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Denial of Feelings-Part 2 (Brenda)

Everything that happened was painful. Newt's death, Teresa's death, the destruction of the city, all of it. It was all a disaster, something that we didn't want to go through ever again.

We won't have to anymore though. Life can be different now, calm, safe, content. We can be different. We are at this point. None of us are who we used to be. Now that we're here and able to process the grief and loss, we're all new people. Whether that's for better or worse, only time will tell.

There's also no more room in life for childish grudges or ridiculous jealousy. Even if that means having possibly uncomfortable conversations.

Brenda and I stayed at the bonfire for a little. As we locked eyes though, she gestured her head out towards the shore. I nodded without having to think about it and stood up with her, taking her hand in mine as we walked out towards the sea, in silence for a bit.

Her hands are warm but not in an uncomfortable way. They stopped mine from getting chilly and were most definitely soft, fitting just right in mine, our fingers interlocked as if they were made for each other alone.

"I guess you want me to tell you why I kissed you,"She sighed, looking over at me as we stopped in front of the water.

"Yeah. And just hoping you'll do it again,"I admitted, staring back at her. My face flushed a little at the directness, though she wasn't much better, which I was grateful for. Still, I maintains eye contact, which probably made that worse.

I don't care though. I like looking at her too much, taking in all her features.

"Really?"

"Yeah. Really,"I nodded.

"I never hated you, you know?"

"Yeah. I think I got that,"I laughed.

"I always liked you in a way. That just got under my skin though, because you never seemed to feel what I always did. It never seemed mutual, which killed me a little in the inside."

"I did like you too. I just didn't realize you did. I thought you had eyes for Thomas, and that destroyed me. Believing he was your choice when all I wanted was for you to look at me, to see me the way I saw you."

"Well, in case I haven't made it obvious, the choice has always been you. Or, if it wasn't before, it definitely is now,"She assured me, taking my other hand and stepping a little closer so she was just inches away from my face.

"Yeah?"I whispered against her mouth.

"Yeah,"She whispered back, reaching her arms around my shoulders. I cupped her face as I pressed my forehead against hers, my breath shaky and heart racing in anticipation. Her beautiful brown eyes burned into mine as she slowly leaned in.

Shutting my eyes, I kissed her. Again. Far more gently though, just slowly pressing my lips against hers, discovering the feeling of her. Her hands moved to under my chin as she deepened it, showing that the taste of vanilla was now even more overwhelming than the coffee. Still, it was appealing.

Though, that might have more to do with the fact that it's associated with Brenda.

My Brenda now.

My Brenda.