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His Kid Sister

For years now I've been in love with my best friend's kid sister. It all started after she turned seventeen. It was as if a brand new shiny light shined on her. It isn't like she started acting differently, or dressing differently, I simply saw her in a way I hadn't before. Her laugh seemed sweeter, her voice like a songbird. Her brown sugar skin almost like caramel, it looked smooth as silk. It made me want to run my lips all over her. Everything about her made me spellbound. I knew my buddy wouldn't understand, in some ways I couldn't blame him. But I stole glances at her anyway. Whenever he was too busy talking on the phone with his girlfriend, I'd talk to Madison. She always wanted to spend time with me and Rick anyway. I learned more about her than I did in the past ten years of knowing her. It was more personal, intense conversations. Ones that could last a great while. Ones I never wanted to end. This went on for the better part of seven months. I knew she was falling in love with me as well. The way she spoke to me, the way she acted when she saw me. It was the small things that let me know. Our hugs lingered longer than they used to, we'd secretly hold hands when we all watched a movie. Sometimes even playing footsie under the table. It was all so innocent, but it meant everything to me, and I think she felt the same way. Until one day my buddy caught us in their kitchen, we were holding hands, she was leaned up against me real close. It looked like we were about ...

... to kiss, I can't deny that. Maybe, for all I know, we were. It surely wasn't the plan, not mine anyway, as much as I wanted to. “What the hell is going on in here,” Rick's voice booms. “She is my sister, Chris! She is only seventeen. Get your hands off her!” The growl in his voice was so angry. “Dude, you don't understand. I'm in love with her. It isn't like I'm trying to hurt her. I would never do that to her. She means everything to me,” stuttering over my words, as I look between the both of them, feeling hopeless. “No, this isn't happening. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. You call yourself my best friend and you do this. Bullshit! Get out, get out of my house, out of my sister's life, and mine. Don't contact us ever!” I had expected Madison to stand up for us, to say something, but she just stood there. I could see the hurt in her eyes, but she didn't try, not once did she open her mouth. She allowed Rick to say all those things, it broke my heart. I thought she felt the same way, but maybe it wasn't as deep as my love for her. I left and I didn't make contact with either of them. I respected Rick enough to do as he asked of me. I heard through a friend that not long after she turned eighteen, Madison moved to the next state over to go to college. Rick had just finished college and started working with his father. *** That was over two years ago now. I'm still in love with Madison. Two long years now, I'm still in love with a girl I can't have. I have, of course, dated ...