My Brother’s Best Friend 2

CHAPTER 2

(PETE’S POV)

I had told everyone after dinner that I wanted to be left alone. And I was. I was thinking of Solana, angry, hurt and sad. And then out of the blue, her call came in. I thought I knew why she was calling. I thought she had heard the news and so I was hesitant to pick but then it went to voicemail and I heard her. So I tried to call her back but her number didn’t go through.

I was not thinking when I picked up my school bag and went to the airport to get on a plane from Los Angeles to New York. I knew where she worked, I knew where she lived. When I got to her apartment, I could not even knock because I realized how crazy it was. How could I just show up out of the blue? All she did was tell me that she cared and here I was. What if she was with someone else?

But I needed to see her and I had been thinking of her all day, so I took that voicemail mail as a sign but I was so confused that I slumped to the ground deep in thought. Then I was even more confused when I looked up and saw her starring at me wide eyed and holding a bottle of Champagne that still dropped to the ground.

I stood up. I could not talk and I don’t think she could either. All she did was croak my name once and then a deafening silence enveloped us both for more than a minute.

My heart beat raced and my throat went dry. Her beautiful eyes and glowing hair. She looked so beautiful and I was pained just by looking at her. Then she did something that I did not expect. She laughed as she staggered towards me but she was opening her door with her key.

“All I see is you, everywhere I look. I have had too much to drink and it is all because of Pete Carlos.” She said

She was drunk.

“Solana.” I said

She gasped. “Oh My God.” She turned to me and her eyes looked sad. “I still remember how he sounds. His voice.”

“Solana.” I said taking her arm gently and I could feel her quiver under my grip. I felt so moved at the touch of her skin and I knew that she did too. We looked at each other, our eyes drowning in each other’s eyes.

“Oh My God. You’re here?” She said and tears filled her eyes.

That tore me apart.

“I am.” I said.

What was I thinking? After everything that had happened between us, here I was. Now standing in front of her, few inches and starring in to her eyes and inhaling her body scent, it felt like years ago. When it was all perfect. Our love was perfect.

And before I could stop myself, my lips took hers for a kiss.

That was when I knew that there was truly no one in this earth that could ever make me feel the way she makes me feel. It felt like my insides were turned in to jelly and like I lost all my focus. I was not thinking of anything asides from kissing her.

She kissed me back and her hand went slowly to my hair and tugged gently. We hurried inside tugging at our clothes our hands exploring our bodies and revealing how starved we were.

“Oh God! I missed you so much.” I heard her say as we stumbled in to her bedroom.

My heart wanted to jump out of my chest.

“I missed you too Solana. I missed you so f*****g much.” I told her my hand gripping on to her skin as if she was going to disappear.

We fell on to the bed and sook we found each other. When I went in to her, I heard her moan and even that set off a deep moan from inside me. I gripped at the sheets, her hair, she tugged at me, bit me. We missed each other so much.

And under the sheets with our clothes off, we enjoyed the connection and warmth that our naked skins brought each other. I wanted to stay this way. Forever. Solana held me close to her as if she did not want to let me go and I did not want to let her go either.

She was mumbling.

“What did you say?” I asked her parting her hair and stroking gently.

“I said I love you so much Pete.” She murmured to me.

Hearing those words did so much to me. I wanted to say it back. I wanted to tell her how much I missed her. How much I loved her. How much I wanted to be with her every damn day. But I could not. I did not. And I had to be truthful to myself. This could not change what happened in the past three years. It did not change the way things had become between us.

It hurt me to think of it and so I shook my head and the thoughts away. I would not think of this now. Not now. Now I would enjoy it. I kissed her forehead and we snuggled up closer, falling asleep. It was the best and the most peaceful sleep I had in three years.

I did not want it to end.

(SOLANA’S POV)

As usual, the sunlight that streamed in to my window woke me up and that was when I knew I had a headache. Well, I did drink a little too much last night. I was still yawning and my eyes were just getting more opened when I froze. My eyes opened widely and I sat up in a start.

Last night.

What had happened? I looked around. There was no one. But I was without my clothes. I wrapped the sheets around me and hurried to the bathroom, there was no one in there. There was no one in the kitchen and the balcony either. I was alone in my apartment.

I hurried back in to my room and sat on my bed in confusion. Did I dream it all? Was that a dream? My finger went up to my lip. But that felt very real. What the hell was going on? And then I saw a note on the dresser and it was like all the breath left my body. I hurried to the folded note and opened it up with shaking hands. It read;

Solana,

I’m sorry for showing up announced. I should not have done that. I know I promised to stay away but I couldn’t after I got your voice mail. I do care about you too. I’ll leave you alone as I promised. I don’t want to ruin your life and it seems you are doing fine without me already.

I wish you all the happiness you deserve Solana.

Bye.