Brianna Routledge. Bri for short. She's always just been John B's little sister, but to JJ it was his annoying little sister. Although she was always accepted in their friend group, she was always teased, especially by JJ, for being so annoying and...
It's been about a week since my big fight with Rafe. I haven't seen or spoken to him. I'm scared that we're drifting apart. Partly because I miss him but mostly because it means everyone else was right. And then I'm the idiot. Come on Rafe, romantic gesture. You've got this.
There's a knock at the door. Please, please pretty please be- Flowers. There are flowers at the door. I pick them up and look at the note attached to them.
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"I'm sorry for everything. Consider this a small gesture and a formal apology. Pick you up at 6."
Coward. I hate that that was my first thought after reading that. The man comes out of the van again and hands me a bigger bouquet. He smiles and nods at me.
"Thank you!" I call out as he walks back to his van. I cradle the first bouquet to take in the second.
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Wow. Maybe I do forgive him. There's also a note attached to these.
"I'm sorry you're hurting, kid. You don't deserve to feel this way. He doesn't deserve you. -JJ"
I tear up. He cares about me more than I realised. If only Rafe was this sweet.
...
So, long story short, Rafe and I are all good again. I agreed to meet with him for lunch or something like that at least and then he would not stop apologising. We had like three bites of food before going back to his place and let's just say he apologised some more.
"You should stay tonight," he says out of nowhere. My eyes snap to his.
"Are you crazy?" I yell. Stupid question. "John B would never, in a million years let me stay the night with you."
"He doesn't own you. You're old enough to make your own decisions Brianna." he says, sounding like he's getting angry.
"I understand that," I begin "but he's my older brother and he wants what's best for me. He already doesn't want me to be with you so if I tried to-"
"Then just tell him you're spending the night with Wheezie!" Rafe yells, cutting me off. I shrink. I hate when he, or anyone for that matter, yells. The only person who knows that better than anyone and really understands is Sarah. She's the same. But JJ always looks out for us. He makes sure there is no yelling when we're around.
"Maybe I should just go home." I say, my voice quiet as a mouse.
"It's like you crave his approval." Rafe says in a snarky tone. You know what? I give up on being little miss emotional. It's my turn to be angry.
"Rafe I just forgave you and you're already being an asshole, again. Every time we fight I hope that you'll be different but you're not. You're the same guy who hurts me over and over. I don't know how much more I can take." I say in a stressed tone. He laughs. It gets louder and louder. He starts to walk over to me. I step back. He doesn't stop. I can't keep going back, I'm against the wall. He stops laughing.
"You think you're little miss perfect and that you could never do anything wrong? Don't you? You think I haven't had to forgive you? Well newsflash Brianna, you're far from perfect. You're not this sweet angelic little girl. You've got quite the mouth on you. You say stupid things all the time but I forgive you. I don't make it a big deal. Because that doesn't matter. What matters is the se- the love." Rafe says in a threatening tone. He's towering over me. I slip out from my position and as I'm leaving his room I say in a harsh yet scared tone,
"You need help."
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JJ's pov
The door swings open and I hear someone thump their way to the kitchen. I get up to see who it is. I smile when I see Bri but then I notice that something is definitely off.
"Did you have a good day?" I ask in a soft tone. She slams the fridge door.
"I don't wanna talk about it." she spits, storming off to her room with a Coke. I frown. I follow after her and knock on her bedroom door. I'm surprised she isn't blasting her music. She doesn't reply but I can't hear anything. I knock again. Nothing. I hesitantly let myself in.
"Hey Bri-"
"Can't you knock? What if I had no clothes on?" she yells, interrupting me. I spot the headphones in her ears. Blasting her eardrums instead of the whole house. How thoughtful. I sit on the edge of her bed.
"I did. Twice actually." I say softly. The key to talking to Bri when she's mad is to be gentle.
"Just cause I didn't reply doesn't give you the right to just barge in." she says, her tone slightly softer.
"I know, I'm sorry. I just wanted to make sure you were ok." I say. She sits up. I scan her face. Her eyes are puffy but not red. She's been crying but it's been a little while.
"Like I said, I don't wanna talk about it." she huffs. It's not an angry huff, it's a sad huff. I want to do everything I can to make sure she feels happier. But I need to respect her. If she doesn't wanna talk about it, that's ok. I nod.
"Ok. I'm always here if you need me though." I say with a smile. She smiles too.
"Thanks JJ." she says in an already happier tone. Yes, she's sad but she's not extremely full of rage. I get up and walk out of her room.
"And for the record, you are absolutely terrifying when you're mad." I say laughing as I close her door and her smile widens. My job is done.
So guys, remember how I said I would post another chapter soon? As you can tell, it has been a while hehehe. Im sorry. I have a big surprise coming but for the time being, I think I'll be putting Meant to Be on hold. I'm sorry to any people who actually read this, I won't be stopping for too long but it might just be a chapter a month like it kinda has been lately (im very sorry) i do have a big surprise coming. But as always ily all sm and i hope you have an amazing day/night mwah
