Saved By My Brother’s Best Friend Novels & Stories

I came back to the present evening, as my brother, very annoyingly, demanded for his shoes. "Yeah, I washed them and put them out to dry; they were stinking up the house." Simon rolled his eyes at me. ********** "I have something to tell you, but you'll kill me." These words were uttered by my best friend, Kylie. We were sitting in my room, enjoying the fresh, warm cookies Kylie's mom had sent for me, whilst completing our calculus homework. Kylie's parents had been the only adults who had taken care of Simon and me without any ulterior motives ever since the accident. Over time, Kylie and I grew extremely close to each other, so much so that now she is the one person I blindly trust.

"You think I wanted to lie to you? I didn't, but I really love your sister, man. She's my life, and I know you are angry, no more like furious as if you are going to kill me right now, and I might let you. Not because I can't fight with you. I can, and you know it, but I will let you because I would prefer choosing death than losing her, Zacharias. And losing you You are the only sincere friend I have, my best friend. You're like a brother to me, who knows literally everything about me, every secret. I know I broke your trust by going after your sister, but I couldn't help it, Zach. I love her more than anything. My heart only wants her.

I reply. “Where did you go?” He asks. “Just somewhere” I reply. “Okay, where is that somewhere?” He asks I smile, “I went to spend time with my brother and his wife” I text back. “That’s nice, so when will you be back?” He asks. “Not sure of the exact time, but I’ll be back before 8pm” “Alright, have fun” he replies

Henry said sharply, “Monica is the one I loved before you limped into my life pretending to be a savior. She’s back now, and she’s staying.” I almost laughed. Not because it was funny, but because it was sick. That day, three years ago, I saw him walking, dazed, into traffic. I didn’t think. I threw myself forward, pushed him out of the way, and the truck hit me instead. My legs were shattered, my spine cracked, and I spent months in recovery. I didn’t even know him. Why couldn’t I just leave him? Why did I have to endanger my life to save a total stranger?

Now, it just made me want to gag. “Nobody knows you the way I do. Nobody else on this campus actually gives a damn about you the way I do. I’m the one who protected you. I’m the one who always made sure you were good. You think Brittany cares? She’s just using this to cause a scene because she hates me, not because she's trying to protect you. You’re my best friend, Kathy. We’re supposed to be a team. You can’t let people come between us over some stupid rumor or misunderstanding.”

I had thrown myself in front of a bullet for my sister and in doing so, I may have lost not only this child but any future children as well. Killian’s hand never left mine. When I could speak again, the words came out thin. “I didn’t think. I just moved.” “I know.” His voice was low and fierce. “You saved Bianca. You stayed alive and that enough. That is what I am holding on to.” “And if I can’t.....” “Then we face that when we know. Not before.” He leaned in and kissed my forehead hard. “You are still here. I am still here. Everything else we will survive the same way we have survived the rest.”

“Big difference.” I smirk because it’s easier than admitting she’s right. I’ve spent years perfecting the art of pretending Mia Reynolds is just Noah’s little sister. The kid who used to steal my fries and punch me in the arm when I called her squirt. Except she stopped being a kid somewhere between high school graduation and now, and every time she walks into a room I have to remind myself she’s off limits. Noah’s off limits. Best friend code. Blood oath shit. But tonight the code feels paper thin.

“He was my brother. My best friend. The only person in this house who actually saw me. And he left me without even saying goodbye.” “I killed him. I was supposed to meet him that night. We had plans. But I got held up with some stupid party, some meaningless social obligation. And by the time I got there, he was already gone.” “That’s not your fault.” “I was his brother. I should have known. Should have seen the signs…..Should have saved him.” “You can’t save someone who doesn’t want to be saved.” I don’t know when I reached out but suddenly, my hand is on his face, wiping away tears, and he’s leaning into the touch like a man dying of thirst.

I stared at the screenThen another message appeared. Because if you stay… I swallowed. The final message arrived. I might lose my brother, but I'm not going to lose my best friend too.

I didn’t know yet that I’d just found the one thread that, pulled hard enough, could unravel him or that ten years later, I’d still remember exactly where to find it. We spent the whole afternoon the way kids do trading names, testing each other out, figuring out where the edges were. I found out he didn’t have a best friend. I told him he should get one, that Alexandra and I did everything together, that my brother was the best best friend anyone could have. Alexandra just shrugged, already looking at Marion the way you look at something you’ve decided to keep. Marion nodded slightly. Like he’d gotten the message. Like he’d filed it away somewhere I couldn’t see.