In Between // OBX (K.C)

27

"I can't believe it," Brenna repeated for probably the 100th time that night.

"Where should we run away to once we're rich?" Kiara asked, her finger tips intertwined with Brenna's, arms swinging, as they strolled down the street.

They had the boys drop them off up the street so the van didn't attract any attention at their houses.

"London!" Brenna cheered, looking over at Kiara.

"We can see Big Ben, and ride the London Eye!" Brenna continued on, smiling as they continued down the street.

"Wait," Brenna paused, stoping in her place, her head turning towards Kiara.

"I'm not getting a cut," Brenna pointed out, moving to stand right in front of the girl.

John B had tried to offer her some of the money but she refused seeing that this was the pogues thing first, and she had her family's money, she didn't need it like they did.

"We'll use mine," Kiara shrugged.

"What about the t-shirt business?" Brenna asked kind of mocking her, taking Kiara's other hand in hers, the two standing less than a foot apart.

"We can do both," Kiara smiled, still on a high from finding the gold.

The girls held eye contact as they stood out front of their houses, both cheesing as hard as could be.

Brenna leaned forward, pressing her lips on Kiara's, who smiled, moving her hands to hold Brenna's waist pulling her close. Brenna's hand moving to hold Kiara's face.

"God," Kiara sighed, her thumb grazing Brenna's hip, "I'm so happy you moved here"

"So can we can call this official?" Brenna asked, her arms rested around Kiara's shoulders.

"Mhm," Kiara nodded leaning in to kiss the girl again.

"This is gonna drive the boys insane," Brenna laughed in between the kiss, making Kiara also laugh.

"I'll see you tomorrow?" Kiara asked breaking the kiss.

"If my Uncles don't kill me first," Brenna half joked.

"Goodnight, Ren," Kiara kissed Brenna's cheek before turning away.

"Goodnight, Kie," Brenna called as she also turned away.

"Where the hell have you been?"

Brenna squinted in the dimly lit foyer, looking at the figure who filled one of the chairs in the room.

"Oh, uh, hey," she tried to act causal.

"Answer me," Freddie said standing up, his arms crossed over his chest, he looked larger and scarier then usual in the dim lighting.

"Uhm, I was just on a walk," she shrugged.

"At three am?"

She nodded.

"I'm adding a week"

"No! You can't do that, you don't understand!"