Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card (Jessie and Luke)

AM I DREAMING?

LUKE

Then, the sharp ding of the oxygen masks deployed, dropping from the panel above with a mechanical clatter.

My eyes widened, and my hands went clammy as I reached up to grab the mask hanging in front of me. My fingers fumbled with it, the cold plastic foreign against my skin. I took a deep breath, feeling the rubber band stretch tight against my face.

Beside me, Josh stared in shock, his face pale, the panic plain in his eyes. "This... can't be good," he stammered, voice breaking for the first time. I signaled for him to get the fucking mask on and watched as he fumbled with the straps.

Before I could respond, a flight attendant rushed down the aisle, clutching at the overhead compartments as the jet dipped again, this time harder, jostling us in our seats. The alarms blared-

a frantic, piercing noise that cut through the cabin like a knife. Passengers around us started murmuring, their voices trembling with fear, their wide eyes mirroring the terror that I felt pulsing in my chest.

I closed my eyes, fighting against the waves of panic and trying to steady my breathing. Images flashed through my mind in a chaotic swirl-my family, the locker room, the early morning sun on the field. But then, one image rose above all the rest, steady and clear: Jess. I could see her perfectly in my mind, her soft and light laugh

echoing in my ears, drowning out the alarms and the chaos around me. I pictured her curled up beside me in bed, the morning light spilling across her Blonde hair, her hand tracing lazy circles on my chest as she smiled up at me, her eyes bright and full of warmth. It was a those simple, quiet mornings with her, those stolen moments that were ours alone.

I forced myself to breathe, to focus on that memory of Jess, clinging to it as if it were a lifeline. But then the jet jolted sharply, my eyes snapping open as we pitched downward, the world tilting in a way that made my stomach lurch. "Hold on!" I

shouted, my voice cracking with a panic I couldn't hide. Josh's hand shot out, grabbing the armrest between us in a white-knuckled grip.

The plane groaned as it fought against the wind, the engines straining like they were about to die. The alarms wailed louder and louder, the din almost unbearable. I gritted

my teeth, clenching the seat so hard my fingers went numb. "It can't end like this," I muttered under my breath, desperation clawing at my chest. "Not here. Not now... I just got you back..."

All I could think of was Jess, of the future we hadn't even had a chance to build. The thought of never holding her again, of never telling her just how much she meant to me-

that was a darkness I couldn't bear. And suddenly, in the middle of that chaos, my fears and regrets hit me like a punch to the gut.

I'd never really told her, not the way she deserved to hear it. Sure, we'd said "I love you" a hundred times, but I'd never really let her in, never let her see all the parts of myself that I kept guarded. And now, all I could think about was how much I wanted to give her everythin to see her smile, to hear her

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laugh, to just... be with her, fully, completely.

"Jess," I whispered, clutching the mask tighter to my face as if saying her name could somehow pull me through this storm. It was the only thing grounding me the only thing keeping me from completely losing it.

But then the plane dropped again, a sickening plunge that left my stomach somewhere above us.

My vision blurred, and I could barely make out the panicked faces around me. Josh's hand clenched tighter, and his breathing was harsh, matching my own. I reached out for a fleeting second, grasping his shoulder as if that would keep us steady.

And then-silence. An eerie, suffocating stillness, the kind of quiet that feels like the world is holding its breath. I was barely aware of my own heartbeat, pounding in my ears like a drum. I don't remember when my eyes slipped shut, but darkness crept in, my grip loosened, and my mind surrendered to an

overwhelming sense of calm.

In that final moment before everything faded, I felt only the echo of Jess's laughter, soft and comforting, filling the space where fear had once lived. Her love was my anchor, a warmth wrapping around me even as the world drifted away. And then, as if in a dream, I felt mys her love, the one bright thing that could guide me through any storm,

And then, there was nothing.