My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 12

Neither of us moved. Hanna stared intently at me and I tried to control my rapid breathing.

"Trey...?" she managed to choke out.

Three Years Ago

The air was muggy and Trey sat across from me on the bed. His blonde hair was disheveled and his deep green eyes were now hazed.

The drugs that had been laid out on the bed were now safely tucked away. The heavy stench still hovered over us not daring to leave.

I was watching him, afraid what to do next. He wasn't himself when he was high.

He took deep breaths and then turned to look at me. He smiled at me and I returned the smile wearily.

He slowly put his hand on my legs and inched his way up and stopped at my thighs. The electricity followed and my heart beat fast.

"Thank you," he started,"for meeting up with me."

He did his best to search my eyes. I placed my hands over his and frowned,"but Cat--"

"Don't mention her. I'm not seeing her anymore. I want you," he said.

I smiled as he pushed a strand of my dark hair out of my face.

"I love you," he said.

My heart skipped a beat and I stared at him. The beautiful, forestry that I used to identify as his eyes were no longer there. The tint of red in his eyes made me hesitant and I sensed the heat of his hand still caressing my thigh.

I intertwined my fingers in his and looked at him meaningfully. I remember my sister dropping hints to Trey that she was interested. I dropped my head as I remembered walking in on Trey and Catalina making out in the bedroom. But, I wanted him and he loved me.

"I love you, too," I replied.

He smiled and leaned in to kiss me when there was a sharp knock at the door.

Trey lazily got up and headed to the door. The person at the door wouldn't quit. The sharp, painful knocks rang through the whole room.

Trey opened the door and there was a young man, probably twenty-five at the least, standing in the doorway.

"Where's my money? I need my money," the man exclaimed pacing.

"Sorry, maybe next week--"

"No!" the man exclaimed,"I need my money now! Now, Trey, now!"

The man pushed Trey against the wall fiercely. Trey, though seventeen at the time, was just as big as the man pressed against him.

"Next week," Trey said firmly while pushing the man off of him. The man came back stronger and pushed Trey against the wall again. Hard.

He didn't even groan as he got up and punched the man in the face.

I let out a squeak and said,"Trey."

He ignored me and the two got into a full blown fist fight.

"Stop, stop," I yelled frightened,"Trey!"

With every punch the man threw at Trey, he'd return it even harder. Groans and sharp cries echoed through the room as I struggled to get them to stop.

"Trey!" I yelled out louder rising from the bed. I ran up to him and tried to yank his arm.  "You're gonna hurt him."

Trey snatched his arm from my grasp and I watched the man charge at him. It only to a second for Trey to use all his force and push him to the ground. And it only took a second for his head to hit the coffee table with a sickening crack.