jiley/ trittany short stories

its been a year: Trittany pt 2

Trevor stared at his reflection in the mirror, he made sure his hair looked just right. He was finally seeing the love of his life, after one painful year. But he couldn't complain, he had left her. She had to go through pregnancy by herself and give birth. He didn't even know she was pregnant. After the news of season 2 of Summerset, Trevor decided to get it over with, he thought it would only add and extra month to his time away in England, but he ended up staying for over a year. And the news never reached Brittany. When he moved to England for ten months, his phone broke. He could only get a uk phone, meaning he couldn't contact Brittany, his time at work took up most of it any way. Over the past few weeks he barely talked to anyone, he would mentally scowl at him sometimes even physically letting the anger out, he hated himself.

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Her head ached severely from the constant cries of her now 3 month old daughter. She tried to curl the last pieces of curls hanging from her mature, sexy up-do. She had a very dark smokey eye, a bold red lip; Trevor's personal favourite. She knew he was going to be at the awards tonight, even though he abandoned her, she still wanted to make a good impression. But what would he care? She thought she would be too caught up in Katy to pay attention right? Wrong. Katy was married to her husband Ryan, but Brittany wasn't aware of that. She knew how Trevor had a thing for girls looks. Katy had stunning dirty blonde hair which reached just below her hip. She had bold hazel eyes and a dimpled smile, everything Brittany wished to have. All she had was shortish blonde hair, which was dyed, and plain brown eyes. Of course someone like Katy was going to be noticed by Trevor right? Another thing Brittany got wrong. 

Brittany sighed as she put in her diamond earring and her red clutch purse to match her dress. Her dress was red with a very low v neck. He cleavage was on display but that didn't matter, Trevor wasn't there to send glares to anyone looking down there. She was a free woman. She put on her silver heels and passed her daughter to Sam, she had agreed to watch Lucia for the night.

"Thanks Sam, it means a lot."

"No worries Brit, now go and win that award." Sam replied. Brittany giggled and kissed Lucia's cheek. Oh how she wished Lucia could meet her father, but that wouldn't be happening any time soon. She tried multiple times to find a new boyfriend but once they found put about Lucia they would always call it off. She wanted the best possible child hood for Lucia, she was only young though, she didn't even know what a father was.

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"Canada's best actor award will be announced after the break, please stay tuned." The voice of the announcer spoke. It was a quarter way through the awards and Brittany felt the anxiety build up in he chest. Trevor was a few rows in front of her, he hadn't acknowledged this yet but he kept a eye open for her. Brittany needed the to phone Sam to check up on Lucia, but the only way out was to pass Trevor, she got up and hung her head low, hoping not to be caught. Fortunately Trevor hadn't realised it was her until he saw a familiar print on her arm. She was heading out the auditorium doors as he noticed. He shot up and ran as fast as he could to the doors but to many people blocked him, slowing him down.

Brittany pushed open the exit doors and was greeted with a rush of cold air hitting her exposed skin. She shivered and rubbed her arms. She called Sam and on the fifth ring she picked up.

"Hey Brit, how is it going, I'm watching from the tv." Sam spoke through the phone.

"Yeah its going great, my nomination category is up next, I'm really nervous." Brittany breathed through the phone, honestly the only thing which was worrying her was running into a certain dark haired male.

"I'm certain you will win Brit, no need to worry." Brittany smiled through the phone. She loved her sister so much, ever since they were both tiny toddlers, running around the house. She was her biggest inspiration.