The Thoughts Of The Voices

12: Secret Love

The first time we actually talked, it was after I graduated high school. The whole family was there, and my brother finally introduced me to his girlfriend, the one I would soon fall for.

It wasn't love at first sight. No we hung out the day after, a small trip to the mall so we could bond. Little did I know I was running into hell. A hell that had no escape. I was trapped, but I didn't mind since I knew you'd take care of me.

You did more than that.

It was after a month of unknowingly flirting that you striked. We were both at the mall, choosing a gift for my brother when you suddenly had to go to the bathroom. I followed you, like a lost child, and soon found myself locked in the bathroom stall.

Our lips crashed against one another, moving in sync with the rhythm of our hearts beating as one. I remember your hands peeling off my clothes while I held you so close, never wanting to let you go. I slowly trailed kisses down your throat to your collar bone.

I loved the small whimpers that slipped from your lips. Your hands got tangled up against my hair, pulling it harder. My kisses began making their way lower and lower. The thudding of your heart was so loud, it almost sounded painful.

Then all too soon, it had to end. We pulled away, afraid to make eye contact. I put my shirt back on while you walked away. An ache could be felt against my chest as I saw you walk away from me.

I sighed as I made my way outside to my car, and saw it was raining immensely. But I didn't mind, it cooled off this warm body you left behind. Just as I was about to open the driver's door, two pair of slender arms wrapped around my mid-section, pulling me so close I could feel their heartbeat.

"Hey." Was all you said as you whispered in my ear. I smiled, because even if you walked away, you came back. I knew I'd have to face the consequences of being in love with my brother's girlfriend, but at that moment nothing was important.

Nothing else mattered, just that you were back in my arms.