All Chapters of My Brother’s Best Friend: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

You could ask me if I’m in love with my brother’s best friend and I would tell you with a straight face absolutely fucking not. Kane Wilder is my brother Landon’s best friend, a.k.a a pain in my fucking ass. I met him for the first time when I was six. He cut off one of my pigtails and when I ran to tell my parents he swore to them that I did it myself. They fucking believed him too and still to this day believe that I did it myself and just tried to blame it on him. I got him back by shaving one of his eyebrows off while he was sleeping. Since I’ve known him he has cut my hair, ruined three phones by throwing me in our pool fully clothed, drew a dick on my forehead in permanent marker before picture day, broke two of my fingers by practicing his karate on me, and the list goes on. He’s the main reason I’ve never really had a boyfriend. He’s like 6’4 and he loves to fight so everyone in high school was afraid of him. Kane has been in exactly four fights over me, one of them w

I squeeze my pillow tight around my head, trying to drown out the pounding on my door. I barely slept last night. Every time I closed my eyes, Kane's face was there again; too close, that stupid smirk, his voice in my ear.It's ridiculous. Why can't I stop thinking about it?? "Ughhh" I hear Lydia throw her covers off The least she can do is see who the hell is banging on the door since she ditched me last night. She opens the door and let's out another annoyed groan. "Great. It's you two" No. No. No! I immediately know who she's talking about.I hear feet running across the floor then two very large bodies dive on top of me. I've gotten used to it from years of them waking me up like this. "Get off!" I yell, but it's muffled by the pillow. I roll and one of them falls to the floor while the other wrestles with me to get the pillow off my head. I can't deal with them today, and by them I mean Kane. The pillow is ripped from my grip so I throw my arms over my eyes instead. "W

We manage to make it to the car before me and Kane start arguing, which is surprising because we are both fuming. “Who’s your new friend?” Here we go. He hates any guy that talks to me no matter who they are. “Not that it’s any of your business, but he was my freshman buddy.” It pisses me off that he runs off every guy I’m interested in. I should be able to have a love life just like him and Landon. “I don’t like him” He snarls “What’s new, Kane? You hate every guy that talks to me.” “Someone has to protect you from all the scumbags out there” I almost laugh because Kane himself is one of those scumbags. Protecting me from guy and preventing me from them are two totally different things, but Kane doesn't seem to understand the difference between the two. “Jordan isn’t a scumbag” He scoffs “That guy is textbook scumbag” “You know, I have this really fun thing you could start trying.” “Yeah, what’s that?” “It’s called minding your own fucking business!” “I’m sor

I need to write a letter to the dean and tell her that Mr. Edwards history class should qualify as a psychology class; psychological torture. He is insanely loud and if he notices someone sleeping he will break out into full blown opra that makes your eardrums feel like they are going to burst. I'm also ninety percent sure half of the "history facts" he teaches are bullshit. Still, it's impossible to fail, and with psychology kicking my ass this semester, I'll gladly take the easy credit. I check my phone and tell myself it's just to see what time it is, but truthfully I'm checking to see if Kane has text me yet. I'm actually getting a little bit worried about him. We've had plenty of fights over the years. We are pretty much serial arguers but we've never gone without talking. Even if it’s just passive-aggressive comments or bickering with each other. I guess that I could text him but it just feels like he's the one that should text me because I'm not the one that was in the

Jordan is a perfect gentleman. He opened the car door for me and gave me his phone to play music. He turns it down so we can still hear it but low enough to still be able to talk. The first few minutes were a little awkward and I regretted taking off my ring. It was stupid to feel like I couldn't wear it; it's not like Kane was my boyfriend. It's not a long drive to the theater so we just make some small talk about classes and summer plans. Jordan is taking a trip to Europe this summer; way cooler than spending two weeks at a cabin with two idiots. Thank god Lydia is coming. We pull into the parking lot and Jordan tell me not to move; then he runs around the car and opens my door for me. I guess chivalry isn't completely dead after all. When we get to the ticket booth I pull out my wallet but Jordan just shakes his head at me. "Did you want to get some popcorn?" "What's a movie without popcorn?" We are waiting in line when I hear the unmistakable voice of Kane fucking Wild