My Best Friend's Brother Is Typing… — Episode 2

looked like he just rolled out of bed. Didn't care. Owned the place anyway. I stared. about him. I couldn't place it. But Silas just gave me a nod. His eyes went right past me. Like I wasn't there. Just his little sister's college friend. No way. This guy? My clingy from social media. Not a chance. Online Silas was a whole different species. Every night. Without

fail. The pet names. The possessiveness. The way he talked like I already belonged to him. Half the stuff he said kept me up till 2am face burning. Kicking my feet. And me? I never showed him a a real photo. Sent him some pretty girl I found on social media. Told him that was me. If he'd seen the real me, size 16, double chin, all of it, he wouldn't have said a single word.

So how many girlfriends has your brother had? Just one. Online. He was really into her. Then she dumped him out of nowhere. Cold as hell. He's been the worst ever since. Snapping at everyone. If he's rude to you, don't take it personal. He's like that with everyone Next morning. Mrs. Kingsley called us down for breakfast. Silas sat across from me. I couldn't stop glancing at him. Then he looked up. Our eyes met. He raised an eyebrow. Kind of surprised. My heart jumped. I looked away. Fast. But I could still feel him watching