Hustle and Heart

Ch.34

*Bree's POV*

"Brianna we don't think Carey is right for you..." The words of my mother kept replaying and replaying.

"Mom. Stop." I said finally coming to my senses.

"What hunny?" she asked so sweetly.

"Why can't you just accept this! I love Carey and he loves me! You always say that you want whatever makes me happy but do you really? Carey makes me so happy...I don't care what you think of this relationship. Honestly mom. Everyone else can accept this except you two. I'm not 15 anymore. I can make my own damn decisions." I finished while fuming.

"Brianna Keeley Bishop. Do not use that tone with me." She finished with a devilish smirk. "See what we mean! He's already changed you!"

"No mom I've just finally have found the courage to stick up for myself. If you cannot accept this relationship then that really does suck. Bye mom." I said while walking away trying to contain the tears. Why can't she just accept us?

*Carey's POV*

"We don't think you are right for our daughter.." His words kept replaying and replaying.

"In all do respect sir, why?" I asked genuinely interested.

"Carey I'm gonna be honest with you." He said while looking down. "She has this past... And I'm sure you already know about it but I don't want to see my baby girl in pain again. My wife is the one who really doesn't like this, I on the other hand don't mind it. But, if you hurt my daughter, you will regret it." He finished while patting my back. "Do yourself a favour and ask her about the house."

"The house? What do you mean?" I asked, clearly confused.

"Just ask her alright?" He said while walking away. 

After he left, I made my way over to where I last saw Bree. Sure enough she was sitting there with her head in her hands.

"Baby what's wrong?" I asked her, crouching down to her level. She lifted her head, exposing her tear stained face. Her beautiful face.

"I'm so sorry Carey. I'm so so sorry." she said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because my parents hate you! Your parents were so accepting.." She said while looking down.

"Babe I talked to your dad.. He just doesn't want you hurting anymore. This is mostly your moms doing." I said while sitting down next to her.

"But I'm so so happy now. Why can't she see this!" She said.

"Because she's blinded by the past.. She won't let it go." I said while standing up. "Come on, let's go home."

I took her hand in mine while we walked out of the restaurant.

"I love you." She said randomly as we reached the car.

"I love you too." I said, smiling towards her.

*Bree's POV*
*the next day*

I woke up the next morning by the smell of waffles. Stretching, I finally got out of bed and made my way downstairs. Walking into the kitchen, I see Carey and Ben slaving over the waffle maker. I sneak up behind Carey and grab a plate of waffles.

"Well good morning to you too." He said, turning around and smiling at me.

"Thanks babe." I said, reaching up to kiss his cheek.

"Ew ew stop!" Ben said while covering his eyes.

"Oh shut up!" I said while laughing.

"Hey can I talk to you?" Carey whispered.

"Um yeah." I said while walking towards the screen door. We both sat down at the outdoor table and set our plates down.

"What did you wanna talk about?" I asked while taking a bite out of my waffle.

"Your dad was telling me to ask you about the house?" He said and I admittedly froze. I haven't thought about that place in so long...

"Do you wanna go see it?" I asked him.

"If you want too? I just wanna know the story behind it." He said a little unsure.

"I'll take you. Just let me go get changed." I said while taking my plate in the kitchen. I ran up the stairs and went straight to my room. I can't believe I voluntarily want to go there... Shaking the memories and thoughts, I head over to my suitcase. I pick out some light washed jeans, a pink tank top, a grey cardigan, my white converse, and through my hair into a bun. (Outfit above). After I was done getting ready, I head downstairs to be met with Carey at the front door.

"You ready?" He asked, reaching for the keys.

"I guess." I said smiling towards him. We both walk out of Ben's house hand in hand, towards the car.

*skip car ride*

Pulling up to the all so familiar house, brought back so many memories I kept buried. I don't know why I agreed to this... Walking on to the front porch felt so right but also so wrong.

"Whose house is this?" Carey asked.

"Mine." I said while turning the key into the door lock. I opened the front door and the familiar smell came rushing to me.

"Why do you never come here during the off season?" He asked.

"Because this is where it all started..."

*authors note*
Hope you are liking these frequent updates! Only a few more chapters left! (If everything works out how I want it).