My Daughter's Best Friend

girls' time

Júlia followed Jade to her room. She was worried about her friend, who was still nervous and needed to calm down and be taken care of after that terrible incident.

“Jade, I need to go. I have to get back to work,” Júlia said.

“Of course not, Júlia. Imagine if that bastard shows up there again and you get hurt. You need to rest and calm down.” Júlia sighed, then nodded and sat on the bed. Jade was right; Júlia needed to rest. She was physically and mentally exhausted.

“If regret were fatal... I gave myself to him, you know,” Júlia said with tears in her eyes.

“Don’t think about that bastard anymore. How about sleeping here tonight? A girls’ night like old times,” Jade said, trying to cheer up her friend.

“Jade, it’s better if I go home.”

“Is your sister at least home?” Jade asked worriedly.

“No, she only comes back tomorrow night. She’s on duty.”

“Then you’re staying here tonight. You’re the one going through a tough time, but if you go, I’ll be the one feeling bad. I’m worried that the jerk might go to your house and harm you. You know I can’t live without you, maybe that sounds a bit selfish.”

“It’s not selfish. I know the affection you have for me, and I thank God every day for having someone like you. Okay, I’ll stay.”

It was early evening when Jade left the room. After a long conversation, Júlia had fallen asleep, so Jade decided to talk to her father. He was her haven, the person she always confided in, and the situation had made her very sad.

“Dad, are you busy?” she asked as she passed by the office door.

“No. Come in and make yourself comfortable, dear. And Júlia—how is she?” he asked with concern.

“She ended up falling asleep. She’s so shaken. I’m glad you arrived in time. It hurts my soul that Júlia had to go through this. She’s such an amazing girl. She didn’t deserve this. No girl does.”

“It pains me too. Poor thing, so helpless.”

“She’s going to sleep here tonight, okay, Dad?”

“Alright, dear. It’s been a long time since she slept over here.”

“Yeah, but I can imagine one of the reasons. My mom hated her. I don’t know why—Júlia is such a good girl. My mom is the unworthy one,” Jade said, rolling her eyes. Her relationship with her mother was terrible.

“Jade, don’t talk like that. She’s your mother, and you owe her respect. But I know why your mother didn’t like Júlia.”

“Why?”

“She was jealous. She said Júlia looked at me differently and blah, blah, blah. Can you believe it? Júlia was just a girl back then. She still is.”

“Why didn’t you tell me this before, Dad?” Jade asked, surprised.

“Dear, it wasn’t worth it. First, your mother is a bit off. Second, I never looked at Júlia differently. To me, she was—and still is—a girl, just like you. Third, I didn’t want to cause you problems or create discomfort with your mother. And fourth, she’s really out there,” he repeated, and Jade laughed.

“She didn’t even have to try. She caused discomfort in the whole family by getting involved with your cousin. But Dad, do you think Júlia knew about this jealousy?”

“I don’t think so. I never said anything. I think she distanced herself because your mother always treated her badly. Then she started working, went to college, busy times. She’s a very focused and hardworking girl. As far as I’m concerned, Júlia will always be very welcome in our house. I really value your friendship with her.”

That night, Jade and Júlia had a really fun girls’ night. They ate ice cream, chocolate, and other treats, watched their favorite series, and talked about their interests and future plans.

“I missed this,” Júlia said.

Jade remembered the conversation she had with her father earlier.

“Me too, Júlia. Why did you stop coming over?” she asked, wanting to confirm what her father had told her.

“Jade, our friendship has always been the same,” Júlia said, trying to avoid the question.

“Yes, our friendship is still strong, but you used to come here all the time, spending night after night. You were practically part of the family. Then you started refusing to come.”

“Your mother didn’t like me,” Júlia said, although there was another reason—the attraction she felt for Heitor. Thinking that the desire would fade if she stopped seeing him, she distanced herself, trying to convince herself she couldn’t feel that way. But nothing worked.

“So that was really the reason.”

“She treated me badly. Your father argued with her about it. I didn’t want to cause fights. You were family, and I didn’t want to create problems.”

“I understand, Júlia...”

“Tell me.”

“Don’t you dare do that again.”

“What?” she asked.

“Stay so far away.”

“Maybe just a little,” she said, embarrassed.

“You sly fox,” Jade said, and the two laughed.

“But I’m serious. There are so many things—work, medical school. It’s hard to manage everything, and I can’t neglect anything. If my grades drop, I lose the scholarship. If I neglect work, I lose it too. Then I’ll be in debt, and all the bills will fall on Juliana again.”

“If you’d let me help you...”

“Jade, I can handle it. I have to do things for myself. And don’t think I’m proud—it’s not that. I love it when you give me gifts and attention, just like you’re doing now. But I can’t depend on you. I have to achieve things on my own and build my life. It’s tough, I won’t deny it, but I can handle it.”

“I understand. But know that I’m here for whatever you need.”

“I know you are, and I love you for that.”

“I’m so proud of you,” Jade said, hugging her friend.

It was almost one in the morning. Jade was sleeping peacefully, but Júlia couldn’t close her eyes. She was worried and afraid that her ex might find a way to approach her, and the thought kept her awake. So she decided to get up and have a glass of water.

Carefully, trying not to wake Jade, who was sleeping beside her, Júlia got up, walked slowly to the door, and quietly slipped into the hallway. The corridor, like the rest of the house, was dark, with only a few lights faintly illuminating the space.

Júlia carefully descended the stairs. When she reached the living room, she noticed a light coming from a crack in the office door, which was slightly ajar. Since everything was silent, she assumed someone had simply forgotten to turn off the light.

Because she was barefoot, she made no noise as she approached.

But a sound coming from the room left her perplexed—a man’s moan.

She recognized the voice immediately. It was Heitor’s.

She moved closer, and through the crack in the door, she could see him. He was sitting on the couch, his pants slightly lowered, holding himself firmly and moving his hand slowly in a rhythmic up-and-down motion.

Júlia’s mouth fell open in shock at the sight, yet she felt strangely compelled to keep watching. The scene was both shocking and hypnotic.

Júlia bit her lower lip, and instinctively her hand slid to her breast, squeezing it. She almost moaned, but managed to control herself. She couldn’t let him notice her presence—but she also couldn’t leave.

She didn’t want to miss the sight of that man pleasuring himself, a moment she knew would mark her memory forever.

As he continued, Júlia imagined her mouth on him while her hand caressed her breast and lightly pinched her n****e. Her body responded with intense excitement.

The climax came when Heitor finished, releasing three strong jets with a deep moan that made her skin tingle all over.

Júlia had fantasized about him so many times that seeing it with her own eyes made her body react intensely. Her legs trembled, her breathing quickened, her mind drifted, and her body relaxed, losing strength.

A powerful orgasm swept through her—something she hadn’t experienced in a long time, not even when she had been with her ex, who had never managed to satisfy her.

The realization left her stunned and acutely aware of the influence Heitor had over her body and thoughts. He dominated her senses without even knowing it.

She remained there, paralyzed, until she saw him getting up. Then, forcing herself to move, she quietly stepped away and continued toward the kitchen to finally have a glass of water.