Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

CHAPTER 41 JESS

Lying on my bed, I scrolled aimlessly through my feed, trying to distract myself from the turmoil inside me. The morning had been a whirlwind, and I was still reeling

from the confrontation with Luke. My thoughts were a chaotic mess, making it impossible to focus on anything for more than a few seconds.

Suddenly, a message popped up on my screen, causing my heart to skip a beat.

Luke: Jess. We need to talk.

I stared at the message, my fingers hovering over the keyboard. The last thing I wanted was to talk to him, especially after everything that had happened. I locked my phone and threw it beside me on the bed, taking a deep breath to calm myself. But my phone pinged again, making my heart race.

Luke: Jessica. Just answer the phone.

Anger surged through me, fueled by the frustration and hurt that had been building all morning. I grabbed my phone and typed back furiously.

Me: NO

I sent the message, hoping it would be enough to deter him. But within seconds, his name flashed across the screen. He was calling me.

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I hesitated, my thumb hovering over the "Decline" button. But something inside me-maybe curiosity, maybe the need for closure-made me swipe to answer.

"What do you want, Luke?" I snapped, not bothering to hide my anger.

his voice softer than I expected,

say to you," I

me out," he

spat back. "How you pretended to care about

said, frustration

completely. But another part of me needed to hear

weight of the morning's events pressing

11:30- you

tree house. Our old fort. I

back a

Me: FINE

the table like a normal family who did this all the time. But the truth was far from it. My parents were rarely home, and

piece of pizza and swallowed hard. "Yeah. I

few offers, and so did Luke," he beamed, and my dad immediately

my mother tapping away on her tablet. "Hun," she said, pulling my dad's attention.

I dropped my pizza

at all," I mumbled, storming off to my room. I knew it was childish, but I needed my parents. I needed my mother. I needed to tell her what happened with

my face. The hurt and anger bubbled up, and I

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CHATTER #1

and I glared at the screen through

I'll see you

want to go, but something inside me pushed me to get

the bathroom, splashing cold water on my face. I

saying anything to Josh now that they were... whatever they were.