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Unbreakable (Being Revised)

Novel By: IceBreaker

(FINISHED)Summer Waters is afraid to be with her brother’s womanizing best friend because her brother is very protective, but she will come to find that they are too attracted to one another to stay away. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Apr 18, 2014    Reads: 4,398    Comments: 20    Likes: 15   

Chapter 1: Back in town

I looked in the mirror at my outfit. I was wearing a tight black spaghetti strap tank top, a short blue dress that had a thick black belt going around the waist and black wedges.

My best friend, Tara was doing my make-up. She was applying eyeliner to my eyes. Tara knew her shit. She was a beautiful gray-eyed, brunette with a nice figure. Her dark green strapless dress showed it perfectly. A lot of times with her clothes and make-up, and her sexual ways, she reminds me of my aunt Evie.

"This eyeliner looks sexy on you." She said.

"Thanks. I don't think my brother's going to recognize me." I was having a big party at my house in celebration for my brother, Liam coming home from the military. I missed him so much and it's been three years.

"Alright, look in the mirror, see how you like that." She said putting the cap back on the eyeliner. I turn my head and look in my over-sized mirror. I smiled. I did look sexy.

I pushed my blonde hair behind my shoulder and observed myself. "You did good, kitty." I glanced at her.

She grinned and put the eyeliner back with my other make-up products. After a second, she said. "Did you hear who was coming here?"

"Who?" I asked.


"Chris who?"

She gave me an are you stupid look through the mirror.

I turned my head slowly to look at her. "My brother's best friend?" I asked.

She nods and smiles. "Yes. That Chris."

I frown. "Why?"

"His best friend's been gone for three years. What do you expect? You can't say you don't want to see that sexy piece of ass."

I glared at Tara. "Who invited him here?"

"Your mom. You want to be mad at someone, talk to her."

I sighed. Of course. When it comes to Chris, my mother is head over heels. She's much older. She's thirty nine while he's nineteen. It was sad.

I heard a scream from my window and I walked over and looked out. It had to be hundreds of people in the backyard dancing and drinking. But what caught me was the short haired blonde man that resembled me so closely. My brother was finally fucking home. I grinned. "He's here."

"Who, Chris?"

I shook my head. "No. My brother. Come on." I walked away from my window and Tara followed me down the stairs.

The stairs led to the foyer and we walked out through the front door.

I hurried to the back. It was going to be impossible to find him in this crowd.

I pushed pass people to see if I can recognize him.

"Damn, your mom invited the whole damn city." Tara said as she grabbed my hand.

"You know how she is."

I finally got to the middle of the yard and in the distance, I see my mother, Rodney, hugging Liam.

I smiled and ran pass the people to get to my brother. "Liam?"

Liam let go of my mother to meet my eyes. His was light brown and stood out. That's why he's such a ladys' man. He and Chris just got that attraction about them. They're so tight like brothers and have a habit of being able to pick up a woman from wherever. Their sex appeal was so obvious.

He smiled down at me. "No. You're so fucking grown. What the hell? You're wearing make-up?"

I nod my head and wrap my arms around his neck. I had to stand on my tippy-toes and he wrapped his arms back around me. "God I missed you." He whispered.

I smile. "I missed you more. I bet you were angry they made you cut your long blonde hair."

"Hell yeah, but hey, had to do it." He pulled away and looked to Tara. "Hey, Tara."

She smiles. "Hey, Liam."

"I have a surprise for you."

"What is it?" she asked. He looked to his left and looked back at her.

She looked to the right, and something caught her eyes.

I turned my head to see what she was staring at, and I see its her boyfriend, Chase. Chase is in the military with Liam.

Tara's lips parted in shock.

Chase was handsome with a buzz-cut and blue eyes. He still had his military outfit on.

He smiled at her.

"What are you-" Her voice cracked. It was rare that I ever see Tara get choked up or cry really, because she handles things so calmly all the time, but there were tears in her eyes.

He walked over to her. He took her face between his hands and kissed her lips.

Everybody cheered and clapped.

Oh my god. Tara, for three years, has been a little off and all because Chase left her for the military. Now that he's back, she is going to invest all her time into him. I didn't mind though. She was deeply in love with him.

"Someone's getting pregnant tonight." Liam muttered.

I laughed and slapped his arm.

After spending a few minutes catching up, me, Liam, my mom, Chase, and Tara did a toast to Liam and Chase returning home.

