My sexy neighbour

My sexy neighbour

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"Damn Lesley isn't that Alex the star quarterback moving into that house right next to yours" my best friend Ava asked with her mouth full of food. Looking through the window to see if what she said was really true, not knowing that one simple move was going to change my entire life forever. The same time I look trough the window Alex look up and we made eye contact for the first time after going the same school for several years , he flashed me a breathtaking smile and a wink making my knees go weak. "Did you see that he gave you a wink not to mention a breathtaking smile" yelled my best friend Ava. "Yeah I saw alright........But I'm just trying to believe myself" I said "We're going to have a hell of a lot of fun wit mister fabulous over there being our neighbour"Ava said smirking. Nor did I even thought that this statement will be true and hurt so bad.
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In the beginning, there was death. The darkness flows from hues of purple and orange, the moon rising to kiss the sun's rays one last time as the darkest cloud of night I've ever seen falls over our tiny haven. I catch Will's face from the side of my vision and my heart tightens slightly. The tick of his jaw wouldn't be noticeable for anyone but me. His best friend, his lifeline. A solemn tear forms in my eye as he wipes his face, another tear falling for the family he lost. I love him. Utterly and desperately so, but, there's nothing I can do about that. The ultimate forbidden fruit, if you will. I reach to comfort him and he doesn't respond. I open my mouth to speak and he looks my way, but the gleam in his dark brown eyes hits the moonlight just right and I fall. My voice escapes my throat and I can't do it. I've tried for years to tell him. 10 years, actually. All this time, I hopelessly remained devoted to a ghost who had given the best of himself to a fiery red-head with a sassy personality and the body of a supermodel. For 10 years, I held to the desperate thought that maybe, just maybe, he'd be someone I could count on. Instead, I watched him marry my best friend, smiled as they welcomed their son. Stood, holding that beautiful boy as his mother was in the first round of executions after the beginning of the Revelation. Helped heal Will's wounds in the aftermath. Cried, clutching the tear-stained shirt of my best friend as his son took his last staggering breath in that first harsh winter. The guilt of my emotions crawl through me. My heart twisting in regret, guilt, desperation, and grief. I loved my best friend. She was so much more than that; she was my family. In this dystopian quick read, join a group of people desperate to recapture their freedom and end a tyrant's reign.

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