My Best Friend's Brother // Young Love Book 1 ✔️

My Best Friend's Brother Ch. 22

Chapter 22

It was incredibly sunny. The sun had no mercy and there wasn't a single spec in the sky. I was at the beach with a pair of shorts on, wearing a loose-fitting graphic tee. My flip flops were lying around somewhere with the beach towels and bags. I was having so much fun that I didn't even care about them all that much. The waves were absolutely slapping the sand and birds were everywhere. Though, I wouldn't have it any other way. It was Felix who made it all better. He was like the light at the end of the tunnel, a miracle worker of some sort.

"Do you wanna know a secret?" he asked with sad eyes, even though he was half-smiling. It didn't quite reach his pretty green eyes and I just knew something bad was coming.

"Do tell," I replied anxiously, swallowing audible. I never was good at coping with stress.

Felix took my hand in his and he pulled us down to sit on the sand, facing the brilliant blue of the sea. My heart was growing erratic as every second ticked by. Sighing, he said, "You know, you're one of the most amazing people I've ever met in my life." There was a lengthy pause and I died a thousand times during that silence. "You'll always have a special place in my heart, Elouise."

By then, I was already panicking. This conversation was starting to sound like a goodbye and I don't know any reason as to why it would. "You're dumping me, aren't you?" I inquired, though I didn't sound like myself. I sounded dead and emotionless, altogether defeated.

"No, I'm not. I just wanted to tell you that we're moving to Seattle soon," he said very quietly.

My head snapped up immediately. My mouth was hanging ajar but no words came out, except for one. "When?" I asked, fearing what he would say next.

Felix looked away, the wind caressing his light blonde hair. "In three days," he murmured, his voice reduced to almost a whisper.

I wanted to argue. I wanted to hit him upside the head. I wanted to scream and ask him why he couldn't have informed me any sooner. But I didn't. I just sat there with silent tears. Our hands were interlaced and we held on tight, the same way you hold on to safety bars when riding terrifying theme park rides. Instead of speaking, we just kept on quietly sitting on the sand. We watched until the sea swallowed the sun - until all that was left was darkness and the sound of our beating hearts.

It was like a funeral - a sad, gut-twisting funeral. I guess it was, in a sick, twisted way. That night, we let our grief bottle-up the beginning of our newfound love and toss it in the ocean with heavy stones that would drag it to the very bottom. I knew I was right. That day...it was a day for goodbye.

I woke up with tear-stained cheeks. It's still a bit dark, but you could see the light coming up. I closed my eyes again, thinking that this was Charlie's fault. That boy, he had a way of making people remember - even the ones people didn't want to tap into again. It makes me wonder what it would be like if I chose not to do what I did that managed to change everything. If I didn't take the path that I took, maybe things would've worked out much better. I didn't know what I was thinking when I agreed to be Felix' girlfriend. Part of me wondered if it was the girl who was afraid of loneliness that answered him; the one that got excited at the thought of someone willing to love her. The other part wanted to blame it on my curiosity. Maybe I just wanted to know if love was real; if love was as real a concept as tuxedo wearing dogs. You know, like testing out the water first.

Today, Mr Brower was going to announce the next challenge. I don't think there's going to be an assembly, but you don't know with that man. He's as weird as they come. I still have no clue of who this persuasive person is. If you ask me, I'd say that any of the guys can manipulate you.