Chapter 16

Freya's POV Continued

All the questions, normally perfectly good ones from my best friend, at any other time I wouldn't feel the urge to slam my phone down at the sight of his name coming from her but instead I feel jealous, angry, because she can, she can ask about him, ask if he talks about her or what he may think of her it's me, I can't do that, I can't reveal that I have those feelings for him, I have to bite my tongue instead which ties my stomach in knots that I have no one I can talk to about this.

I have no outlet, no one to bounce my wants or doubts off on about this subject, because, I mean, would she even understand?

Maybe she would, I mean, she sees how hot he is, she knows he's not my brother, or that we grew up as such.

Should I talk to her about it?

Fuck it!

Me: Addy.... I like him, I know you seem to also, but... ugh... idk girl, I like him and it feels wrong that I do.

I sat there with my finger over the send button, my hesitation growing stronger when a knock on t