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“So, what happens now?” Cassy asks, like it’s an easy question and not a million dollar fully loaded one.
“We’ve got lots to sort,” Ali tells my sister, but as if to calm me down from jumping in she says. “And a lot of time to sort it all out. All we know is that this little baby is coming into a world with a family full of love and adoration and so far, that’s more than we could ever wish for.”
Cassy pushes back another tear as Finch clears his throat, I was waiting for him to give me his two pence. I’m unsure if I want to hear what he says but I know I trust him more than the world with anything.
“Max, you’ve been my best friend for a hell of a long time, and I know I’ve made it hard for you this last year and I regret that, but I don’t regret any of the reasons why. I wish maybe we could have done it differently, so it didn’t hurt you as much. But I adore your sister. I’d die for her, and I know you know that even if you aren’t sure if you’re pleased about it.” He smiles at me as he moves his arm from around my sister’s shoulders and pushes back in his seat.
“I know you think you’re broken, mate, but you are anything but. A bit scuffed around the edges maybe but I’m so proud of you, Max. Congratu-fucking-lations, dude.”
“You are?” I whisper, it feels like a life-time ago that me and him could even share anything like this.
“Fuck, yes, I am. You’re so damn strong. You always have been and I’m so sorry that what I did hurt you so badly but that’s not knocked you down. Neither did your accident. This is exactly what you need. What you both need. I’m so happy, it’s obvious Cassy is. But just know I’ll be with you every single step of the way. Shitty nappies and all,” he tells me with the widest smile I think I could have ever seen on his moody face as he pushes his curls out of his hair. My goddamn brother.
“Finch?” I whisper
“Yes, mate.”
I look into his big blue eyes, my closed-off moody best friend who wears his heart on his sleeve.
“Finch, will you come with me to tell the boys?”
“Of course, mate. Be proud to be there. You’re my best friend, dude, I fucking love you.” He stands up in his seat as I stand up in mine and my feet take me towards him. We meet at the end of the table, and I wrap my arms around him, it’s not even one of those gruff manly hugs. It’s the hug of a brother as well as a band mate. Of two best friends who have seen the world together. The good, the bad, and the fucking ugly and are still here to tell the tale.
“I should make a joke about you squeezing my arse or something after that declaration, you bastard but I just can’t think of one that you won’t retort with something about how much pussy you get now, and I don’t want to hear that. I’ll want to reply that you’re just pussy whipped, and you and me both know that’s the truth and we both know we’re damn happy about it. Thanks man. I fucking love you too.” I laugh into my brother’s shoulder before letting go and at the same time letting go of all my angst and trauma about him.
My best friend.
My band mate.
My Brother.
My ride or fucking die.
My little sister’s boyfriend, too.
Kyle Fucking Finch.
