My mother met him when I was fourteen, she was twelve years older than him but still they hit it off. It was her last summer fling, man did she love him. The summer ended as did their sexual relationship. He continued to come around as a family friend, hes not much older than I am, seven or eight years older. We became really good friends, over the years best friends.

My sister and I got our own apartment together and our best friend had just left his crazy girlfriend and needed a place to stay.We of course let him stay. We lived there only a month more before moving to a better, bigger place. Due to our new lease he couldn't come with us. It wasnt' a big deal, he had saved money and got his own place. There had been something off about him, I didn't know what it was until I a neighbor told me later he had been selling drugs out of my old apartment.

So my sister and I decided to drop him as a friend all together. We stopped talking to him for a while then he started showing back up, my sister being the nice person she is always allowed him in.

One night I came home late from my aunts, it was like three o'clock when I finally start to fall asleep and I hear a bunch of thuds downstairs. I figured it was my sister coming home late from the bar. After twenty minutes of hearing thuds I give up on sleep and decide to get up to make sure she is ok. When I opened my bedroom door all I hear is my sister moaning. I immeaditley stop and run back to my room traumatized from what I just heard. When I go to my window to close it and try to talk myself out of jumping out of it, I look down into our driveway and see my "bestfriends" the love of my mothers life, parked so annoyingly perfect. And it hits me, my little sister is fucking my mom ex in the room next to me. And everything suddenly made sense.