Passion Before Step Siblings. Blossick

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Brick's pov:

I sigh. I just left Blossoms house, everything inside was just wanting her to come back.

I was on my way too Boomers now, he wanted to talk about something serious and I said I was up for it.

I turn up the bend to Boomers and see Bubbles and Buttercup walking in. I didn't think I would see Bubbles here, I heard a rumour about Bubbles and Boomer liking each other but nothing ever happened.

I get out the car and head in once they've turned the corner. 

Even though we don't have problems I wouldn't want to try and talk to them about nothing. I see a couple people I recognise on the way in fist bumping them.

I walk over to find Butch with some girl feeding him. Oh wow a sight to see.

"Hey man."

Butch looks at me and flies me off with a hand wave. I walk further in to find Boomer playing pool with a couple people.

I was actually surprised Boomer kept the get together as small as just the main people. Although it was our usual mates we sometimes sat with at lunch.

I walk to the table with drinks. Bubbles was there pouring and mixing different drinks.

"You know you really shouldn't mix drinks unless you really want to get drunk."

Bubbles turns to me with a grin. "It's okay, I need to let go every once in a while.", she turns back to pouring vodka into a smaller bottle of rum. 

I take the vodka from her pouring myself a drink. "So why is it you need to get smash anyway."

Bubbles sets another drink down picking up a lemonade. She shrugs. "Sometimes I just feel that having an off day or a crazy day will bring me back to normal."

Damn. I lean on the edge of the table next to her. She takes a sip of water. "I understand you, sometimes I feel like I do stupid shit for the sake of it."

"That's okay as long as you can live with the consequences." 

I look over at her to say something but Buttercup comes over cutting me off. "Hey Blossom said she'd come to the party if we promise not to get too  drunk."

Blossom. I listen in staying still.

Bubble laughs at her comment, "I've already made my drink.", she lifts up her drink proud of her weird creation.

Buttercup turns her attention as I take a sip of my drink, "Do you need anything?"

I raise my hand and take that as my queue to heading over to Boomer playing pool. I tough him on the shoulder and sit down on the high chair.

Boomer takes another shot only looking over his shoulder to give me a nod. "Do you need to talk about something?"

Boomer takes another shot levelling up his stick. "No just feel like drinking that's all."

Although I did want to talk to Boomer this really wasn't the atmosphere for it, and I didn't want to drink alone. 

"Nah, just having one of those nights." He nods before pausing from his game. He pick up a rubber to graze along the end of his stick.

"I know something that might make you night better." He smiles. "I invited that girl from last time."

"Stephanie?"

"Oh.. yeah I guess don't know her name just a face."

He pats me on the shoulder as I take another sip of my drink. "She's beautiful and plus I saw you guys the last time, you had a good time."

It wasn't that Boomer was wrong it was just, I only hung out with her cause she was alone and I didn't want to go home.

"Oh- right thanks man."

Boomer goes back to his game not paying attention to me anymore. I look around as people come in and out of the room. 

I watch as a couple grope themselves in the corner. Wtf. I stand up moving to another room where people are playing spin the bottle. 

Not fucking thank you. I watch someone kiss when the bottle lands on her. Bubbles was cheering her on lying down on the couch.

I head back. I found myself heading to the upstairs bathroom. 

I hear noises. Fuck, seriously. Someone was fucking in Boomer bedroom. I look into the room through the door partly open. 

Buttercup and Butch where making out, heavily. Damn. I laugh to myself quickly going back downstairs.

I guess you really don't know people. I down my drink as I go downstairs. More people are arriving, of course Boomer couldn't keep the party private.

I go into the main room where the drinks are pouring myself a cup of whisky. I watch as a crowd of people walk through the door coming to greet Boomer and storm the drink table.

I move out of the way, standing by the curtain to the door outside.

I go to my phone. 

Mother: Dinner. Tomorrow at 8pm. 

I sigh. I see a text from Blossom. 'I'm home alone, if you want to come over.'

I look at the time. Sent 1 hour ago. How did I miss this. I down my drink there is a possibility I could still meet her if I texted her to go home before she came to this party.

I shoot Blossom a text heading towards the door.

I'm quickly pulled back and find myself face to face with Stephanie. 

"Hey, I heard you where going to be here so I came.... and I know its silly of me but I really thought we had this connection last time."

I zone out as she continues speaking as Blossom walks in through the door coming face to face with me.

Although she was smaller than Stephanie she had more presence than her. Stephanie presses up against my side looping her arm into mine.

"Hey Blossom." Fuck, I want to crawl into the ground.

She looks like she's about to respond but Bubbles come through knocking people out  of the way.

"Blossssommm", he voice is all slurred as she wraps her hands around Blossoms neck leaning on her. 

Blossom supports her looking at Stephanie and then to our linked arms. I watch as Stephanie puts her hands out to help Bubbles not fall.

Buttercup comes downstairs flustered and quickly helps Bubbles hooking her round her neck. 

Bubbles hugs Buttercup letting go of Blossom. They walk away just as Stephanie lets go of my hand and turns to her friend.

"I guess you didn't get my text on time." She smiles but it does quite reach her eyes.

I just wanted to reach out and kiss her and go home with her. 

Butch comes downstairs and takes over the conversation. "Hey man, I barely go to see you today.", he glances at Blossom then back at me. "I hope your not leaving."

I sigh. I just wanted to leave with Blossom. She buts in, "I'm afraid I'm leaving even though I have just arrived. Bubbles is drunk and I don't think I need to be here."

She doesn't wait for a response from Butch and leaves heading after her sisters.

Butch turns his attention back to me. "I need a drink man." He pats me on the back and heads to the party.