My Sisters Best Friend

Chapter 3

"So you won't be joining me at Harvard?" Teddy asked with sadness coloring his voice.I shook my head, chewing slowly to come up with a reason why I wouldn't be going to Harvard this fall.

"I'm in love with painting," I say shrugging, "but my guardian won't let me follow my dreams, he's more interested in keeping one half of a stupid promise."

"Mikhail still wants you to do business school?" Teddy asks with his mouth full.

"Eww! Chew your food first you animal," I joked. Sighing, I pushed around my food with the fork and replied, "Yes. He is dead set on fulfilling one half of the promise he made to Alia. Never mind the fact that she also wanted me happy."

"I think he just wants what is best for you and he truly believes he's right," Teddy said slowly, not wanting my notorious anger directed at him.

"I understand that, I really do. Yet not once has he ever asked what I wanted! If he'd asked, if I wanted business school. I would have said no, but I would do it to make my sister happy. I would ask for a compromise. I'd ask him to let me do a double major, Art and Business. I researched it. It can be done. He just never considered my opinion. Yes, a double major would extend my degree by two years but I'd be happy and he'd be fulfilling his promise," I ranted, exasperated at being treated like a kid, "he just shipped me off halfway across the world and never looked back. He never wanted the responsibility of having a teenager and it doesn't matter that I grew up worshiping the ground he walked on. My sister and he were my role models. They made everything look so easy! If she hadn't died-" I choked out a sob, I hated losing control of my emotions. Everyone knew of the death of Alia Houston, CEO at 23, guardian of her younger sister and role model to every woman on this earth. Yet no one ever remembered that there were two Houston daughters. I loved her to death but that didn't stop me from feeling envious of how everyone fawn over her. I now know the hard work that went into keeping our company the way it was but younger me was a bitch. Well, present me is still a bitch but she is better than past me. After Alia's death I grew guilty about my resentment of my sister and I hated that fact that she died because of me. Countless therapists have told me that it isn't my fault but I know it is. She died because I distracted her when we were driving on our way home from my study group. If I'd been better behaved, she wouldn't have turned back to me and crashed.

"Sky," he got up from his seat and kneeled in front of me. He took my hands in between his and squeezed them softly. Freeing one of his hands he wiped away the tears than ran amok my face like a waterfall. He leaned in so close that I could feel his warm breath fanning over my face. He looked at me with such tenderness that my heart skipped a beat. With great conviction he began to comfort me, "Sky, it wasn't your fault. She did not die because of you. You are not a murderer."

"Ho-"I started to say.

"I know you sweetheart. Every time that you start talking about your sister your thoughts turn to how you think you killed her," he said kissing each of my fingers. He stopped at my ring finger and said, "one day my ring will be here and you'll be my wife and Mikhail won't have a say in your happiness anymore."

"You w-want t-to m-marry me?" I stuttered, surprised beyond belief. How did I get so lucky to get a guy like this. I honestly thought that when he left, my chances at getting a happy ending left with him.

"I promised you I would come back for you when I left didn't I?" He asked. Still holding my hands in between his warm soft ones.

"I honestly thought you'd never come back." I admitted sheepishly."I know, but I'm now here to prove to you that some men do in fact keep their promises and that my word means something unlike others." If this man wants to marry my, who am I to stop him. He already makes my heart beat like crazy and he steals my breath with every smile he throws my way. "I have a confession to make," I admit my head hanging low in shame and guilt, "you might rethink your future marriage proposal when you hear what I have to say."

"Whatever it is, it doesn't matter. If you want to tell me, go ahead. It won't change my intentions," Teddy says, his voice filling with confidence.

"I lost my virginity to a senior, after you left. It was at the back to school bash down at the beach. I drank a little more than I thought I did and I woke up next to Zachary Bailey. It didn't stop there though. I truly believed that you were never coming back and i started sleeping around. I got on birth control so I wouldn't get pregnant but i still used a condom. I didn't want to risk an STD if I was too drunk to know who I was sleeping with," I whispered, shame coating my voice.

"Shh," he said, putting his finger to my lips. Stopping whatever words were coming out of my mouth next. "Don't worry, Sky. I'm a guy. I wasn't a saint. Every girl I dated, just cemented my decision to come back for you. After dating countless girls, I just knew that you were special and that you are my lobster and if at all possible I would want to be with you for life."

With those word he had stolen my heart and I realized that I did not mind one bit at all. 

A/N:Please leave a comment and vote for the story. It might motivate me to write faster if i get some comments and votes. I want to know how I'm doing and if you're liking it so far. I have a lot of ideas for this story. I already wrote the ending and I know I want to make a sequel to it. I'm also writing in advance the most heartbreaking part of the story.