Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

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CHAPTER 82 LUKE You've got to help. It's Jess and Laura... something's wrong." My chest tightened like a vice. "What do you mean? What happened? Talk Sam! Use your fucking words!" My voice was sharper than I meant it to be, but panic was already creeping in.

Sam took a shaky breath, trying to steady herself. "I got to the house, and the front door was wide open. I thought maybe they heardcoming and just left it like that, so I walked in." She hesitated, tears welling up in her eyes.

"But the house was empty. I looked everywhere-Jess's room, the living room... nothing. But their stuff was there. They definitely got ready for prom." Josh's face was drained of color, his fists clenching so hard that his knuckles turned white. "And then what?" he demanded, his voice tight with fear.

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Sam swallowed hard, her voice barely a whisper as she continued. "I went back outside, thinking maybe I missed something. And that's when I saw it... I ran right over it without even noticing." Her voice cracked, and the words ctumbling out. "Blood. There was blood The world aroundwent silent. The music, the laughter-it all faded away, leaving just the sound of my heart pounding in my ears.

0.00% 07:58 "How much blood?" I asked, my voice strained, barely holding back the panic.

"Enough," Sam replied, her voice trembling. "I didn't know what else to do, so I chere as fast as I could." I stared at her, my mind racing. "You didn't call the fucking cops?" Josh growled, the drunken haze lifting as he yanked out his phone and dialed 911.

"Wait... phone. Did you check if they left their phones?" I asked Sam.

"No, I don't think... I don't think I saw their phones. Maybe they have them with them?" Sam said, clinging to that thin hope. I pulled out my phone and opened the tracker.

"I can't find Jess's phone. Try Laura's," I told Josh, who was already on it. "The cops are on their way to the house." "Wait! I've got Laura's phone! It's ten miles from the house! Let's fucking go!" Josh started to move, but I grabbed his arm.

"Someone needs to meet the cops with Sam and tell them what happened!" I said, holding him back. Josh paused, torn between chasing after Laura and doing what needed to be done.

Tiffany chose that moment to saunter over, her usual smirk plastered on her face. She looked between Sam, Josh, and me, her eyebrows raised in amusement. "What's the , Sammy? This isn't your scene." "Not now, Tiffany," I snapped. Control of my emotions went out the window, and I saw her mouth drop open, and her eyes went a little wide at my tone. "Shit. I didn't mean to yell at you." I 1288 Vouchern raked my hands through my hair with frustration. The last thing we needed was her interfering.

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She rolled her eyes, clearly not bothered about how I just spoke to her. "So serious," she muttered under her breath, crossing her arms over her chest and pouting.

Sam ignored her, turning to Josh with a look of desperation in her eyes. "Josh... Do you think it could be... Bryan?"

My stomach dropped at the mention of Bryan's name, and I saw Josh's eyes darken. We felt the sway. that asshole so much as steps foot NO into this town, we would bury him alive, and he knew it too. Jess was the only reason his ass was not in fucking jail. If this was him his life would be over sooner than he realizes. If

Tiffany perked up at the sound of his name, her earlier irritation forgotten. "Bryan? That famous football player is such a sleazebagyl heard he was e arrested top hitting a stripper, or was it a prostitute? Got sentenced and everything. It was on the news." Tiffany waved her ha "So then it couldn't be Bryan if he is in prison?" Sam offered, but that did little to calmdown. "If it wasn't Bryan - who the hell would it be? This makes no sense. "Sam said, and I slammed my fist into the pillar. "Who the fuck cares! Can we just follow Laura's phone tracker already!" "We're leaving. Sam, get to the house to speak with the police. Josh and I will go to the location on the tracker. I hate to say, this, but..." I turned to Tiffany. Would you please just go with her?" 07:58 1 CHAPTER B The Vo

I watched Tiffany crinkle her nose like the very thought irritated her sinuses.."Ugh. Fine. Tiffany Polled her eyes and linker her arms with Sam. "I'm only doing this because I love , and this might be on television..."

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