In Love With My Best Friend

CHAPTER ONE: DECEITFUL

I had always loved my bestfriend (Saint) as a brother... at least I thought so until he got a girlfriend. Then I felt something I never had felt before... jealousy.

I tried not to fall asleep as Saint, his girlfriend Mia, and I watched Arrow. I remember when it used to be just Saint and I watching movies. It felt like we were just two friends hanging out. There was no tension or awkwardness, but now as I sat on one side of the couch while Saint and Mia cuddled on the other side I felt like the third wheel and awkward.

I didn't mind Mia it's just ever since Saint has been dating her it's like all his attention was on her now. A true friend would be happy for him right? Why wasn't I?

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mia on Saints lap leaning against his chest dozing off as Saint played with her wavy blonde hair.

They weren't even paying attention to the movie! I was... mad... for some reason. Then I realized... am I... jealous?!

I almost chocked on the coke I was drinking and excused myself to go upstairs to my room. Saint and I lived in the same house together... it's not what you think though. Both of our moms are single parents and bonded over that and raised me and Saint together plus we lived in a mansion so it's not like it was a tiny house. Almost my whole 15 years of my life I had grown up with Saint. Saint was only a year and a half older (17) and Mia was almost 17. I scowled at the thought of her name.

I scribbled in my journal about how I thought I loved Saint and how I was jealous that he had a girlfriend. Then I jumped into the shower and quickly washed my body and hair. When I got out I changed into some Nike shorts with an oversized shirt that had a picture of a baseball and a quote that said "don't let something good slip through your hands" well that wasn't making my situation any better.

I obviously wasn't going to tell Saint because he had a girlfriend and even if he didn't I would be too embarrassed because I was 99% sure he didn't love me back that way.

I sighed as I climbed my way into bed and snuggled up in the covers. I closed my eyes and then I turned around a Saint was laying down beside me. "I love you" he whispered. My mouth fell open in shock. He tucked a strand of my short chocolate brown hair behind my ear and I blushed and smiled sheepishly. Then Mia bursted into the room and smacked me across the face.

Then all of a sudden I heard Saint whispering my name "Julia, Jules". I woke up abruptly to him taping my shoulder. It was a dream. That explains a lot. I sighed and turned around so my back was to him. "Hey I just wanted to make sure your okay. You kinda rushed upstairs pretty quickly." He said softly. "What time is it" I grunted "12:06" he replied. "You should probably get back to Mia" I said "yeah" he sighed as he walked out of my room shutting the door quietly behind him. Our Moms must be asleep.
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The Next Morning

I woke up and was about to throw on a pair of sweat pants and a hoodie since it had gotten colder but then a lightbulb went of in my head.

I could hear Mia and Saint downstairs giggling and kissing. Ew. I rolled my eyes even thought they couldn't see them. I walked across the hallway and to the right a few doors down till I came to Saints room. I slowly opened his door and quickly tip toed across his floor. I opened his closet and pulled out one of his sweatshirts that he wears pretty often.

I snuck back to my room and threw on some sweatpants and his sweatshirt.

As I walked downstairs into the kitchen I tried not to grin as I saw out of the corner of my eye Mia staring at my...well Saints sweatshirt. Saint didn't seemed fazed since I had borrowed his clothes plenty of times before.

I casually asked Saint what time it was. "11:00am" he shrugged. I saw a plate of pancakes that I was pretty sure Saint had made for Mia since it had blueberries in it which I always lied to everyone and said I was allergic too so I could have better things in my pancakes like chocolate chips.

Saint knew that I wasn't really allergic to blueberries because he could tell when I was lying yet he still made chocolate chip ones for me whenever we had pancakes. Saint was cooking up one that was my favorite kind (chocolate chip). Saint turned around his back to the stove as he stared at Mia admiring her beauty. I almost fake gagged but decided I had a better Idea.

I took my fork and stabbed it into Mia's pancake, lifted it up to my mouth and took the biggest bite I could. I tried so hard not to laugh as I saw her alarmed face.

Her mouth fell open as she gawked at her now bitten pancake, but it gets better. Her mouth and eyes only got wider as I spit out the mouth full of pancake I had onto the rest of her pancake and said "ew blueberry I'm allergic!"

Then Mia got mad. I had never seen her angry before and I actually felt kind of bad. Saint gave me a dirty look while he tried to calm Mia down saying he could easily make her another one.

While all this commotion was going on my pancake burnt. I knew I deserved it though, but I had no regrets. Saint calmly stated "eat it or don't" with a hit of anger in his voice.

I sighed as I dumbed it into the trash and grabbed an apple out of the fridge as I headed outside.

When I got outside I went to our backyard which was huge. After about a minute of walking I made it to my destination; the tree with the swing on it. I sat on the swing and started eating my apple my back facing the house.

I thought I heard footsteps in the distance but there was grass all over the ground cushioning anyone who walked on it so it was hard to tell.

Then all of a sudden someone from behind me yanked my hood choking me for a second. I stumbled and turned around surprised to see Mia standing in front of me. Usually she was pretty shy and didn't like confrontation.

"You bratty little kid!" She screeched at me. I was token back by surprised but managed to reply "you know your only a year and a half older than me" "you stole my boyfriends sweatshirt and then ate my pancake he made me!" she smacked me right across the face. I was about to smack her back when Saint came running out.

Mia saw me looking behind her and glanced back at the house. When she saw Saint she quickly screamed while she fell down and started crying. I was confused at what she was doing at first but when Saint finally caught up with us he kissed the top of her head before yelling at me.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?!" He yelled angrily. I was token back by surprise. Believe it or not in the 15 1/2 years we have spent together he had never raised his voice at me like that. Yes we had gotten into little fights here and there before but he never yelled at me.

"I'm disappointed in you" he shook his head before trying to help Mia up who whimpered in pain as she limped back to the house.

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