Andrea's POV:
When we entered that kitchen and I saw him for the first time in months and I quickly dreaded what I was doing. But I can't leave now, I can't bail on G.
"Hey sis" he said as he stood up and hugged her "I guess you know Mikey" he pointed and his young shy friend. "Um yeah" she said showing no expression whatsoever. "Hi Genesis, I've heard a lot about you" Mikey said showing his beautiful smile, though G didn't care as much as he thought. "Sorry I can't say de same" she is really blowing out my mind. You see, G isn't the type of girl to answer back like this.
Bryce instantly glanced a look at me and the nerves began to kick in. "Hey Andy" he shook my hand..
G's POV:
He shook her hand? Something must be wrong. "Hello to you too" she answered back with much sassiness. "So, you're the famous Andrea" Mikey said as he seemed impressed. How annoying. "Mike shut it" Bryce snapped at the shy boy who'm was still eating fruits. "Oh don't, I want to know" An said trying to convince Mikey, but Bryce could kill him.
"What the hell is going on here?" Mom asked, she had just witnessed the most uncomfortable scene ever. "I wonder the same thing" I said, breaking the ice between us. But in a moment of seconds Andrea was gone. Though I knew were to find her. I ran out of the kitchen and made my way upstairs to my room. Specifically to my window, there was some kind of latter on the outside. I climbed it and entered her room, I knew she would be there but not like that. Almost in tears.
"What happened?" I asked as I sat next to her. I hated the fact of her hurting. "There's something I didn't tell you" you must know, An is a girl of mystery. So for her to say this and at this moment, scares me. "What's going on?" She took a deep breath and cuddled her pillow. "Remember my trip to Canada?" I nodded so she would continue talking. "It wasn't a trip at all, my mom took me to meet her boyfriend.." Her voice cracked more by every word she said. "What's the problem? your parents are divorced" I asked. "I went out before dinner, to think about everything more clearly. I sat on a bench at the park next to someone but I didn't care to see who it was.."
{flashback}
"Andrea?" I heard a deep voice say. I was too scared to turn around, but it was a familiar voice. "Bryce? what are you doing here?" I have to admit, butterflies crossed my stomach. "Just sitting on a bench I think" we laughed a little. "What about you?" His eyes showed he cared. "On a trip with my mom" he tilted his head in confusion.
"She wanted me to meet her new boyfriend" I said pretty bumped, meeting people wasn't my thing. "Why aren't you happy?" I turned to look at the trees, thinking about what to respond. "I guess I'm not ready" I could feel him smile, it was a weird feeling. "Would you like me to be your date at dinner" he asked with that bright smile of his. "I wouldn't love anything more.."{end of flashback}
"So, what's so bad about that?" I cut her off. "Let me finish! After dinner we went to my hotel room.." I cut her off once again "YOU HAD SEX!" I'm pretty sure the whole neighborhood heard me. "WHAT THE HECK GENESIS!" We bursted in laughter. "We watched a couple movies and ate candies and popcorn.. and we kissed"
"OH BOY THAT'S BAD!" I yelled once again. Seriously I don't get how no one has walked in to ask if everything's okay. "That's not all, he said I'll wait for you, as long as it takes. But a week later he was with some girl kissing at a bar" she said as the tears fell down one after another.
"That son of a beautiful mother.." I snuggled her into a hug, she loved those. "There's a family dinner tonight and you're coming. We are going to show him what he lost"
*
We walked in to my house and as we made our way towards the stairs someone stepped in front of us. "I just wanted to ask, where's the bathroom?" Young Mikey spoke. "I'm pretty sure Bryce knows" I snapped, again, I can't control it. "What she means to say is, down the hallway on the left" An said cutting me off since he seemed pretty upset. We all walked away and once we were safe and sound in my room, An had to bring it up. "He seemed nervous to talk to you" I rolled my eyes and kept looking for clothes. "He's just really shy" I always found a way to things, well, my way. "We should probably go down stairs and try to be nice to them" she changed the subject.Though once again, mom stepped in. "I think we should talk sweetie, the three of us." Andrea walked out and I saw Bryce walk in crying his eyes out. They both sat in front of me and I instantly knew this was going to break me. "I know you guys are hurt but you're siblings. We all make mistakes and at some point we need to forgive and love again" mom always thought she was a psychologist. "What did I do wrong?" he asked as he looked straight at me. "You left me! when you left this house you didn't even say goodbye. You wouldn't answer my calls or my letters. You shut me down. You forgot about your little sister, who you used to be really close to. You were the only one who understood me and you left" mom walked out letting us have some space. "I'm sorry, but everything was too hard on me. I couldn't bare to say goodbye to you. You were my little princess, and I just couldn't do it.." he was still in tears "please forgive me"
I know I promised myself not to fall again. Not to get my hopes up once again. Because nothing hurts more than a broken heart, and if it's your own brother the main reason? That hurts even more. Though when you love someone a lot, your way of thinking can change in just seconds.
I stood up from my bed and hugged him. We were both crying now..
*
"So what did I loose?" Mikey asked laying all his attention on us. "We made up" I said sitting next to mom while I grabbed some popcorn. "Wow I've been really focused on these cartoons then" we shared a laugh.---------------------------------------
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