It didn't take long for us to cross paths again. A young bitch of a girl had moved next door to Felicia and the mysterious guy from the bar was always at her house for one reason or another. The first time we actually spoke to each other was when I found him coming out of the girl's house after my sister had been badly burned in an attack on rebel vampires.
I dragged her into the house when she appeared in the road and threw her into the tub of ice we had prepared before she went. Frantically running out of the house looking for ANYONE that could help her. As if fate were intervening, I ran straight into him,literally.
Without question and not even a hint of the attitude he had given Felicia a few nights prior,he followed me into Felicia's house, rushing to aide Luna. The noise, partnered with my emotions were enough to wake Felicia,who came rushing into the bathroom and started what would be the biggest and one of the last fights of our relationship.
Rather than show concern for my sister, she was infuriated by the fact that I had invited the "witch" into the her house. He helped to heal Luna while her and I fought. I followed him outside, thanking him,realizing only then that I hadn't even gotten his name.
Brandon, he said as I gave him my number and let him know that if he needed anything to call, as I went back inside to face the wrath from Felicia, thinking Luna and Brandon are lucky they got to escape.
I took off as Felicia slipped into downtime mid-argument, frustrated and in a mood to raise hell. Walking down the street a truck pulled up next to me,and wouldn't you know, there he was again. Something about this guy had me interested, and never once did he show me the nastiness I saw him give to others.
I couldn't help but flirt a bit as he drove us to a bar. I was hurt and angry and looking for a way to get at Felicia. Turns out, Brandon didn't end up being that weapon. After some conversation and picking up on his interest in me, I actually left with someone else,not wanting to use him in any way. Brandon was special and there was something about him, I needed to know more.
Without question and not even a hint of the attitude he had given Felicia a few nights prior,he followed me into Felicia's house, rushing to aide Luna. The noise, partnered with my emotions were enough to wake Felicia,who came rushing into the bathroom and started what would be the biggest and one of the last fights of our relationship.
Rather than show concern for my sister, she was infuriated by the fact that I had invited the "witch" into the her house. He helped to heal Luna while her and I fought. I followed him outside, thanking him,realizing only then that I hadn't even gotten his name.
Brandon, he said as I gave him my number and let him know that if he needed anything to call, as I went back inside to face the wrath from Felicia, thinking Luna and Brandon are lucky they got to escape.
I took off as Felicia slipped into downtime mid-argument, frustrated and in a mood to raise hell. Walking down the street a truck pulled up next to me,and wouldn't you know, there he was again. Something about this guy had me interested, and never once did he show me the nastiness I saw him give to others.
I couldn't help but flirt a bit as he drove us to a bar. I was hurt and angry and looking for a way to get at Felicia. Turns out, Brandon didn't end up being that weapon. After some conversation and picking up on his interest in me, I actually left with someone else,not wanting to use him in any way. Brandon was special and there was something about him, I needed to know more.
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