Chasing After My Best Friend’s Sister

Mia's POV

"I can't do this anymore, Mia; I'm done with you."

I'm done with you? I couldn't believe what I was hearing. No. We can't be done this way.

"You're done with me?" I asked sarcastically.

"You can't do what exactly anymore? Tell me what it is you're not doing anymore Dylan! I want to know. You know how much I like you and you know I kept my virginity for you. I kept it for you, and you gladly took it; now you're telling me you're done? Is this some sick joke?."

"I'm not joking right now Mia, and you should get over this whole "I let you take my virginity" shit for f*cks sake. I didn't beg you to keep it for me and it's not anything special anyway. It was just a tight fresh p*ssy then. Now it's less tight, thanks to me", he smirked.

I scoffed, feeling my cheeks heat up. "It's nothing special? Really? That's all you have to say? I can't believe this. Are you ending things because you can't stop seeing me as your best friend's sister? Is that it?"

He laughed. "You sent me to the moon when you had my d*ck in your mouth, Mia, so you're seen more as a pro throat goat than some little sister."

I'd liked Dylan since we were kids, he was my first and last crush because I didn't like anyone else after him. The first time he came over, I was seven and he was the same age as my brother, Fourteen. I thought I just had a crush that would die, but as I grew older, my crush on him developed into something more. I fell so deeply in love with him and I still love him. But here he was, breaking my heart like it's nothing, after giving me hope.

"I just can't do this with you anymore Mia. Don't take it personally, it's not you at all, it's me."

I was so hurt to hear that from him that I almost broke down in tears, but not today, I definitely won't cry.

"So we're supposed to just end things and move on? You want to hurt both of us for what? How can you let go of someone you love so easily?"

He scoffed, then said, "Trust me, Mia, I know my feelings well, and I'm sure I don't love you."

I gasped in shock and disbelief. "I don't believe you. No. You love me."

I refused to believe what he was saying, it can't be true. He sounds so sincere, but I don't want to believe it; he said he loves me back countless times, so why.....

"It's my feelings, Mia. You can't force me to love you, baby girl."

I closed my eyes as the tears I'd been trying so hard to hold in fell freely, reminding me of all the times I'd spent crying over our relationship.

"Why are you doing this to us right now? Why are you doing this to me? I need to know, Dylan; let me know so if it's something we can work out, something we can fix, we can try-."

He interrupted me and said the last thing I expected him to say, "You want to know? Okay then. I f*cked someone else."

Dylan's POV

"I don't believe you!"

"Come on Mia, stop being such a baby!"

She was trying her best to calm herself down and stop crying by taking deep breaths.

"Okay then who did you f*ck?"

"Would it matter or change anything if I told you?."

"Then why the f*ck are you trying to use it as an excuse to end things with me?"

I sighed, "Look, Mia. I'm not good for you at all. I've never been good enough for you, so you should move on and meet a better guy closer to your age."

"Oh wow! You're not good for me?! I remember you telling me that I'm yours and you're the only one good enough for me every time we slept together. So what's with this bullsh*t?"

"You should be grateful someone like me is the first guy you sleep with kid.", I laugh

"You...you...oh you selfish insensitive as*hole!"

"Oh, come on, Mia, get over it. What do you want me to do or say right now? I should tell you I love you when I don't. Grow up, please! All the times I said I love you was while we were f*cking, it's not like I meant it. You're more naive than I thought, baby girl."

"How are you able to say these hurtful things to me, Dylan? Okay, I get that you don't love me, but you know how much I love you. You know I need you too. So why? Can't we just work things out? Please"

I hated the fact I knew all this, and I hated the way I was hurting her, but I just had to get this over with.

"Did you f*ck someone else? Did you cheat on me or you're just looking for some excuse to leave m-."

"Cheat on you? Wake up Mia, stop being so f*cking delusional. We're not even together so how is this cheating on you.", I forced a laugh

I knew how much Mia loved me, but I just couldn't do this anymore.

The sneaking around and the lies, everything was just too much. I couldn't continue lying to her brother; he's been my best friend since we were kids; he stood up for me when I was being bullied, then he introduced me to his family, and they've been nice to me since then. They took me in as their own. How would they react if they ever found out the broken kid they took care of was fucking around with their only daughter?

I was hurting her in a terrible and unforgivable way, and I was struggling to hold myself from drawing her into my arms and telling her I didn't mean any of it. I want to hold her and tell her how much I love her too, but I just can't.

It was easier to pretend she was just my overprotective best friend's baby sister, who's also like a sister to me, than to let her be my woman.

I'd been waiting patiently for when she'd become a woman, so when she'd finally turned eighteen a year ago, I let go and quickly indulged in my sweetest sin, which was Mia.

My feet moved on their own towards her, when I got to her, I swept the hair away from her face and wiped away her tears. She looked so beautiful even when she was crying.

I had to get over with things fast; my emotions might betray me anytime soon, and I couldn't risk that. I needed to let her know I was going to disappear from her life. I had to leave her life while I still could, so she could move on. So we could both move on. F*ck, I needed my Mia so bad, but it wasn't right. It never felt right.

I pulled her closer to me in my arms, our faces and lips inches apart. I wanted to close the gap between us with a kiss, but I couldn't. Instead, I told her, "I'm leaving soon, Mia."

Her beautiful light brown eyes widened in shock and disbelief.

"You're leaving? You can't leave, why do you want to leave? Where are you going?"

"I just need to sort my life out, and I need to get away from you too. I'm not getting any younger, little one. You don't expect me to keep f*cking around with you. I need to find a wife, I want a family of my own. I can't start a family with you Mia, you're like a sister to me"

She stifled back a sob. "I'm like a sister to- f*ck that! Who c*ms all over their sister's face? Please, Dylan, you can't go. You're joking again this time, right? Please don't leave me" She leaned in to kiss me, but I shifted my head back.

"I'm not joking Mia. I'm leaving"

"Well no! You...you can't leave now Dylan, because...well because...I'm pregnant"

Again with the fake pregnancy sh*t.

"Come on, Mia.", I laughed," That trick is so old, plus it's so obvious when you lie so give it a rest. I'm leaving this time for real."

She started crying again, "But you promised to stay, Dylan; you said we'd work things out together, so why....."

"I have to leave Mia, but before I go, you need to know this..." What I'd say to her would break her precious heart but I had to do it. I didn't have a choice.

I looked into her eyes and leaned in like I wanted to kiss her. She closed her eyes, waiting for the kiss. I knew she wanted badly, but I stopped and told her coldly, "I never loved you, Mia. I just wanted to fuck a fresh tight pussy. So thanks for that, but now your pussy isn't enticing to me anymore, so I gotta move on to my next catch. Stop pestering me with your useless emotions and get something else to do."

I quickly let her out of my arms and turned away before she could say anything; it's not like there was anything she could say anyway, but I had to leave her there.

I had to leave.