Ew... I Slept With My 'Bro' For 3 Years?! Well, GO HELL, F*ckboy novel Chapter 1

Chapter 1

Grayson sent me a shirtless pic with one text: [Coming over tonight.]

My heart raced. The second my plane landed, I went straight to him.

Found him on his knees outside his building. Tying another girl’s shoelaces.

I stopped dead. Everything went cold.

I thought he’d panic when he saw me. Scramble for an excuse.

Instead, he smiled.

“Ava! Perfect timing. This is Brielle-my girlfriend.”

Then he turned to her.

“Babe, this is Ava. We go way back. Just friends.”

I felt myself shut down.

So that’s it. I was just a hookup with history.

That night, I blocked him everywhere.

Put in for a transfer.

But the day I left, he showed up crying.

“Where are you going?!”

“Somewhere you’re not.”

“Babe, this is Ava. We’ve known each other forever. Just friends.”

Just friends.

The words hit me like a punch.

Brielle narrowed her eyes at me, then turned on him.

“Friends don’t show up straight off a plane dragging luggage behind them.”

He jumped in fast.

“Babe, seriously-we grew up together. That’s all it is.”

Then he looked at me, annoyed.

“Why’d you even come here? You should’ve just gone home.”

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The wind blew my hair across my face. Good. It hid the tears.

I glanced down and saw my shoelace trailing loose. I bent down, tied it, wiped my eyes.

“Just passing through.”

Brielle was still sulking. Grayson barely looked at me as he waved me off.

“Yeah. Leave.”

I turned and wheeled my suitcase away, throat burning.

After college, Grayson and I both stayed in the city.

One night at some work party, he got blackout drunk. I helped him out of his jacket-and suddenly, he kissed me.

In the dark, I didn’t stop him.

I’d wanted him since we were kids.

Friendship was just the excuse I used to stay close.

The next morning, I tried to laugh it off. Told him we should forget it.

He didn’t laugh. He kissed me again.

After that, everything changed.

We held hands in the snow. Kissed at midnight. Spent nights wrapped up in each other.

I thought we were together.

Turns out I was the only one who did.

I got home and just… collapsed on the couch.

Everything that just happened kept running through my head on a loop. It was so fucking stupid.

My phone lit up. Grayson.

[You home?]

I stared at it.

The whiplash was insane.

Did that actually just happen?

How do you tell someone you love them while you’re still fucking someone else?

My stomach lurched. I barely made it to my knees before I started dry heaving.

Another text came.

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Be your home in 10.]

I laughed. With tears streaming down.

So that’s what I was. A hookup with a history.

[Don’t.] I texted him.

Secongs later, he texted back:

[What’s your problem? We’ve always been like this.]

[Or are you mad I have a girlfriend now? Chill. I’m not even sleeping with her yet.]

I actually laughed out loud. It was that ridiculous.

When did I ever say I was okay with this?

Every time I slept with him, every time I let him touch me-it was because I loved him.

And he thought-

[You were into it too.]

I blocked him without thinking twice. Deleted his number.

Then I locked myself in the shower and stayed there for two hours.

Like I could scrub him off my skin. Undo every stupid decision.

I just felt disgusting.

For giving him everything. For getting nothing back.

When I got out, he was already in my room.

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