Break The Best Friends

Chapter 14

Tossing and turning in my bed was the only thing that I could do that night. Despite the numerous motivational speeches that I gave myself, I wasn't able to sleep. It was almost midnight and I hadn't gotten even a wink of sleep. My clock was ticking beside me on the side table and the numbers in it were glaring at me. 11:43 PM.

On any other day, I could easily brush away this fact and declare myself as an insomniac, but not today. Today, I very well know why I wasn't able to sleep and the reason is something that I never wished to occur to me. I was bothered. Bothered by Axel's confession of never trusting me. It felt like a hot searing knife being twisted into my heart again and again as I recalled his exact words. I couldn't help my reaction to his words. I did try to forget his confession, I really did, but the damn wretched thing was imprinted in my mind so deeply that every time I close my eyes, all I see is his face, something evil masking his otherwise handsome features and a sharp knife in his hand ready to be pushed inside my heart.

I contemplated calling Aaron or even better, Ethan, but then decided against it. My brothers know very well that I valued my sleep as something priceless and for me to be awake at this time of the night should be only because something was upsetting me. It has happened to me before with Ethan. He started interrogating me on what happened and as a reflex action, I did try to lie, but then again my brothers can read me like a book even when talking through phone, miles apart from each other. Your brothers can smell a lie even from miles away – Aaron's words when I told him how Ethan found out my lie.

Sighing, I sat up, switching on the light lighting up my entire room brilliantly. Narrowing my eyes, I tried to get my eyes familiar with the now bright room and looked around it, in hopes of not finding any monster in here with me. I got out of my bed and walked over to my bookshelf which was situated in the corner of my room and chose the first book that my hand touched.

Pulling out the book off the shelf, a smile broke out on my face when I saw that the book that I had chosen was 'The wedding' by Nicholas Sparks. If I had not told you before, let me tell you right now how much I loved Nicholas Sparks. If I got a chance to personally meet Nicholas Sparks, I will not even hesitate before going on one knee and asking him to marry me – of course only after I ask his wife's permission first. That was how much I loved that man.

I clutched the book tightly to my chest as I recalled the true love that Wilson Lewis tries to rekindle with his wife Jane Lewis. The novel's main plot involves around a man in a marriage of thirty years realizing that the spark was no longer present in his love with his wife. He realizes this while arranging for their daughter's wedding and then to save his marriage, comes up with an idea of sweeping his wife off her feet and make her fall in love with him all over again. It is a classic, a book that I will always love.

Nicholas Sparks has never disappointed me when it came to love and romance. He has made me yearn for a love that is a miracle like the love of Allie and Noah Calhoun, like a wonder as Jane and Wilson Lewis, something that is young and true as the love of Veronica Miller and Will Blakelee, like Landon Carter and Jamie Sullivan's love, something that can be felt, even if it cannot be seen, something –

"I see you have fallen in love with Nicholas Sparks again."

I let out a surprised yelp as I clutched the book even tighter in my hand and turned to see Luke entering my room through my window. He was grinning at me like a madman all the while as he gracefully entered my room and closed my window, shaking his head at me in mock disappointment, as if telling me that I should have closed my window before going to bed.

"Whatever happened to using the front door?!"

"Where is the fun in that?" he winked at me ruefully, walking over to my bed and sitting next to me, "Besides what will Augusta think if I showed at her doorstep at this time of the night and demand her to let me in so that I can sleep in your room?"