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

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FROM BAD TOO WORSE

FROM BAD TOO WORSE LUKE

A deafening crack rang out as Sarah pulled the trigger. The bullet ricocheted off the ceiling, sending shards of plaster raining down. Jess screamed, clutching Laura, both dropping to the floor.

"No!" I roared, my heart hammering as I launched myself at Sarah.

I slammed into her, knocking the gun from her hand as it skidded across the kitchen floor. Sarah shrieked, thrashing wildly beneath me. Her nails scraped against my arms and face, but I didn't let go, pinning her to the ground with every ounce of strength I had. "You ruined everything!" she screamed, her voice raw and cracking. "This was supposed to fix it! You don't understand, Luke! I was trying to help you!"

Her voice spiraled into incoherent sobs, the desperation in her words cutting through the chaos.

"Josh!" I bellowed, not daring to look away from Sarah. "Get the gun!"

But Josh wasn't listening.

"Oh my God," he whispered, his voice trembling. "There's blood- Luke, Laura's been shot!"

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a punch to the gut. I whipped my head toward Jess and Josh. Jess was pressing her hands against Laura's side, her face pale with terror. Blood seeped between her fingers, staining her dress and pooling on the floor beneath. Laura. Josh was kneeling beside her, his hands hovering uselessly over Laura's wound. His face was ashen, panic etched into

babe," he murmured, his voice breaking as he tried to

lips trembling,

off me!" Sarah shrieked, dragging my attention back to her. She bucked against my hold, but I pressed

sound of sirens grew louder, piercing the air and drowning out Sarah's frantic rambling. A second later, heavy footsteps pounded

Hands where we can see

I yelled, my voice raw

One of them grabbed me by the shoulder,

jerking my chin toward Sarah

her hands behind

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"You don't understand! I was trying to

her, snapping cuffs around her wrists

and eerie now, her wild eyes locking

voice

hair from her face. Jess was still pressing against the wound, her face streaked with tears. "Paramedics!" Josh shouted toward the door, his voice breaking. "We

and medical kits. The sight of them brought a wave

over me.

Jess stammered, her voice cracking as she looked up at

Jess aside, taking over with practiced efficiency. Another began checking Laura's vitals, speaking in calm, clinical

to move, his hands still on Laura's shoulders, his face hovering close to hers. "You're okay, babe," he murmured again, his voice choked.