Forever theirs.

Eighteen

A week passed as Beatrice walked through the village alone.
She didn't know how she got out without Brendan or Simon saying something but then again they were both fast asleep when she left.
She needed to breathe.
Being in a holding cell for three days affected her more than she thought it would.
She didn't know how to deal with it but something inside her wanted to pack up and run.
She didn't know where to but anywhere was better than this.
She had started to forget about Ireland but it was still in the back of her mind.
She walked up to the club before seeing the door open.
Her brows furrowed as she walked closer before questioning if she should call Brendan.
Beatrice looked at her phone before walking in.
She shut the door before looking around.
Beatrice walked around before seeing Joel and a girl sleeping on the couch upstairs with only a sheer sheet covering them.
She walked back downstairs before going into the office.
She sat at the desk before pouring herself a glass of whiskey from the bottle sitting near the lamp.
She looked at the brown alcohol before shooting it.
She then looked at her phone before hearing someone running down the hall.
Joel rushed into the room with nothing but boxers on before freezing as he saw her.
"When did you get here?" he said as he rushed back into the hall.
"Just now.
The door was open.
You need to be more careful if Brendan saw you instead of me" she said.
"We had too much to drink," he said.
"You don't need to explain.
I know" she said before picking up his clothes that we're tossed throughout the room.
She threw them into the hall.
"I suggest you walk her home.
I'm going to stay here until you get back" she said.
"Thanks," he said.
She then shut the door before sitting back down.
Suddenly her phone rang.
She picked it up knowing it was Brendan from the picture of him sleeping as his contact photo.
"Hey," she said.
'Where are you?' he said.
She could hear how panicked he was.
"The club.
I went for a walk" she said.
'Stay there' he said before hanging up.
She looked at her phone before letting it fall onto the desk.
She rubbed her face with her hands before looking around.
She didn't want to make them panic or mad but she didn't know how to say she just needed time to think.

An hour later she was sitting across from Brendan as Simon stood in the doorway.
"Do you have any idea how worried I was when I searched the entire house top to bottom only for you not to be there?" he said.
"I left a note," she said.
"You left a note.
A pathetic little thing that gave me no idea of where you were" he said.
She looked at him.
"I don't know what's gotten into you but you're starting to get me worried.
You are welcome to go on walks but maybe when we're both awake" he said.
"I need space, Brendan.
Being in that fucking cell affected me a lot alright and I can't be in such a small space without thinking im in a damn cage.
It's not like I went to another town.
It was down the road" she said.
"What if Tracy found you?
What if someone who's not a fan of me or Simon decided to kill you in the middle of the street?" he said.
She looked away.
"You're acting like a bloody Child," he said.
"Because you don't fucking understand," she said as tears ran down her face.
"Don't understand?
I've been in jail before.
I understand alright" he said.
"They found my switchblade covered in Trevor's DNA in my old apartment.
Without informing me they searched my old apartment and then continued to listen to Tracy who isn't fucking stable.
Understand that?" she said.
"Beatrice," Simon said.
"I'm just so tired of this.
Life was perfect until it wasn't and now im back to where I was before this.
Before our relationship and for once I just wanted to pretend I was alone again so I could truly think about something other than the both of you" she said.
She stood up.
"I feel like im going crazy and I hate it because it just started happening without reason.
I was ok and the next thing I know I'm like this" she said.
"And you're not helping by fucking yelling at me," she said before sliding down the wall.
Brendan walked over as she sobbed in the darkest corner of the room before picking her up.
He sat down before placing her in his lap.
"What you went through is something I will think about until im dead.
I can't lose you.
We can't fucking lose you so if you want to go on a walk and get away by yourself make sure one of us knows" Brendan said.
"You really scared us, Love," Simon said.
She looked at him "I'm sorry.
It was stupid.
I was stupid" she said.
"I know.
You were stupid but that's why I love you because you're not perfect.
At the end of the day, you're just as damaged as us" he said.
She nodded "Just don't tell at me like that again.
I don't like it when you yell" she said.
"Only if you don't give me a reason to yell.
Sometimes it's the only thing that can shut you up" he said.
"You making me out to be an emotional wreck," she said.
"I know," he said.
She hit his chest.
"Aye.
What happened to that sweet girl that would never hurt a fly?" he asked.
"Six feet under," she said.
"Simon get me a shovel.
I'm going to dig out the Beatrice I fell in love with" he said.
"Oh shut up," she said.
"Make it quick she's getting testy" Brendan said.
"I'm getting testy?" she asked.
He kissed her before groaning as she pushed him back.
"This is me being testy," she said before kissing him passionately.
She then put all her weight onto him causing his chair to fall back.
"Jesus Christ," he said.
She smirked before kissing him again.
"That's me being testy," she said.
"You almost cracked my head open," he said.
She got off of him before helping him up.
He then put all his weight onto her.
"Don't be that annoying.
Brendan" she said.
"All that arguing got me real tired," he said.
"Brendan this isn't funny.
If you fall on me I swear" she said.
Simon laughed.
She screamed as he fell on her.
She felt all the oxygen leave her body as all his weight began to crush her.
"Can't breathe.
Bren" she said.
"I'm sorry did you say something?" he asked.
"Asshole," she said.
He got off of her allowing her to breathe.
"You alright?" he asked.
"Yeah," she said as she stood up.
"If she ever tries to run away you can use that," Simon said.
"Now that's an idea," Brendan said.
She looked at Simon.
He raised an eyebrow.
"What?
Cat got your tongue love?" he asked.
"No.
I was just thinking that we could go home and I could show you how sorry I am.
See if that snaps me back to reality" she said as she looked at both of them.
"Is that a challenge?" Brendan asked.
"It could be," she said.
He looked at Simon before grabbing her.
He threw her over his shoulder before slapping her ass causing her to moan softly knowing when she got home it was going to be rough.
Not painful but enough to get her worked up at the thought of it.
Maybe sneaking out was a good idea.