My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 2 - Sister is off limits

          Staring cautiously at my door, complete silence and yet ringing filling my ears, is when I try to pretend like I'm asleep. So I chose not to answer, simply because it will be a whole lot easier than having to face Caleb, my brother's best friend. After what happened last night, I don't think I'll ever be able to even look at him again. But it seemed like he really liked me, with each and every kiss we shared. There was so much feeling and passion, which sends millions of questions through my head although I try as hard as I can to try and shake them all out.

          With another soft knock upon my door, is when I'm ready to face him. Kind of.

          "Sweetheart, breakfast will be ready in about five minutes!" My mother's sweet voice echoes through the crack underneath the door, as I exhale a deep breath and grin to myself.

          "Okay, mom. I'll be down soon," I call out to her, hearing her walking away as I quickly get out of bed. Glancing down at my bare body is when the memories of last night come back, rushing through my mind like a train racing at nascar speeds.

          Caleb brushes the hair out of my face gently, away from my eyes, staring passionately into mine before gently pressing his lips to mine. Pulling back his head and lightly cupping my cheek with his hand, is when he thrusts in and takes my virginity. 

          In pain, I hardly bite my lip, almost to the point of drawing blood. I close my eyes and take a deep breath hoping to God that it won't hurt as bad for much longer, and I can't help but tense beneath his muscular strong body.

         Digging my nails into the skin on his back, is when he pulls me away from the pain. "Bella, what's wrong?" His voice is gentle and lustfull, as I even out my breathing and slightly grin.

         "Nothing," I carefully mutter, as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and kisses my forehead. "Everything's. . . perfect."

         "You're perfect," he whispers with his lips against my ear, as I melt with lust. And then I instantly cry out in joy when he pushes himself further and he rocks my world.

        I shake the flashback out of my head and deeply release a long quiet breath, as I put on a bra and throw on a cute yellow sundress. By the time I skip downstairs is when the smell of breakfast makes its way into my nose. The hallway opens up to the kitchen as I glance over to the table and notice that my parents cooked up basically a buffet! There's all kind of foods, and fruit, more than you can even imagine. I happily smile and am on my over to the table when my brother Jeremy looks up and grins at me, and I dead stop right where I am.

         "Isabella," My mother's voice is heard from behind me as I turn to see her carrying a pitcher of freshly made orange juice over to the kitchen table, placing it beside my brother. "How nice of you to join us!"

         "Of course," I smile, glancing back to Jeremy and realizing he's no longer paying any attention to me, because of how he's quickly stuffying his face with food. That must mean he doesn't know. And I'm very thankful for that. . . But at the same time, I'm worried.

        "Belle, can you please bring the newspaper over to me?" My dad asks, as I roll my eyes and grab it on the counter, before making my way over to everyone and handing it to him. "Thanks," he grins, as I smile back and nod.

          "Jeremy, get your elbows and arms off the table," My mother says in an order as he listens, while continuing to stuff baccon countinuously.

          "My bad," he mumbles with food in his mouth. 

          "So, Jare. . ." I softly let out, pouring myself a glass of orange juice while keeping my eyes locked on his, although he's staring down at his plate. "When did Caleb leave?"

          His eyes immediately connect with mine and he suddenly frowns, almost looking confused in a way I'm not sure of. "How'd you know he was here?" He asks, demanding.

          Oh shit. "No, I just heard you guys coming up the stairs last night, that's all." I take a bite of toast and try to sound as casual as I can, as he shrugs and continues to eat. Letting it go.

         "He left about an hour ago," he tells me as I say nothing. "Why?"

         I raise my eyebrows and laugh under my breath, "Just wondering, obviously."

         "Does my daughter have the hots for Caleb Knight?" Our mother instantly rushes out in her baby voice, as I anxiously clear my throat and my brother starts coughing on his food.

          "No!" I deny, immediately. "Ew, no. He's Jeremy's best friend."

          "So?" He asks, as I stare at him in silence.

          "Have you two talked at all?" My mom asks, widely smiling from ear to ear as I pick up my fork and try to grin.

            I remember the moaning that escaped both of our mouths last night before I shake my head and anxiously grin at her. "Nope," I lie, popping the P.

           "Yeah you have, yesterday at the shed. He couldn't believe how different you look when you walked back to the house," Jeremy says, standing up and bringing his plate towards the sink.

          "He told you that?" I cautiously urge, getting butterflies.

          "Yup," he shrugs, before glancing back over to me and crossing his arms. "He said he couldn't believe how much older you look. And, it's true. Sis, you use to look telve and ever since you went off to England it's like you had five birthdays."

           "She has matured," My mom says, gently laughing and smiling at me.

           "She hasn't matured that much," Dad lets out sternly, obviously getting upset with talking about me getting older and growing up. He's always called me his little girl so talking like this is definitely making him feel uncomfortable. 

            "So Caleb likes how I look?" I ask, as it slips out of my mouth and I freeze.

            "Yeah, sure," he questions sounding confused before shrugging and heading toward the backdoor. "He didn't even remember I had a sister."

           "That's sweet," I whisper, biting my lip as he opens the door. 

           "Yeah, but I set him straight, ya know?" Suddenly leaves his mouth, as he softly chuckles under his breath. "Told him to stay away from you. You're completely off limits. He's my best friend, though. He understood. He's a good kid, like my brother."

           "This was. . . before last night?" I barely let out.

            "Yup. Yesterday afternoon," he grins, before walking out of the door and disappearing, leaving me hopeless. I was just another one of Caleb's fucks. I  was a girl he was using for sex and I'm nothing more to him. I lost my virginity thinking he liked me, and now I find out he told my brother he wouldn't dare to come near me.

            So what on earth do I do now? Forget it ever happened? 

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