My Best Friend's Brother

Chapter 12

I stared up at my closet blankly. I had nothing to wear. What does one even wear to your best friend's house, that also just so happens to be the love of your life's house, but you had a massively awkward moment, now you're not exactly sure how anyone feels about you.

I wanted to reach for the big poofy dresses, because on the one hand, they were what I was pretty sure Nathan was into, and on the other, they were nice and conservative for his family and made me look like the perfect little daughter in law. The only problem was I couldn't get Jamie out of my head. His words kept circling around in my mind. Those dresses weren't me. I'm not modest and ladylike, and wild, bold and sexy, if they can't love me for me then are they even worth my time?

I decided I should wear the girly dresses, Pity I had thrown them out already.

Shit.

I ended up wearing a pair of black high waisted jeans with a maroon top. It may have been a bit low cut for his family, but the dark colors made my skin glow like dark honey. I needed to feel beautiful. I couldn't face that entire household if I felt like the toilet fairy.

I arrived at Em's house.

I took a moment before going inside. It felt like it had been forever, but everything looked exactly the same. Literally the only thing different was a little red car, which I guess wasn't even that different, Em's mom often had clients over.

I stepped into the house and was instantly greeted by the familiar smell of sandalwood. Even the smell of the house had stayed the same.

I went up to Em's room. A small part of me felt home. I'd been going here for so many years, and now I was back.

We chatted and hung out, and everything just felt right. We didn't speak about the event, or even that we hadn't spoken in months, it was like it never happened. I wanted to ask about Nathan; ask if he'd said anything about me, or asked about me. I knew he was definitely in the house, because I could hear noises coming from his room. If I listened carefully enough, it almost sounded like laughter. Pure, hysterical laughter.

He was always such a serious person that it was weird to hear him laughing. I wondered what he looked like when he laughed. I bet his beautiful blue eyes would twinkle, and his lips would pull back to expose his perfect teeth.

I heard his bedroom door creek open, footsteps, and then the bathroom door close. God, I knew this house so well I even knew what it sounded like when Nathan went to the bathroom. I guess I'd just been in love with him for so long that I'd memorized it.

The toilet flushed, that was my cue.

"I'm going to the bathroom," I lied. I just had to see him.

I stepped out of Emily's room right as the bathroom door opened.

I was stopped dead in my tracks.

There she was.

She was tall. Much taller than I had guessed.

Her features were delicate and doll like.

Her skin was pale and creamy, just like it had been that night on Nathan's computer screen.

"Hi," she smiled down at me.

I stood there.

Like a bloody idiot I just stood there.

"Sorry," I shoved passed her and slammed the bathroom door behind me.

What?

Who?

My knees shook and I fell down onto the toilet.

She wasn't a porn star he had just found. She was a real girl. A real girl who apparently he knew.

I wanted to lie to myself and say that she was probably just a friend or something, but I had seen him jacking off to a video of her touching herself.

Oh god, it wasn't a video. It was a video call!

Shit.

Maybe it wasn't serious. I mean I'd never heard of her before, surely if it was serious. She couldn't have been around for too long.

I felt myself heaving before I even realized that I was crying. Big ugly tears fell down my cheeks. He was supposed to be mine. How could he had gone and found someone else? We were meant to be.

I loved him. I loved him more than words could say, but I'm the few months that I had been away, he'd gone and found someone else.

Stupid little skank.

We were meant to be and there he was chasing some stupid skank.

I hated her for steeling my man.

I hated him for finding someone else.

I hated myself for not acting quicker.

He could have been mine. He should have been mine.

My initial shock had burned out, and all I was left with was rage and fury.

I needed answers. Was she some casual hookup or did I have to wait for them to breakup after a month or so?

I splashed cold water on my face to hide the fact that I'd been crying and went to Em's room.

"Who's that girl I just saw?" I asked as casually as I could muster.

"Oh, that's Nathan's girlfriend, Olivia" she said, "Apparently they've been together for years, but because he's so bloody private he's only started bringing her around recently."

What?

"He told my mom about her, but that's about it." She said. "Although I did have my suspicions."

And with that, my world crumbled.

Three years?

I'd been in love with him for so long and I didn't know he had a girlfriend for three fucking years?

Did I even know him at all?

All this time I had been saving myself for him and he had been getting some? Not just like a hookup, but a long term relationship.

Well shit.

What do I do now?

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Hi guys.

Sorry this chapter is up a day late. The next chapter is probably going to be a bit different, but I really hope you enjoy it.

Please let me know what you thought of this chapter, and if you saw this little twist coming.