My Badboy

Chapter 19

"Brittany?"
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Blake POV

After I'm done with Brittany, I need to go to the flower shop to get flowers for my sister's birthday.

I walk in and I see a figure that has the same clothes on as Brittany did today.

"Brittany?"

She turns around to look at me and her eyes widen. "Um-um, uh, hi?"

"Here ya go sweetie. How are you, you know since today is that day? Are you holding up OK? Do you miss him? How are you with Ryan? You haven't seen him in a while have you?" Says this old woman coming out of the back room with red roses.

Brittany turns around and looks at the lady. She takes the roses, pays for them and then says "Linda, be quiet! I'll tell you later" she says while nodding her head to me.

Linda I guess, looks over at me and her eyes widen. "Ohh, I'm sorry honey, I didn't mean to give it a away." She says. "Have a nice day. You tell him hi for me" she says in a whisper I just manage to get.

Brittany walks out and I chase after her. "Brittany, what was she talking about in there? Miss who? Who's Ryan?" I ask wanting to know.

She looks at me and she looks so sick, like she's ready to cry. "No-no one."

She gets in her car and drives off. I want to follow her but she doesn't want to tell me. I'll have to ask her tomorrow. Who could possibly Ryan be? Ugh.

I run my hands through my hair and sigh. I get in my car without the flowers knowing I'll get them another time. I drive towards my buddy's house, Hunter.
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"Dude you're so whipped."

"Shut up" I say to Hunter.

I have been telling Hunter everything that has happend lately, about the parties, Brittany drunk, me developing a crush for her, and how I embarrassed her today and when I saw her and what that old lady said today.

"Yes you are dude. You finally found a girl you like. You need to keep her." He says while munching on chips. "Plus, her friend Maria, is hot! I mean I don't know her but still. Man! She's gods creation." Hunter says dreamily.

"Hunter, you're so whipped." I say laughing.

"Oww, ok, I'm sorry." I say while rubbing my arm where Hunter just punched me hard.

"Dude, I'll bet you she will just come to you and tell you if you start to be nice to her. Not embarrass her. Help her. And just be her good friend so she can trust you. Then she'll open up." Hunter pointing his ginger at me, while chip crumbs fly through his mouth.

That might have been the smartest thing he has ever said. Huh. Who knew he was Cupid in a masculine body.
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Brittany POV

That was so close! Blake coukd have figured out my past. That was to close.

After I drive away I make my way to the cemetery. I don't come as often as I like, but I come about 3-4 times a week. I walk through the iron gates and walk towards my dad's grave. I set the flowers down and plop down next to his grave.

"Hey dad," I start to say. This is hard.

"So, my life has been good so far. Except I had a nightmare about you. I know you said be strong, but it's really hard. So you probably want to know if I have a boyfriend or if I like someone, and the answer is no. Well I'm pretty sure it's no. I mean there are these two guys, Liam and Blake. I mean I don't know. Liam and I had a thing the other night. And I don't know about Blake.

At first I thought Blake and I were friends, then he went and embarrassed me in front of the class. I don't know. I don't know if I like Liam, or if I like Blake. They are both very good looking, but I don't know. I think of Liam as a brother. And Blake. He's hard. I have no idea what my feelings are for him.

Oh, and mom left me. She's been gone for awhile now. But yea, other then that, nothing really exciting. Daddy, I miss you a lot. I wish you were here. It's hard for me to not cry, I know you don't want me to, but I still do. And I know, you want me to be strong, and I'm trying, but it's hard."

"I love you daddy" I say. I kiss his grave and stand up. I walk slowly to my car and get in. I drive off, going towards my home.

I really do love you dad.
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Published March 7,2016
805 words
XOXO-Me