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

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The bass thumped through the floor, vibrating up through my legs as I pushed my way through the crowded club. I needed to get away from him. Luke was too close. I was too close. Luke e like a black hole; whenever he's near, I get sucked into him. Was I going to let him take me against the wall in a nightcles? M I was being completely honest-probably.

Neon lights flashed erratically, making me lose focus. I turned around, trying to pinpoint in what direction I was heading, but it didn't really matter as long as I was away from him.

My pulse was racing, and not because I felt anxiety creep in but because that's how I felt every time Luke and I were in the same room together.

I finally saw red curls and brown hair matching my best friends. They were at the foot of the staircase, and I weaved through the sea of writhing bodies to get to them.

I couldn't figure out what they were doing until I passed the last barricade of swaying people and almost slammed right into them.

"Finally! I was looking everywhere!" I yelled over the music, but something was off. Sam looked up, and I could see it plastered on her face. Laura was in her arms, and her shoulders were shaking.

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could read the question on my face, she nodded. When Laura looked up and turned around, her face was red and blotchy, tears streaking down her cheeks. Sam had one arm around her shoulders, trying to comfort her, but it wasn't working. "Laura..." I stepped closer, my

going too, but Sam answered for her. "Josh... he just told

chick named Melanie. He confessed to all of it and then had

up inside me, spreading like bad rot. My brother promised me; he promised that he wouldn't do this to her. My hands started to shake as rage consumed me. How could he do this? How could he lie so easily?

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automatically. It's not like I stood a chance. He was twice

a hand on his shoulder, and then it all fell into place-the last little

Luke was gone. He was

I could see it, the message plastered behind

my vision narrowing, and before I

as my palm connected with Josh's cheek vibrated through my arm followed by a shooting pain. I refused to show him that it hurt me to slap him and just let my

react, didn't even flinch. He just stood there, staring at Laura, his eyes filled with some pathetic excuse for guilt. Almost a tear, but not quite. But I wasn't done. I turned on Luke, my blood boiling over.

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