BEST FRIEND’S BROTHER

It was Clark’s turn to look confused now. He frowned, “Oh gosh. It looks like I’ve said too much and caused some trouble, have I not?”

“No… No, you didn’t. I’m okay,” Sasha said, her voice low. “Um, just get the stuff you came for. It’s nice to meet you, Clark”

Sasha hurried back to the bedroom. She was lost in this new information and she felt some kind of relief and rage at the same time.

She remained in a bad mood the entire day, and she was in the living room when Kaleb finally returned from work. He was in the middle of a phone call, holding the phone to his ear with his shoulder as he closed the door behind him. He beamed ecstatically when he saw Sasha, and even motioned for her to move closer to give him a hug.

Her heart flipped, but she strictly ignored his gesture, making him frown. She had no time to even admire his handsome face and exquisite suit that multiplied his hot looks. No distractions at the moment! She declared to herself.

“Sorry, I have something important to attend to. I gotta go.” Kaleb hung up instantly while moving towards her. He placed his phone on the table. “I didn’t expect to see you awake right now, baby. I thought you’d be resting.” Smiling, he paced towards Sasha with a big smile.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

“Neither did I,” Sasha remarked coldly as she stood up.

Kaleb frowned at the tone of her voice. He was alarmed. “What’s wrong?” he questioned, standing right before her.

Panting mildly, Sasha responded to his query. “I only stayed up to give you this!” She slapped him hard on the face.

Startled, Kaleb cocked his head to the side, accepting the blow. But he immediately recovered. He smirked, and he was now glaring at her, eyes dark and raw, confused. But he took it calmly.

“What was that for?” he asked coolly.

“For being such a lying jerk! How could you do this to me?” Sasha muttered crossly.

“What are you talking about?” Bemused was Kaleb’s disposition.

“Was it fun? Did you enjoy seeing me losing my head over you despite knowing you had a girlfriend already?” Sasha was enraged as she neared him closer. “Why did you make me believe she’s your girlfriend, huh?” she asked again, tears brimming in her eyes.

That was when Kaleb got a hint of what’s going on. And for the first time he seemed to be fretting. “How did you find out?” he asked, shocked.

“How did I find out? Is that even important?” Sasha huffed.

“Listen, Sasha-”

“Do you even know how I felt all this time knowing I was doing something terrible and yet couldn’t stop myself?” Sasha interrupted. “Do you even realize how stupid I feel right now thinking of all the times you had the chance to tell me the truth and yet you didn’t?”

“I’m sorry, Sasha. I wanted to tell you the truth but-” God knows how many times he tried to tell her but failed for some reason. But yes, perhaps a part of him didn’t really mind playing with her head.

“But you didn’t!” Sasha snapped dryly. “You didn’t because deep inside you loved playing with my feelings, Kaleb! Because you enjoyed every bit of it. You enjoyed seeing how stupidly I made a fool out of myself while you could’ve just told me the truth.” She sobbed.

“Sasha, please, that’s not what happened,” Kaleb insisted, his voice unguarded, his feelings out in the open. It was a regret, but she was too angry to see.

“I’m such a fool,” she muttered, sniffling.

“Listen,” Kaleb sighed. “I don’t know why I couldn’t tell you, but it’s not what you’re thinking. I didn’t mean to hurt you, I’m sorry.” He tried to reach for her shoulders but she immediately winced aside.

“Don’t touch me!” she sternly uttered. “I think the game is over. And yes, you’ve won, Kaleb. I am stupid and you’re the smarter one! You, Sir, have won.” She was laughing, tears accompanying her laughter.

“Sasha,” Kaleb whispered her name in a very foreign way, his face blanched.

He looked in fear; afraid of the meaning her words deciphered to him.

“Maybe you should start finding your next toy,” she uttered with bitterness, feeling so played. “I’m already used to it, right? Bravo! I wonder what kind of pleasure you had knowing I’m just a measly woman who’s ready to fuck you knowing you have someone you call a girlfriend. And I even got… Pr.. Pregnant. You know, it’s not important anymore because we’re done!” With that she turned toward the exit.

“Sasha, wait.” Kaleb managed to grab her wrist and stopped her. “Please, don’t…Don’t go… Don’t leave me,” he begged, his voice low and worried.

“I want to be civil about this, Kaleb, so let me go,” Sasha instructed.

“Sasha-”

“Let me go, Kaleb!” she snapped, glaring at him. He wasn’t ready to do that. He didn’t seem ready to let her leave like that. “Let. Me. Go!” She forcefully tried to rid his grip.

“Okay.” Reluctantly, Kaleb freed her hand. She left.

A minute he could hear her calling a cab, and he knew that she was packing her stuff. Knowing Sasha, he knew that it’d be useless to try to stop her. The cab arrived and he watched helplessly as she breezed past him, out of the house.

He heard the cab drive away, and it felt like a huge part of him was gone too.

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Sasha’s phone began buzzing as early as 8 o’clock the following morning. When she saw Kaleb’s name on the screen, she started feeling uneasy. She slowly rejected all his calls, and got herself his text messages instead.

“How persistent!” she growled, eyes on the phone.

‘Please pick up my calls, Sasha.’ the text read.

He called again. She stared at the screen until the call ended. No, she wasn’t going to give in. She stayed still for a while, pondering. Sighing, she returned the text.

‘What part of ‘we are over’ do you not seem to understand? Please STOP calling me!’

She placed the phone down but by now, she was already disturbed. Kaleb was all over her head. Her mind wandered back to all the time she’d spent with him. Yes, they were magical, and she could relive them over and over again. Not even once she could bring herself to forget his wild kisses, caresses, touches and great sex she’d ever had.