N O S T A L G I C (incomplete)

13-So now you know

The morning sunlight hits my face and I wake up, still lying curled up in Wes's arms, who's already awake.
"Morning princess." He whispers then kisses me on my forehead.
"Morning Wes." I greet back and kiss him on the cheeck.
I sit myself upright in my bed and reach for my specs.
"I'm sorry about last night."
For the first time I dont know what to say to Wes and stare at him blankly before replying that it's okay not even knowing if it actually is okay. I then chuck the blankets off my hot body and shift my legs so that it dangles off the side of my bed. Wes jumps up and comes to my side. I slowly push my body off my bed but lose balance shortly having Wes catch me.
"Mayb-"
"No i must try at least. I will try." I interrupt him.
I try again and success. I now feel like a one year old trying to walk. I take my first step on my okay leg but the minute I trying stepping on my injured leg a stream of pain rushes towards my hip and it gives in, me falling into Wes's arms. He places me back in bed.
"You will stay in bed today and those are strict orders from Dr.Berk himself."
I pout. "But..."
"No buts." He instructs and then hands me a lollipop.
"You just know how to bribe me always carrying lollipops with you."
He ruffles my hair. "Yes just for my princess."
I smile at him wholeheartedly.
"What's for breakfast doc?" I ask with a playful smile.
He gives me the 'dont call me doc' glare.
"I will be nice to you for today and only for today. Breakfast is a surprise." He hollas back almost halfway dwon stairs. Soon after I hear the cling, clanging of crockery and cutlery, with a sweet aroma filling my nose.

So now you know. We are the Berks- Wes Berk, Bailey Berk, Astin Berk, Emily Berk (mom) and Diego Berk (dad). I guess Bailey is right, I was daddy's little girl. I remember when we went to the park he'd push me the highest on the swings, at the beach i got my favourite ice-cream with the most scoops and my favourite sprinkles ontop, he used to race us to the next tree and he'd always make me win, when the clock struck five I would press my face against the window pane in the front room knowing that when dad came home from work he'd kiss the glass and I'd be the first one he saw and when I was sick he'd always bribe me with lollipops. It's the little things that he did that make me miss him the most. I remember that Saturday morning clearly, like it was yesterday. I woke up and I couldn't find dad anywhere, it seemed that he packed most of his belongings and left without a message, a call, a letter- nothing. Just gone. I was only six when he left and for six years after I would always hope that one morning I'd wake up and he'd be lying awake next to me and kiss me on my forehead saying "Morning princess." like he always did. And for six long years I hoped and waited but being in sixth grade, age twelve I lost hope. He was gone. He wasn't there on the first day of school, he wont be here when I graduate high school, when I go to college, when I get my first car, for my first drive, for my first day of work, for my first heartbreak after my first boyfriend, for my wedding, for when I bring his grandchild(ren) into this world and he wont be here for me to see him one last time before he leaves this life. He just wont be here for me. I have to accept that and move on. I am not his little princess anymore.

"Astin, breakfast is ready you can come down!" Wes hollas to me, interrupting my thoughts.
"But doc said I must stay in bed!" I holla back with a giggle in between. A few minutes later he walks in with a tray of food and in his other hand a single flower vase containing a white rose, which he places on my bedside table.
"Where'd you get the rose from?"
"Brett's garden." We chuckle until our stomachs hurt and then Wes digs in.
"Thanks for breakfast Wes." He seems to be too engrossed in his food to hear me. Wes made my favourite, pancakes drizzled with butter and golden syrup topped off with blueberries and strawberries- the unhealthy option and to wash it all down, a berry blast smoothie- the healthy option. I dig in and my stomach begins to fill. Yummmyyyyyyy!!

"Astin...Astin..." Wes whispers, trying to wake me up from my slumber..
"Wes I swear if you interrupt my sleeping one more time I will interrupt your breathing." I say rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. He hands me my specs and I slip them on, only to find Brett not Wes.
"Go away Brett." I moan, putting the blankets over my head but he grabs my wrist.
"Let me explain." He beggs.
"Explain what? How to have sex? No! I've seen it all and I've seen enough. You think it's easy seeing the two of you together, all lovey dovey? No, you dont get to come into my life and complicate things and now wanna complicate it further! I have no clue as to why I think about you so often or why I see your face everytime I close my eyes or why when we touch my stomach gives birth to a thousand butterflies. I dont know! Brett you just don't know what you do to me and what happened last night was... was... uuuuhhhhhhh was so fucking two faced of you! So go! Now!" I yell at him.
"Please Astin don-"
"No just g-" I interrupt him but he interrupts me by clutching my face and kissing me.
"Princess are you okay up there?" Wes hollas. I guess he heard the yelling. We hear footsteps but Brett just carries on. Wes bursts through the door. Brett pecks at my lips and then is about to whisper something when Wes pulls him off me.
"You need to get your fucking shit straight, do you have a toet or a dick? You fucking bang my sister and now you kiss Astin??!!! Well you can put your fucking head between your legs and kiss your sorry ass goodbye!" Wes is furious and the next thing I know he's throwing punches at Brett.
"STOP!!!! JUST STOP I'VE SEEN ENOUGH PUNCHING!!!!!"I scream at the top of my voice. Wes stops and then clenches his jaw and fists, holding himself back.
"Leave! Now!" Wes orders like a sergeant.
Brett wipes the blood from his lip and heads for the door.
"Where do you think you going? You leave the way you came in!" Wes demands pointing at the open window. Brett climbs out through the window.
"Sorry, you're a princess, just he's not your prince." Wes states jaw still clenched and knuckles bruised. Wes walks out. When Brett kissed me every part of me wanted him but at the same time every part of me wanted him to get off me. I just hate the way I love him. Wait..What??? Did I just say the 'L' word now?

Brett's POV:
I hate myself for fucking doing this to Astin. I only banged Bailey cause my penis needed some loving. Uggghhhh! Stop Brett just stop being such a pussy and making excuses. She's the damn one I love but I feel like an asshole, a player and I deserved those punches. I match Astin now, both sides of my jaw bruised and a cut lip. Oh and a blue eye to match. But I get why Astin's brother did it though, I would have done the same thing for my sister, Ashley, he was just protecting his little sis. I feel like punching myself too so I head to the basement and take it out on my punching bag. An hour or so later I'm drenching in sweat and I stink too, so I head up to my room for a shower. I cant get her out of my mind just like she cant get me out of hers. I have to choose between Astin and Bailey and I choose Astin but I'm dating Bailey and I dont know how to make it up to Astin or how we will move on from here. I need to come up with a plan and fast before I lose her for good.

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Above is Bailey.

Cast so far:

Bailey- AnnaSophia Robb.  (Astin's sister)

Wes- Theo James.  (Astin's older brother)

Victoria- Ashley Tisdale.  (Bailey's best friend)

Brett- Ben Bowwers

Shane- Harry Styles.  (Brett's best friend)

Dwane-????????????   (Brett's best friend)

Astin- ???????????