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Almost Easy

Chapter Seventy: I'll be with you here until the end

I stayed in Massachusetts for a few days. My aunt and I seemed to hit a stride in our relationship, and the child in me couldn’t help but revel in it for a while. Though, I will say that sleeping in your childhood bedroom is super strange. I felt a little like a teenager and kept expecting Tyler to show up at my window. He never did.
“I’ll have to come out to California at some point,” my aunt said to me as I lingered in her doorway with my bags. “I need to ensure that your boyfriend’s house is an adequate living space for my niece.”
I smiled, “Any time. But you’ll have to be nice to him this time.”
She rolled her eyes, “I’m always nice.”
The drive home was great for the thought train. I’d come up with more ideas for songs in the three days home than I had in my entire life. I knew what I was going to do—I just had to think of how to execute it. When it came to being on my own, I was at a bit of a loss. I’d never done anything on my own. No time like the present.
Brian was floored when I’d told him that my aunt had been unexpectedly warm. He did not believe me at all. I wouldn’t have believed it either if I hadn’t lived it. I assumed that she’d slip back into her old ways before the next sun set, but I was happy to have a new memory of her to replace my childhood of unwavering disdain.
The second I was home, I got to work.
News broke soon-after of my departure from Haven, and speculations began to fly about the future of the group. I’d been strategic in my avoidance of the media. I wasn’t ready to talk about it—I needed to have a plan before I could really get into any details about my career.
Before I knew where the time had gone, it was Thursday—and that meant Brian was on his way home.
I’d cleaned the house until it glistened in the sunlight and I’d washed my hair twice. There were no words to put into focus how excited I was to see his face, even if it was only for a day short of a week.
I was busy at the kitchen table, eating some semblance of a lunch item when I heard my front door close. Brian wasn’t due to land for another few hours—my heart raced a little. Hadn’t I locked it?
As quiet as I could be, I tip-toed through the dining room to peer into the living room, half-expecting a murderer to greet me. But it was no murderer.
“What the fuck?” I shouted excitedly, abandoning my fear and taking off into a sprint.
Brian took me up in his arms immediately, holding me tighter than anyone had ever held me before. He kissed at my neck happily; I was breathing in him so deeply that I thought I might faint.
“I thought I was coming to pick you up,” I said, thrilled to see him but a little confused about our plan.
He shook his head at me, “I caught an earlier flight. I couldn’t wait any longer.”
He threw himself at me, crashing his lips to mine. I took him in hungrily, savoring the taste of him. He pulled my tiny frame into his chest, I wrapped my legs around him as he carried us upstairs and we crashed down onto our bed.
“I fucking missed you,” he grunted into my neck and he immediately took to unbuttoning my jeans.
I moaned a little at the sensation of his breath on my neck. I dug my nails into his neck as he brought his lips back up to mine. I could feel him stiffen on top of me and I grinned with satisfaction.
He moved himself quickly downward, ripping my pants from my excited body. He removed my little black thong with a smug smirk of approval. And then he dipped his head down, licking at my clit with expert precision.
My hands found the back of his head right away, pushing him further into me. My back arched against my will as he teased me with his tongue. He slid two fingers into me slowly, moaning as he moved. My body twitched and tensed with each pulse of his hand inside of me. His mouth was like magic.
Just when I thought I might lose it, I grabbed at him and pulled him up to kiss me once more. I wasn’t ready to let go yet.
He moved his tongue into my mouth and pulled his fingers from inside of me. He replaced them quickly with his shaft, I cried out from the shock. I’d honestly forgotten how big he was. He grinned proudly.
He pushed himself into me, further and further with each pump of his hips. My fingers dug into his spine, begging him for more. With one serious animalistic moan, we climaxed together. He moved slowly in and out of me, savoring the sensation for as long as he could stand it. My whole body trembled with pure joy.
“Well hello to you too,” I teased once he’d collapsed into an exhausted pile of Brian on top of me.
“It’s been a while,” he smirked. “I’m going to need a nap and then I’m coming for round two.”
I giggled, tugging at his face to kiss me again. I’d missed his perfect lips.
To avoid falling into a pit of exhaustion and wasting our first hour together, we eventually (and reluctantly) climbed out of bed and redressed ourselves.
We made our way outside to fill our lungs with smoke—I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He looked so beautiful sitting by my side.
“I’m happy you’re home,” I told him seriously. “Maybe I can start putting my life together now.”
“Like you need me to do that,” he scoffed.
“You may have been right,” I said absently, “about the direction my career needs to take.”
“Oh?” he hummed interestedly.
“But I’m not interested in that Britney Spears shit,” I laughed. “I want to do something different—something unique.”
“If anyone can do it,” he smirked. “It’s definitely you.”
“Are you going to judge me?” I asked teasingly. “If I become a huge pop star?”
“Nah,” he sighed with a dumb grin. “But Jimmy will never let you hear the end of it.”
I giggled, “I can handle Jimmy.”
“Can you?” he gasped. “I’ve known him forever and I still have a hard time dealing with the fucker.”
“Tell me about your tour,” I pushed then. “I want to know what you’ve been up to.”
