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& he won't tell his folks, Cause they're already ghosts. So we'll just keep each other, as safe as we can.
I watched him for a moment, examing his every move, trying to figure out what he really really came here for. "Then what is your goal Brian? Just come clean."
Brian pursed his lips for a moment, and he sighed. I turned my back to him and I ran my fingers through my hair, "I'm really getting tired of this Brian. I'm just going to leave if your not going to say anything." I told him, walking towards the door.
He jumped up and grabbed me by the shoulders, spinning me around and embracing me into a hug. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I came here to apologize for everything- the ignoring, the turning the guys against you. I was wrong to do all of that, and I was going to do this before you left, but you were gone. The day after you left, mom told me you heard what I said and thats why you left. I felt like complete shit..." He whispered to me.
I blinked, and shoved him away from me, "Are you serious? Brian... You're doing this now, after how many years? six?"
Brien didn't say anything as he kept his head down, ashamed of himself. There was a knock at the door, and then Matt burst into the room, semi-panic written all over his face.
"Brian, we have a situation..." Matt mumbled after seeing me standing there.
Brian straightened up and walked over to Matt, excusing himself for a minute as they stepped out of the room. I sighed and walked over to the mini fridge, pulling out a beer. I cracked it open and went and plopped onto the bed, gulping it down to the halfway mark. I usually didn't drink, but the ocassion called for it I thought. I felt way better dealing with Brian while I was drunk, why? I didn't know. When Brian returned to the room, Matt behind him, trying to look at anywhere but me. I frowned and saw the displeasure on Brians facce.
"Whats going on?" I asked him, biting the inside of my cheek.
"Uh... We were followed here... I think that it'll be a good idea if you get your boyfriend, and your things and come with us. If you just pushed everything aside for a minute and thought about it, you know how dangerous it could be for you guys now Pepper." He said, avoiding eye contact with me.
The beer slipped out of my hands as the information sinked in, spilling all over the floor.
"You fucking asshole!" I screamed at him, jumping to my feet.
Brian and Matt both flinched as I stormed past them, walking into the hallway. I knew exactly what Brian meant, and what it meant for everyone I loved down here. If he was followed here, that meant I would be dragged back into their stupid little game, the exact thing I was running away from. Royce would be in danger, everyone I've built bridges with here would be in danger.
"Pepper- please... We'll take care of it once we get back, but you need to get Royce and we need to go." Brian tried to put his hand on my shoulder, but I smacked it away with a swift hand movement.
"I hate you." I whispered to him.
After that, I walked away. I walked away from him for the second time, feeling the tears start sliding down my face. When I got to my car, I slammed the door closed and bashed my fists against the steering wheel. I screamed, bashing the wheel one more time before I inhaled a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. My chest heaved up and down for a couple minutes but eventually my breathing evened out and I could finally make a call to Royce. Not that I wanted to at all.
My life as I knew it now, was gone. Replaced by the life I never wanted.
Brian pursed his lips for a moment, and he sighed. I turned my back to him and I ran my fingers through my hair, "I'm really getting tired of this Brian. I'm just going to leave if your not going to say anything." I told him, walking towards the door.
He jumped up and grabbed me by the shoulders, spinning me around and embracing me into a hug. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I came here to apologize for everything- the ignoring, the turning the guys against you. I was wrong to do all of that, and I was going to do this before you left, but you were gone. The day after you left, mom told me you heard what I said and thats why you left. I felt like complete shit..." He whispered to me.
I blinked, and shoved him away from me, "Are you serious? Brian... You're doing this now, after how many years? six?"
Brien didn't say anything as he kept his head down, ashamed of himself. There was a knock at the door, and then Matt burst into the room, semi-panic written all over his face.
"Brian, we have a situation..." Matt mumbled after seeing me standing there.
Brian straightened up and walked over to Matt, excusing himself for a minute as they stepped out of the room. I sighed and walked over to the mini fridge, pulling out a beer. I cracked it open and went and plopped onto the bed, gulping it down to the halfway mark. I usually didn't drink, but the ocassion called for it I thought. I felt way better dealing with Brian while I was drunk, why? I didn't know. When Brian returned to the room, Matt behind him, trying to look at anywhere but me. I frowned and saw the displeasure on Brians facce.
"Whats going on?" I asked him, biting the inside of my cheek.
"Uh... We were followed here... I think that it'll be a good idea if you get your boyfriend, and your things and come with us. If you just pushed everything aside for a minute and thought about it, you know how dangerous it could be for you guys now Pepper." He said, avoiding eye contact with me.
The beer slipped out of my hands as the information sinked in, spilling all over the floor.
"You fucking asshole!" I screamed at him, jumping to my feet.
Brian and Matt both flinched as I stormed past them, walking into the hallway. I knew exactly what Brian meant, and what it meant for everyone I loved down here. If he was followed here, that meant I would be dragged back into their stupid little game, the exact thing I was running away from. Royce would be in danger, everyone I've built bridges with here would be in danger.
"Pepper- please... We'll take care of it once we get back, but you need to get Royce and we need to go." Brian tried to put his hand on my shoulder, but I smacked it away with a swift hand movement.
"I hate you." I whispered to him.
After that, I walked away. I walked away from him for the second time, feeling the tears start sliding down my face. When I got to my car, I slammed the door closed and bashed my fists against the steering wheel. I screamed, bashing the wheel one more time before I inhaled a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. My chest heaved up and down for a couple minutes but eventually my breathing evened out and I could finally make a call to Royce. Not that I wanted to at all.
My life as I knew it now, was gone. Replaced by the life I never wanted.
Notes
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3/15/13