Endless Conflict

19 | Their Dead

At first I can kinda tell where we must be but not long after that I'm lost. We head through passages and up stairs and through rooms that look like they haven't been used in years but there still all neat and tidy all whilst Brent is holding my hand and pulling me along.

Eventually we finally make it to a certain door that apparently leads to the right room or something. "Close your eyes." Brent tells me.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because!" He says slightly annoyed but he still leans in and pecks me on the cheek lingering there one second to long so I swat him away and close my eyes.

"Okay, show me to your leader earthling." I joke around and I hear him chuckle as he takes one of my hands and his other hand opens the door, before then he puts his hands on the small of my back and leading me out of the door. I'd love to say that it was nice with his hand on my back but out in this room was freezing. I think I could feel a breeze.

"You can open your eyes now." He tells me as he backs away and as I do I open my eyes my breath catches in my throat. We're on the roof, the highest point of the house. It's only an area of maybe five meters on each side of the square like cage with railing but it's still pretty cool.

The sky is beautiful too, the stars are out and I'm pretty sure I see a shooting star. I move over to the railing and lean on it, I can see the whole town. The lights to the town look tiny and faraway but close like I could lay my finger on them. So close but so far away.

It's only then I notice how amazing there gardens are. There just so tidy and neat and green. The only thing out of place would be a loner nerf gun sitting in the middle of a big clearing.

I didn't even realise our town could look that beautiful but from up here it only looked beautiful.

"Do you like it?" Brent asks me as he comes and stands beside me.

"Brent, I'm speechless." I tell him honestly. I don't think words could describe this.

"I was hoping for something like that." He says as he moves closer to me and slings one of his arms around me and I lean into him.

"I feel like the king of the world." Brent says dreamily.

"You should," I tell him, "look at this place." I say as I fling my arm out to the view. How could you not feel like a king? He basically lives in a castle with great parents and money to roll in.

"Look at you, that's what I meant." He says as he turns towards me cupping my face in his hands. I can't help the slight blush that comes.

"And look at you Brent. I feel like the luckiest girl on the planet." I say as I lean into his hands. For about a minute we just stand there holding each other not wanting the moment to end, ever.

"Georgia." Brent whispers bringing me back to reality.

"Yes." I breath.

"Are you mad at me, for keeping all these secrets?" He asks quietly and I chuckle at him.

"Does it seem like I'm mad?" I ask him as I lean back just enough to be able to look at his face as the smile lights up.

"Not at all," he tells me "but why aren't you?" He asks as his curiosity takes over.

"Because I love you and trust you and whatever you keep from me I know you have good reason to do so." This is when I peck him on the cheek.

"Good." He says as he leans in and lays his lips to mine and I find ourselves doing just as what he said we would do earlier, making out. When we finally pull away I'm happy to find Brent as breathless as I am.

"You still do have a lot of talking to do though." I tell him referring to the family issue thing.

"Yeah I know." He says tiredly as he gives a yawn. I realise that we may have been out her longer than I thought. Not that I really wanted to go in, making out with Brent I could do all night.

"You may as well start talking now." I tell him but he shakes his head.

"Brent please, you know everything about me it isn't fair that you would keep your whole life from me." I say desperately.

He sighs, "I don't know everything about you." He says and I sigh. Okay fine you wanna play it that way.

"Okay here, I have a birth mark the shape of the moon on my hip. (Actually it's on my butt but he doesn't need to know that yet) I hate swimming. I also hate balsamic vinegar. I can't stand the smell of that bubble gum hello kitty deodorant spray. My left foot is the slightest bit longer than my right. I can play piano. I love soccer and footy and don't mind basketball." I finish of giving Brent a dazzling smile. I did leave out the slight fact of my dad and his death but I didn't want to bring it up because I'd probably end up in tears.

"The shape of a moon?" He asks, out of all those thing that's the only thing he payed attention too.

"Yes, it's actually kinda on my butt but hip as well." I tell him honestly.

"That's hot, I'd love to have a look at that one day." He says and I give him an eye roll.

"Now your turn." I tell him.

"Okay," he says "well I play football (I already know that). I like drawing. I've liked you since the third grade. I have a birth mark on my foot the shape of a heart. I hate apples, they get stuck in my teeth. My whole birth family is gone except for my dad and I have a huge scar on my ass as well as my stomach." The only thing that really hits hard is that his whole birth family is gone.

"What do you mean their gone?" I ask and he gives me a pained look. There's silence for a few seconds but he finally answers.

"They're all dead." He says and his eyes swell up with tears.

"Oh Brent I'm so sorry." I say as I cuddle up to him trying my best to give him comfort. He's not crying but he's defiantly upset and why shouldn't he be? His whole families gone, it would be not human for him not to cry.

"Brent I didn't even realise, why didn't you say anything?" I ask when he seems to have settled a little.

"I didn't want you to worry like this and plus you don't know the whole story." He says glumly. What whole story?

"Well could you tell me?" I ask and he gives me another pained look.

"Not tonight but trust me I will." I can't help but sigh. He could do this for the next fifty years for all I knew.

"Listen Georgia," he says as he cups his hands around my face "you don't know how much it hurts me to not tell you but some things are best left alone for the time being." I just nod my head hurt, why won't he tell me? Have I done something wrong and if so what did I do?

"Georgia, can you please stay the night here?" He asks me simply.

"Yes." I say basically jumping from my skin. I know we're not going to do anything but staying the night with Brent is all I want.