Flower Boy

Chapter 8

(!Mature Scene!)

Brett looks in the mirror and smirks, he wore a simple black button up shirt, and a pair of black denim jeans. His hair was slicked back, a single metal chain hangs from his neck with a ring at the end. His eyes scan over his own body, a large smirk on his lips.

Perfect~

He walks away from the floor length mirror and leaves the room, a large smirk on his lips as his mind fills with Aiden.

No way you're getting away from me that easily.

He steps outside and instantly spots Witney's car, her white Camaro sitting at the end of his front porch steps. His hand slides over the smooth cold handle before pulling it back and opening the door.

"Hey baby, ready to go?" Witney gives him a smiles.

She wore a red v-neck shirt, her breast showing greatly as if they were sticking out, her long legs showing as the short jean fabric of her shorts rode extra high. He gives a sharp smile before sliding in, quickly gripping into the door as Witney slams on the gas; he could never understand the mentality of her mind while driving, and the reason for such great speed. He closed his eyes briefly at seeing a stop sign up ahead, a small car driving by slowly.

"Shitshitshitshitshit-" he chanted under his breathe, his heart rate rising with each microsecond.

"Woo!" Witney's voice rips through the air, making Brett shudder.

"Slow the fuck down Witney!"

"Aw, why?" Against her own protest, Witney slows the car down just in time as they pull up to the stop sign.

"Because goddamn it, you're going to kill us." He looks over at her like she's a mad woman, just waiting to jump at him.

"Oh pft- so dramatic."

With that her foot slams on the gas once more, jerking the car forward as they fly down the road. Brett says a silent prayer, thinking it'll be the last one.

.........

Brett feels like he's going to puke as he steps out of the car, his hand on the door to steady himself.

"I'm going to go find Hailey and Kaley, bye baby!" She runs over her kisses him on the cheek before turning and running up the steps of the large house.

The Berntsen's house was huge, large windows faced the front yard that had a large garden and a giant fountain in the center. It had vines growing up the sides, large rose bushes lining the ground around the old bricks, and the family crest was carved in the center above the two large doors that stood open. Brett sighs once more before running his fingers through his brunette copper hair, he already wished to be drunk.

"Hey, see you arrived alive." Caleb chuckles as he walks up, Taylor on his side as they both carry a red plastic cup.

"Here," Taylor holds out one of the cups. "Looks like you need a drink."

Brett takes it from his hand, drinking it down in one gulp, the bitter taste drown his taste buds. He let's out a sigh, already feeling the alcohol calm his nerves, he has never been a little weight, but that may change after such a ride.

"Damn, that bad?" Caleb asks, a small look of concern on his face.

"She nearly hit a car on the way here, twice."

"Shit." Taylor's eyes go wide briefly, making a mental note to never take up a ride with her.

"Yeah."