He had story after story about all the venues they’d played and all the shenanigans Jimmy had gotten himself into. He told me about the parties they’d thrown and how Matt had found himself a girlfriend before they’d left, unbeknownst to the group. Apparently he obsessively talked about her nonstop for the six weeks they’d been gone. Not that Brian was judging; he’d compulsively called home every chance he had.
“But now that I’m home,” he said finally. “We should probably go check out houses. That was the plan, wasn’t it?”
I nodded, “If that’s what you want.”
“Oh, I’ve got all I want,” he smirked at me.
He put in a call to a realtor not long after and asked that he set up some showings for the following day—he made sure to tell him that a pool was a necessity.
Jimmy and Lauren had graced us with their presence later on that evening, but they’d brought pizza with them so I couldn’t complain. It didn’t take long before Jimmy and Brian were occupied with video games—but this time Lauren and I hung around to watch. I was good to take whatever time with Brian I could get, regardless of the contents.
When we woke the next morning, Brian was dragging me from the house before I’d had a chance to really wake up. To appease my demonic soul, he’d popped into a coffee shot and purchased me an extra-large cup of joe.
He drove and I sat, partly dead, watching the world outside buzz by.
Maybe it was the sleep deprivation or maybe I just didn’t care, but the first two houses we walked through did absolutely nothing for me. They were houses, alright. That was about all the opinion I held for them.
As we drove to third one, Brian groaned, “Is it just me or do all houses look the same?”
“I like our house now,” I shrugged.
“Well, if they all suck, we’ll just stay where we are,” he replied casually. “It’s worth looking anyway, though.”
We were both stunned as we pulled into the third house’s driveway. It was massive. It had a beautiful yard in the front and I couldn’t but notice the desirable beach-front location. I could hear the waves bellowing behind the house.
Brian and I exchanged knowing looks, but I told myself not to get too excited.
Unfortunately, though, that was next to impossible the second we stepped inside. The floors were black tile and they were fucking gorgeous. There was a large stairwell with a twirling black banister—a chandelier hung just to the right of it. I’d never owned a chandelier. I felt a little like Cinderella just looking at it.
The house seemed to stretch on forever, the rooms were all large and had tons of natural light. The master bedroom was complete with a balcony overlooking the ocean. Like, come on.
The second I saw the massive pool tucked into the back yard, I was completely sold. Brian seemed just as deeply in love with the house as I was. His eyes were wide with excitement.
“It’s an obvious choice right,” Brian said quietly to me.
I nodded excitedly.
We both knew we’d found our home and we wasted no time in locking it down. It was already chalking up to me a pretty great week with Brian.
Despite our crazy lives that would be constantly tearing us miles apart, I couldn’t help but look forward to my future with Brian. Whether it was a new home, or a new career, or new friends…I was sure that there was absolutely nothing that could come our way that we couldn’t handle. We’d been dealt a lifetime of shit in only a year and had come out of it stronger, more fiercely in love that I could have ever dreamt.
With a firm grasp on where I was headed in my career and an even firmer grasp on my future with Brian, I was finally feeling settled in my own skin. I only wished Ty was around to take it all in with me.
I wished he was around so I could explain to him why I’d left Haven—why I’d had to leave. I wasn’t sure he’d understand but I desperately longed for the opportunity to tell him.
Brian was looking all perfect, minding his own business and inspecting the trim lining the front door. I caught myself ogling him for a second and for a second, I genuinely felt like everything was going to be okay.
Everything would stay this way forever, in its perfect intricacies and delicate structure. There was nothing that I could ever imagine that would tear down this kingdom I was establishing for myself. I’d somehow stumbled into a fairytale life and there were no dragons left to slay.
But sometimes people are wrong. And sometimes life hits you with a punch that no one could see coming.
But in that moment, I was so naïve that it’s almost painful to think about now. Because nothing perfect ever stays that way.
I had no idea what was coming.
And it would bring the world to its fucking knees.

Notes

Wow.

So....

That about wraps it up for Almost Easy. I shouldn't say 'that about'... that absolutely wraps it up for Almost Easy.

Don't worry too much though, because I'm already working up the first chapter of a sequel! It will be as if Blair and Brian never left. So, keep an eye out for a new story called Through All the Dust. We're moving into the future, so take a deep breath before you dive into it. Oooo, foreshadowing.

Thank you again to everyone who's come along on this story's journey. All of your comments have kept inspiration levels high and have really just made my day. I love hearing your thoughts and opinions of these crazy characters and I look forward to hearing your thoughts as we move forward!

Come back to me, it's almost easy.
xx

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RamonaFoREVer RamonaFoREVer
6/18/19

@LostinDreams77
Oh!!! I'm so glad!!! <33

fyction fyction
5/13/19

Only on chapter 6 but I bloody love it already lol

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5/13/19

@kiss my sas
Omg!!! Lol

fyction fyction
3/27/19

Ok, time for a re read on this one now :D
Baby Blair, come at me!!!

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3/27/19