My crush is my best friend

The painting

Ok so I know that I've been doing only blossom and bricks pov but the story is mainly based on the reds sorry for the other fans that like the greens and blues better but I promise I will add some other pocs into the story because I also love the greens and blues too but the greens and reds are my top favorite sorry blues lovers but I'll still add some blues and greens moments too ok bye now let's go on to the story

~~~~A.B~~~~

Brick's pov

It's been two years since the day I last came into contact with blossom, she was special and I guess I could be cliché and say she was the love of my life. Yeah I know that it's cheesy and it may seem like a lie because I let princess (himeko) and berzerk, straddle me in there 'loving' arms but personally I thought they were secretly trying to rape me, I don't know I'm just saying.

Even so I had tried pushing them away but they wouldn't move, and sadly blossom saw and well things didn't go well, we were going to go to the movies together and I guess it pained her that I was with two sluts instead of my best friend a.k.a her blossom. Even if that incident happened like 2 years ago I'm still mourning over it.

Even though she's the one who everyone thinks is heartbroken I'm actually becoming weaker and weaker inside just thinking about her crying or depressed or being with another guy... It just makes me sick to my stomach, because thinking about her in the arms of another instead of mine, I just feel like it was an impossibility made possible.

But I know that if she ever does come back I will make that into an impossibility again because just thinking about all of this makes me want to scream bloody murder... So I know that I have to at least try if she does come back.

Blossoms pov

I'm going back to where I'd originally come from.
Townsville.

And Bunny is coming with me so I guess that's a bonus, and besides she rented the apartment that's next door to mine.

I have to go to school next week it's Wednesday but the school says that they want us to get a full week of school when we start attending so I still have a couple of days left to settle into my apartment.

I was standing in the middle of my apartment, not the new one in Townsville but the old or the original I guess you could say. Well let's just cut it short and say it was the one back in 'Pari'.

It was empty now, I stared at the wall .... it was the only wall that had a splash of color. I know the person who painted this in fact they actually used to live here.

The artists name is Ricardõ but he let's me call him Ric or Ricky.

When he lived here he said that all the walls were plain... No different splashes of color, not even the floor boards could make a difference.

He said that it drove him crazy not seeing any color but he always loved looking at the view from the balcony so he never moved out.

He told me that after a year of living here he could not take it and he yelled out, " I can't take it. I cannot take this anymore!!! (Points at a random wall in the apartment) too plain!!! Boring !!!!! So ... So ... What's the word for it.... Vague !!! Yes vague !!!! I can't take this anymore !!!!!" I laughed a bit at this because he has a Hispanic accent and it sounds funny because some Hispanics can speak english fluently without an accent but he still has an accent ( note from author : I'm Hispanic so if your Hispanics and if you were offended sorry but this was not intended to offend any other Hispanics and I speak english fluently I don't have an accent ^-^ ) and so it was just a little bit funny.... Just a little.

Well anyways he then said that he pulled out his baskets of paint from his art room which I may point out that was my room before I moved in with bunny and the other room which is now bunny's room was his old room.

And well after he pulled out his paint buckets which he only used for the bigger canvases he said that he "painted the shit" out of that wall.

And well it actually come out very beautiful... What really caught my eye was the light lamp on the tree.

It was actually the first thing that caught my eye. Out of all the beauty of the moonlight glistening onto the water as it faded into the deep dark abyss. The lamp won't let it fade away and it lights everything up letting you see all the beauty of the bright colored flowers growing upon the tree leading onto the lamp hanging from the tree branch ..... I would often sit in front of it when I had to exercise and by that I mean yoga because the nearest gym was at the other side of town and would take me a long while to get there so at school I did my exercise through different sports and I did yoga at home because it helped me relax and the painting was captivating and before I knew it I would be in a 'toe pose' ( google it if you don't know what it is) for 30 minutes just staring at the painting before bunny would come and poke me really hard with her finger trying to push me over.

Which is useless because the same thing happens for two hours but then bunny tries to push me over every 5 minutes so .... Good exercise I guess - well actually that's true I have grown some muscle 😏.

And well now I won't be able to do that anymore because bunny and me won't share a apartment and I won't have the painting and now I have to suffer through my plane trip.

I put my hand against the painting and I picked up my backpack, sliding one strap over my shoulder and picking up my big red duffle bag and my roller suitcase.

I walked out my apartment walking backwards as I looked down the hall of the building and at all the other doors of all the other apartments and finally looking at mine for the last time before the doors of the elevator closed.

I gave the owner of the building the keys to my old apartment and I later found myself outside staring up at the balcony that was part of my apartment.

Where I spent so many sleepless nights just... Thinking.

About everything that happened in the past and what would happen in the future.

My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the cab driver honk on the horn, I walked up to the cab and opened the door and coming in with all my bags setting them next to me not bothering to put them in the trunk.

As the yellow car moved through the streets of Paris, I looked around to see all the parts in which I went out to with my friends and at the Eiffel Tower in which something special happened, but I guess I just can't think about it now because of what would happen whence I got to the airport and flew a plane back to my hometown, Townsville.

Townsville get ready, because I'm coming back......

Ok so I'm sorry I haven't updated in a long time but this is one of my longer chapters ( 1000+ words ) just for you guys to say sorry for not updating and for all the other short chapters. So enjoy I guess and see you next chapter.

~~~~A.B~~~~