I threw back my drink and then closed my eyes as I raised my cup in the air. "God is good."

Liam chuckled. "Well that didn't take long."

I smiled. "So I hope you don't mind but while you were gone, I turned your room into my closet."

Liam shook his head as if he was ashamed of me. "Damn, just transformed my shit, huh?"

"Well you were gone. But you know we have three guest rooms."

"Yeah, because every guy wants to come to his welcoming home just to sleep in the guest room."

"It's comfortable and there's plenty of porn DVDs' for you to watch in there."

He picked me up. "Oh that's funny."

I giggled as he spun me around.

"Chris!" I hear my mom yell and my happy mood goes south. Liam puts me down on the grass.


Christopher Clark.

He's been best friends with my brother since they were little. He was a tall guy with short, tousled blonde hair and honey brown eyes. One blink and any woman would be on her knees in front of him. It's always been like that.

I won't lie. He does look good. He has on a pair of black jeans, with black sneakers. Along with it, he had on a white graphic t-shirt with a gray blazer over it.

Okay he looked better than good.

I folded my arms as I watched him hug my mom who looked like she'd climax just from his touch.

Oh mom.

If her boyfriend, Rene, saw her getting flirty with Chris, he'd have a fit.

When Chris pulled away, he looked down at her.

"Where have you been, Chris? It's been years."

He smiles in a sexy way that makes me roll my eyes. "I been traveling with my parents."

He said in a husky way that made me blush a little.

"You're back." She grins. My mom has always considered Chris as her own son, yet she seemed attracted to him at the same time. "And you were missed."

"I missed you too, Rodney."

Chris turns to look to Liam and he smiles. "What's going on?"

Liam grins back and walks over to Chris. "Nothing much. Where'd you go?"

"Berlin." Chris answered.

"Berlin? What the hell were you doing in Germany?"

Chris smirked. "You know the answer to that."

Liam chuckles. "I bet its all kind of German pussy there."

"Liam!" My mom snapped.

Liam holds his hands up. "Sorry, mom. Sorry."

I cleared my throat loudly.

Chris's eyes went to mine.

I was stupid because the second he looked into my eyes, I just froze up.

He was hot, and I hated him for it.

"Hi, Summer."

I composed myself. "Hey."

"It's been a while."

"Should have been longer."

"Oh," He smiles. "You're still mad at me."

"As should my brother be."

Liam grabbed my hand. "Summer, it was three years ago."

"So what? You loved Imogene and he fucked her."

Liam sighed. "I dropped it."

"I don't even see why you're still friends with him."

"Listen, I didn't come back for drama, okay? If you want to argue about this shit, argue about it tomorrow. I'm trying to have fun tonight. Okay?" Liam said.

I glared at Chris who just looked amused about my anger.

Liam grabbed my cheeks between his fingers and made me look back at him. "Okay?"

He was serious, and he was right. I slowly nodded.

He smiles. "Thanks." he let go of me and kisses my cheek before going to Chris. They turned and began to walk off. Chris turns his head to glance back at me and I stick up my middle finger. He smirks and turns back around.

Cocky bastard.

I look back to Chase and Tara. Tara has her arms wrapped around his neck and he has his hands on her waist, kissing her.

They were pretty damn sweet together. I know they missed each other really badly. I couldn't imagine having my boyfriend go off to the military. I don't even have a boyfriend. I don't think I want one. I mean guys have asked, but after seeing my mother date guy after guy because they always cross the line, I learned not to trust any guy.

I left Tara with Chase and headed to the kitchen where I found Tara's little brother, Wesley.

"Your sister's dude is back." I said as I poured myself a drink.

He nods. "I saw. Finally she can stop whining about him." He said after taking a sip out of his cup. I leaned against the counter.

"You know who else I saw here? Chris." He said.

I rolled my eyes and leaned my head back against the cabinet. "Why would I care?"

Wesley shrugged. "Because it's a more than a little obvious that you two have a thing for each other."

I grimaced at Wesley. "He betrayed my brother and he's a manipulator. Sure okay, he's hot or whatever, but I won't ever be able to get pass what he did to Liam."

Wesley looked to the floor. He knew I was right. What Chris did was fucked up.

"Speak of the devil." Wesley muttered before burying his face into his cup and walking away.

I turned my head to watch as Chris was walking over to me.

