𝐌𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

#11 Brett Talbot

Warnings: None

"Because when I look at you, I see all the stars in your eyes," Brett whispered," Because I fell in love with you." "Brett Talbot?" The (h/c) haired girl whispered, her voice gradually getting louder," You mean the boy who bullied me for years? The one who made me crave death? The one who made me feel like nothing?" "(Y/n) you don't understand," He reached out to touch her shoulder but she moved back in fear. "Talbot please," She whispered," We've known each other since kindergarten then suddenly in sixth grade you just made my life hell, and you've made every year since then a living hell for me. What did I even do?!?" "You didn't do anything okay?" Brett clenched his fist," I was the one who fucked the whole thing up because I was a selfish prick who knew you were in love with this stupid kid and I was in love with you and still are but you were going to replace me and I had to get your attention one way or another. I know it was stupid of me and I lost my best friend but I- I was stupid," Brett looked into her eyes," What I said was true, you were always everything in my eyes, sometimes you were a pain in the fucking ass, I loved you anyway and I will continue to love you." "If you loved me so much why'd you hurt me?" (Y/n) glared at him through the tears in her eyes, the wind blowing her (h/l) (H/c) hair back as Brett stared at her. "Because I was scared," Brett muttered, loud enough for her to hear," Because I was a coward and a monster. I'm a werewolf and I was a young kid who didn't know anything, I could've hurt you." "That's your excuse," (Y/n) snapped at him," You're not a monster because you were a werewolf, stop using what you are as an excuse. You're a monster because of what you do, Brett. You're a monster because you push people away, you push them to the point of death because you make them feel like shit because you're an asshole. Your excuse is being a werewolf, but that's not even an excuse." She took a step back, ready to fall off the edge. Brett rushed forward and gripped onto her hand, holding it tight as she hung from the side of the bridge. (Y/n) looked down at the water and tried to let go of his hand. "I won't let you die," Brett's grip on her hand tightened, trying to pull her up. "Brett let me go. I just want to disappear," She cried out, staring into his eyes. "I won't let go just because you told me to," He grunted as he pulled the girl up. He brought her into a hug," I'm sorry." "I'm sorry- So sorry for being a monster because all I did was hurt you when you needed me," Brett sobbed into her neck," I'm so sorry that I pushed you to this point." (Y/n) stood there silently before slowly wrapping her arms around him into a hug. "Would it help you forgive me if I let you slap me?" Brett joked to her like they did when they were younger. ~~ "Brett Talbot!" (Y/n) screeched, pinching the young boy," Why would you do that?" "Hey I didn't do anything," Brett raised his hands to prove his innocence," It was your fault anyway!" "You pushed me into the mud and got my dress all dirty," (Y/n)'s eyes filled with tears," I looked pretty today because it was a special day! Brett, it's picture day!" "C'mon (Y/n) stop being a crybaby," Brett rolled his eyes jokingly but started to take off his jacket," Here put this on it was cover the mud stains." He handed it to her and (Y/n) quickly put it on her. "Besides you look pretty every day. At least to me." He muttered as he stared at her. "Huh did you say something," She looked at him and smiled," Thanks for the jacket, Brett! You're like my own personal superman!" "I mean you can slap me if it would help you forgive me," He held out his face to her jokingly. "Maybe I will forgive you," (Y/n) kissed his cheek," But I wouldn't slap you." "I'm gonna hold that against you," Brett exclaimed happily. ~~ "So (Y/n)," Brett wiggled his eyebrows and poked his cheek," Where's my kiss?" "What kiss?" (Y/n) asked, wiping away the fear that was falling from his eye," Something you're making up right now?" "Nooo remember that time in fifth grade where you gave me a kiss on the cheek?" Brett asked," I told you I would hold it against you!" "I don't remember anything," (Y/n) played dumb. Because not everything is a happy story, sometimes there are bumps in the road that will lead to tragic endings, sometimes it will lead to a happy ending.

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