My Bestfriend's Brother Shouldn't Know How I Taste

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Bailey's pov

His words made my pulse race and the strong emotions he poured into them made me melt, knowing he meant every single word.

I stared at Kaleb in awe, my heart knowing that it belonged to him and as his eyes meet mine, the emotions he poured in his words showed in the depths of his soul.

" I finally went after what I want Mira," He whispered, his eyes shinning with so much strong emotions even I felt them through me. Returning his gaze to his sister, he uttered softly. " And I'm sorry, but I won't let her go."

Mira breathed in sharply, takes a step back, shakes her head and whips around. Her eyes land on me, standing there and her eyes are dead. It makes my chest hurt and I tried to pull air into my lungs to help me breath.

She looks at me in betrayal, anger and pain. With a shake to her head, she uttered over her shoulder. " Just take me home, I don't want to be here any longer." She rips her eyes off me and storms to Kaleb's car.

Every step she takes, it feels like the thread that tied our friendship together was slowly tearing. It was an invisible threat but I could feel it, I could sense it and I knew that if we didn't speak our hearts out now, that thread will always remain ripped.

I couldn't let years of friendship go down the drain. There must be someway to get to her. To get her to see that Kaleb and I were just too people in love. Two people that finally wanted to express what we felt for each other.

Two people who finally gave in to what they truly want.

Which was each other.

We just wanted each other.

Why can't she see that?

" Mira," I whispered in pain, stopping her before she could open the car door. She freezes, her shoulders stiff. I waited for her to turn around but she doesn't. Feeling the weight in my chest from hurting, my eyes drop to the ground, my voice croaking out.

" I wanted to tell you."

The pain I felt in my heart was intense. I didn't want to lose Mira. I didn't want to lose my best friend for something that can be resolved.

My vision blurs and i know I am about to cry again. " I wanted to tell you when it first started. I'm sorry."

She stares at me silently, sadly giving me that disappointed glare. " He's just going to hurt you, you know that right?" She murmurs low, her voice as croaky as mine. " And you're just going to come right back to me when he does."

I lift my eyes in surprise and she turns around. Tears are running down her face and I know I am the same way. " But when you do it will be too late." She shook her head. " I warned you, I told you what kind of a player my brother is. I told you he doesn't love the girls he sleeps with. He-

" You're wrong." I said firmly, shaking my head as I stared at her in disbelief. " He's not like that at all Mira. I wish one day you can see your brother for who he really is."

Mirabella loved her brother, I knew she did. Anyone would be a fool to think she didn't. But I understand why she sees Kaleb as a bad guy, despite loving him as a sister should. She didn't trust

that he'd stay faithful to me.

Growing up Kaleb had always been a player and the results were all the girls who got hurt would always come to her. Mira never enjoyed being the one to wipe the girls tears and disliked when some would pretend to be her friend just to get to Kaleb. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

So in a way, I understand why she thought I made a bad decision and why she thought she's protecting me in her own way.

Her eyes are slightly wide from being surprised that I cut her off and stunned by my defensive words. Seeing how I do not take them back and apologize, she nod and snorted. " I tried to save you from pain and heartache Bailey." She turned around and opened the door. " But I see you've made your decision."

" Don't come back crying to me," She said over her shoulder, her tone a bit sad and disappointed. " I won't be the one to wipe your tears. You chose him. You chose him over our friendship. "

I swallowed as I watch her get in the car and buckle herself securely and as I stared at her, something rips from my throat. " And I'd choose him again."

She looks up at me in surprise and I leveled my gaze with determination for her to see that I meant every word that ripped out from my throat. " Because he's worth it."