I kept my eyes on his as he stopped beside me. "What do you want?"

"You're still mad after all this time?"

"Please. I haven't thought about you for the longest."

He smirked. "Really?"

"Really. And anyway, Liam was right. This isn't the night to argue on his first night back. So turn around and leave me alone."

He took the drink out of my hand, sat it on the counter and leaned against it, staring at me.


"You're just…different."

"Yeah, well, I grew up."

His eyes slowly trailed down my body. "I see that." His eyes went back to mine.

"You really shouldn't be here."

"Yes I should. Liam's like a brother to me."

"You fucked his girlfriend."

Chris nodded and took a sip of my drink. "I know I did."

"And you don't even seem sorry about it."

"It was three years ago. He moved on about it. Why can't you?"

"Because he's my brother. And I protect him even from his best friend who hurt him."

Chris stared into my eyes and I could tell that I was getting to him with my words. This I found odd because no one could normally get to Chris. He normally laughs and shrugs everything off.

But not this time. I think I was beginning to piss him off. But I didn't care.

"I didn't mean to hurt him."

"Well you did. And I hate you." I said.

Chris sighed. "I heard all this before, you know."

"Good. Hear it again. Nobody fucks with my brother," I step closer to him so my lips were at his ear. "After this party, don't come back to this house. Ever."

I pull away, but as I do, his arm wraps around my waist, keeping me against him. His eyes look into mine. "Or what?"

I didn't respond, I just kept my eyes on his. Our faces were close, and my breathing matched his, calm, but slowly becoming loud.

"Or nothing. Just don't." I take his hand from my back and step away.

He gives me a smug smile. "I'm not scared of you, princess." He whispered.

"Neither am I scared of you."

"I heard something about you."

I rolled my eyes. "Rumors." I said and took my cup back from him.

He shook his head. "No. This isn't a rumor."

I took a gulp from the drink, and then I looked back to him. "What'd you hear?"

His smug smile disappeared. "I heard about you and some guy at Annie Tyler's party last year.

My eyes grew wide. Oh no. "What?"

"A little birdie told me."

I looked down to the floor and covered my face. oh god. I was hoping no one would find out about it.

"Look at me."

I sighed and took my hands down to look at him.

"I'm not going to tell your brother about whatever guy you lost it to. We both know he'd kick that guy's ass."

"I was drunk." I explained.

Chris nodded. "Maybe you were."

I narrowed my eyes as I gave him a sideways look. "You're going to blackmail me, aren't you?"

He shook his head. "I'm mean, but I'm not that mean. I just wanted to let you know that the secret's safe with me."

I leaned against the counter and sighed. I don't know how I felt about that. Chris definitely couldn't be trusted. "Chris. Seriously. Do not tell Liam."

"I won't."

"Promise me."

"I don't make promises, princess, you know that. Just accept my word."

"Your word is probably horse shit."

He shrugged. "Probably is."

"If you don't tell him about the guy, I won't tell him that you've been coming on to me."

He laughs softly and shakes his head. "If that were true, I wouldn't have to exactly come on to you. I'd have you already." He gave me that look that made my face feel warm. I had to look away before I expose my blushing.

"So, we're good? You won't tell?" I asked without looking at him.

"Drop the whole thing about your brother's ex, and I'll keep the secret." He says.

I didn't want to drop that issue because he deserved his ass kicked but I think if Liam find out about me having sex with some random guy, he'd be angry, and he probably won't even look at me the same. "Fine." I whisper.

"Then we're good. Go ahead and continue acting like the perfect virginal princess. I won't interfere...unless you want me to." He smiles smugly.

I shake my head. "You're a pervert. You know that?"

He nods. "Yeah. But you like that."

"No I don't."

"Then why are you blushing so hard?" He asked.

I glared at him. God, he is so full of himself. "I'm not blushing." I lied.

"Fine. I'll leave you to believe that." He walked over and grabbed my cup from my fingers. "I want to tell you something and you're going to get pissed."

I already knew it. "What?"

"Don't fuck with any guys."

My brows furrow. "Why?"

"Just don't." He whispered.

He turned and walked away with my drink. That bastard took my drink. Damnit. And what did he mean by not fucking with any other guys? I mean I didn't plan to, but who was he to tell me I couldn't? Oddly enough, it was because he told me not to, that I didn't want to.


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