#Chapter121
But we weren't. I was twenty next month. His birthday wasn't that long after. He had the family life he had claimed he wanted, and he had my brother, who he claimed to love more than the air itself.
And me? Well, I wasn't sure if I loved Deek more than breathing, but he was . . . fuck, it was corny to even think it, but he was like the sun. He had brightened my world. He made my every day feel warmer. Fuck, there wasn't a single day that had gone by in the last month that he hadn't made me smile at least once.
He was my sunshine glove.
And Blake? For some fucked up reason, he still wanted to be my best friend. Things weren't as simple as being him and me against the world, and his priorities had changed drastically, but maybe that was so it could be me, Deek, Ozzy and him against the world?
