Todos los capítulos de Tempting My Brother’s Best Friend: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

The front door slammed behind Jake.The sound hung there for a second. Then nothing.Mia’s mom let out a long sigh and rubbed her temples. “Jesus, Jake…”Her dad just sat there, staring at the door like it might open again. He looked wiped out.Mia stayed quiet, hidden phone heavy in her lap under the table.Her mom finally spoke, voice tired. “Mia… honey. That post. It’s ugly. People are already laughing at it.”“I saw,” Mia muttered.Her dad leaned forward. “We’re not screaming right now, okay? But you gotta see how this looks. You and Ethan sneaking around in our house. Lying to us. To Jake. And now the whole college is reading about it like it’s entertainment.”Mia didn’t look up. She just nodded once.Her mom sighed again. “We love you. You know that. But this… it’s getting out of hand. Jake’s hurting. Sarah’s hurting. And now strangers online are making jokes about our family.”Her dad rubbed his face hard. “Hand over the phone, Mia. The one Jake took. And any other one you’ve g

Mia stayed in her room most of the day. She kept checking the hidden phone, reading Ethan’s replies, but she didn’t say anything about the pregnancy scare. Not yet.Downstairs, things got worse.Her mom was on the phone in the kitchen. Mia could hear her voice through the floor.“Yes… hi, it’s Laura Thompson. Ethan’s mom? … Yes, we need to talk. Today if possible. … No, it can’t wait. Your son and my daughter… it’s bad. Really bad. Can you come over with Ethan? … Okay. See you in an hour.”Mia’s stomach dropped. She sat on the edge of her bed, hands shaking.An hour later, the doorbell rang.Her dad opened the door. Ethan’s mom walked in first, looking nervous. Ethan followed behind her, bruises still dark on his face. He looked at the floor.Jake was in the living room. The second he saw Ethan, he shot up from the couch.“You’ve got some fucking nerve showing up here,” Jake growled.He charged straight at Ethan, fist already pulled back.“Jake!” their dad yelled. He jumped between th

Mia stared at her phone in bed, thumb hovering over Ethan’s last text. Maybe we should listen to them. At least for now.She waited for a reply to her message but didn't get it, even though he had seen it. She scoffed and typed fast. Mia: That’s bullshit. You don’t get to decide for both of us after everything. We need to talk. In person. She sent it, then tossed the phone on the pillow like it burned her hand. No reply came. Typical.Days went by fast and school resumed. Mia checked her phone again. Four days. Four days since she sent that first message, and then three more after it.Mia: We need to talk.Mia: You can’t just ghost me after everything.Mia: Ethan please.No replies. Nothing.She shoved the phone in her pocket and went downstairs. Her dad was rinsing his coffee mug. Mom leaned against the counter.“You’re really going in today?” Mom asked.“Yeah,” Mia said, grabbing her bottle. “I’m not hiding in the house like I did something wrong. People can stare all they wa

Mia got home late after sitting in the truck for almost an hour. Her mom took one look at her stained shirt and the tired lines on her face and didn’t even ask questions. Just heated up leftovers and set them in front of her.Jake didn’t come down for dinner. Good.She ate in silence, phone face down. Another unknown number had texted her during the drive home. Something about karma. She blocked it. It was definitely Sarah and her cohorts.Next morning she almost didn’t go. But skipping felt like losing, so she went anyway. But this time not with Jake. He had left her and she had no choice than to drive her car. She barely drove it. Campus looked cleaner. Most of the posters were gone, but the damage wasn’t. People still stared. Someone had written “Mia Thompson” on a bathroom stall with her number underneath. She found it during break and spent ten minutes scrubbing it off with wet paper towels.By lunch she was done. She sat alone at the edge of the quad, picking at a sandwich when

Ethan stayed in his truck even after Jake pulled up behind him. The headlights stayed on for a long minute before cutting off. Jake got out slow, hands in his pockets. No yelling yet. That felt worse. Ethan stepped out too. “You said you wanted to talk.” Jake stopped halfway up the driveway. The streetlight caught the side of his face. He looked tired more than pissed. “Yeah. I do.” Jake kicked at a loose rock. “This is fucked, man. All of it.” Ethan leaned back against his truck. “You think I don’t know that?” “We’ve been friends since sixth grade. You remember when my dad took us camping and you fell in the river trying to show off?” Jake gave a short laugh that died quick. “Now I can’t even look at you without wanting to swing again. Because of my sister.” “I remember,” Ethan said quietly. “I remember a lot of shit. That’s why this sucks so bad.” Jake nodded but didn’t come closer. “She’s not some random girl, Ethan. She’s Mia. She used to beg us to let her play basketball w