tell me. Like when I told you I like Johnathan." I said and she looked up. As she did she looked behind me and paled. 

I looked behind me as well. And Johnathan was standing there with his mouth ajar. 

~•~ 

"I still can't believe you ran away when Johnathan came yesterday. That was your chance to tell him everyhing." Alicia said as we walked to the clinic. They were removing my cast, which means no more Friday nights with Alicia.

"You don't understand. I can't be with someone, even if I like them." I replied with a sad smile.

Alicia let loose a light chuckle and said, "yeah, right. Your brothers."

"Yes." I answered. "Speaking of which," I continued, "you haven't told me who you liked." I finished as we sat in the waiting room.

She blushed again, damn she's a tomato. "It's no one." She said whispering.

"I never knew Shawn was no one to you." I said looking at her waiting for her reaction. It was perfectly satisfying.

She blushed even redder, that I think we're lucky if one of the arteries exploded from the amount of pressure and blood. Her eyes were huge and mouth ajar.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked slightly hurt she kept shuch thing from me. 

Speak for yourself. I thought.

She looked at me with watery eyes. The poor thing never cared or had a crush on anyone.

"I just-" she started, "I never liked anyone, and I don't want to hurt our relationship by me dating your brother, and-" she said but I stopped her by giving her a tight hug almost chocking her.

"What was that for?" She asked as I pulled away. 

"I don't care if it's my brother you like. I'm happy you didn't fall for the wrong person." I said.

"Wait," she said confused, "you're not mad?" She asked with a smile tugging at the corner of her lips.

"Why would I be?" I asked with smile of my own.

We were about to hug when someone called, "Maia Miller?" 

I looked over and saw it was the nurce. "Time to get rid of this thing. It's itching." I said as we walked together hands interlocked.

~•~ 

"Oh, this feels good." I said as I scrubbed the skin of my left hand. It's been almost a month since anything touched it, and it's extremely white and itchy too. At times, I used a butter knife to each the itching, which caused me ache. 

"Damn, your hand is so white!" Said Alicia as she examined it again.

"Are you coming over?" I asked as we reached my house.

She looked at the front door of our house and shook her head 'no' as she still looked at the door. I looked there and saw Johnathan sitting at the porch his knees parted, elbows on each knee and head down. His long brown as chocolate hair covered every feature of his face so I couldn't see if he was happy, sad, or anything for the matter.