Mrs. Maybe Not

Chapter 4

-=+=- Pic is Brandon -=+=-

I shake the thoughts out of my head and extend my hand out to him, "Thank you for letting me stay here the night."

"He will never know you love him." James coughs behind me.

"It's our pleasure." Brandon smiles.

I continue to stare at him and he finally pulls away from my hand.

Ashley looks between the two of us and wraps an arm around Brandon's waist, "Come on baby, dinners almost ready."

Brandon sighs and follows her, "We aren't together anymore Ashley. We are only doing this for Kenzie."

James looks over at me and smirks, "Should have known you'd fall for him. But as long as Ashley's around he won't like you. He will do anything to keep Kenzie."

I nod, "Why doesn't he just take Kenzie? He probably could win her in a custody battle."

James shakes his head, "He can't ever win. He tried. Everyone told him that she'd win. Ashley gets whatever she wants. If she was about to lose Kenzie she'd probably give head to the judge."

My eyes widen and I nod, "She comes off as nice though."

"Princess, my darling. Maybe you haven't had much human interaction. But sometimes the nicest people are the biggest bitches."

I nod and start to take off to the room again.

"Brittney, just wait. Faith has a plan for everyone. You ended up here for a reason. Just give everything time. You just might end up with my brother." James smiles at me. And not a smirk. But a genuine smile.

"Smile more, James. You look very handsome that way." I say before going into the room I was staying in.

I pull out my purse and count the money I have. There was probably enough to get me a cheep car, and an apartment for now.

Then, I take out my phone looking for cars for sale near by. The cheapest and closest car was a black, 1967 Chevy Impala for $10,000. I contact the seller and then move on to finding an apartment. I had just pulled up a nice one roughly an hour from here, when Brandon walked in.

"Dinners ready. And Ashley told me that I should take you out to get some things tomorrow since she uhh works and I don't." He says scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

"That would be lovely." I smile getting up off the bed and following him out to the dinner table, "I was planning on getting a car as soon as I can, so you guys don't have to drive me places. And after that my own apartment."

"Don't be silly!" Ashley laughs, hearing my conversation with Brandon, "We would love to have you here for awhile. Let the media calm down a bit."

Brandon nods, "I agree with her. Don't you think if you were to try and get your own place someone is bound to report that they saw you?"

"I can't hide forever." I mutter and take a seat next to James.

Ashley passes me a plate with two slices of cheese pizza.

"I hope this is fine." She smiles, "You probably got use to the fancy meals at the palace when you moved in."

"I've lived there since I was born actually. First time ever leaving the palace. And my sister would always sneak in a ton of junk food. It's ten times better than all that fancy food." I reply taking a bit of the hot pizza.

The rest of dinner is mainly small talk. Brandon and Ashley talking about their day and how work was going. And every so often I noticed Brandon clench his jaw whenever Ashley would try and touch him.