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

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Laura had been in long-term care for a week, and so far, things were steady. Better than steady, even, considering the circumstances. The respiratory therapist said her lungs were improving, and the physiotherapist was working on keeping her body from succumbing to stiffness. Small victories, but victories nonetheless.

I'd done everything I could to make the room feel more like home-her favorite pillow, the scent of her perfume faintly lingering in the air, and her music softly playing in the background. It wasn't much, but it was Laura. Pieces of her that I hoped would remind her, wherever she was, of the life waiting for her.

Asha had taken to the routine better than I expected. Jess had been a lifesaver, keeping her happy and cared for while I balanced the hospital and practice with Luke.

This weekend, though, was different. Playoffs were here, and for the first time since this nightmare began, I wouldn't be by Laura's side.

I sat beside her bed, my hands fidgeting with hers. Her fingers were warm but unresponsive, resting limp in mine. The steady beep of the monitors filled the silence, each one a reminder of the battle her body was fighting.

"Laura," I began, my voice thick with emotion. "I promise you, if I

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could, I'd be right here with you this weekend. But I need to play, babe.

I paused, brushing my thumb over the back of her hand. "Asha deserves the best, and this dad-he needs to work. You'd understand that, wouldn't you? I know you would. You've always been the strong one, always knew what had to be done, even when it was hard." My voice cracked, but I pressed on. "I love you, Laura. I love you so damn much. And I'll be back here sooner than you think. I'll play my heart out for you, for Asha, for us."

lingering for a moment. The scent of her shampoo still faintly clung

my hair as I straightened up. The weight of leaving her-even for just a couple of days- pressed heavily

barely audible over the hum of the machines. "You've got this.

that hallway felt heavier than the last, like I was dragging a part of myself away from her. I shoved my hands into my pockets, my mind spinning with the usual whirlwind of guilt, hope, and frustration. I wasn't paying attention-too wrapped up in my own head- when I

sounded as the person's

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scattering papers everywhere.

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I said, immediately crouching down

no, it's fine! I wasn't looking where I was going either," a soft

with a

it," I hissed,

God, are you okay?" she asked, her voice

concern.

ponytail. For a split second, my brain played tricks on me, and I thought it was Laura kneeling

slightly pink. "Guess I'm not doing great at keeping

crouched there like an idiot.

was wrong with me? I shook my head and reached

"Here," I muttered.

hair behind