Brett Talbot Imagines

Part 43: Request #38

A short imagine here, but I'll be posting the next one sooner than later :) Hope you guys enjoy this! Sorry if errors occur

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You felt conflicted.

You tried muting whatever he was talking about, the hurt in your chest was causing too much pain. And all you wanted to do now was to sleep everything off and forget the problems ever existed in the first place.

"Brett can you just..." you clenched your teeth before making hand gestures that seemed like you were choking him. "Shut up?"

"Wha- Y/N, you just saw him destroy coach's car, what do you think I-"

"Brett," you huffed, your blood feeling hot and thick from the anger and irritation you were feeling towards him.

"Y/N," the tall werewolf looked at you with a serious expression on his face.

"What do you want me to do when Liam's like that?" You asked him, frustration now starting to lace the tone of your voice. "I'm trying my best to understand him, help him in whatever he's going through right now and I don't need your bullsht to add up to anymore of the problems I am trying to face."

Brett was silent for a while, taking in whatever you just told him.

"Me or him?"

It was the only question you didn't want to encounter in the relationship when it came between you, Brett and your brother.

"Me or him, Y/N?" Brett repeated the question when you didn't answer and just kept quiet.

You felt angry tears start to fill up your waterline and blur you vision of this guy that gave you all sorts of emotion for the past years.

"Him."

With a deep breath and a sigh of defeat and heartbreak, Brett could only look at you as he fought back his own tears that threatened to show-all the feelings he had for you raging and breaking inside of him as you sided with your brother rather than Brett.

Biting his lower lips, Brett ran his fingers through his hair before closing the gap between the two of you. His hands cupped your face before you felt his lips plant a soft kiss on your forehead, it lingered there longer while you felt the tears threateningly close to falling.

You held his hand and looked up in those green eyes that made you feel all sorts of emotions one last time before he walked out of your room, the door closing with a soft click. You honestly didn't know what to feel, you sniffed and wiped away the tears that were close to falling before breathing in deeply to calm the sob that was forming in your throat.

Walking to your bed, you sat on the edge and just took everything in. But the sound of the door opening interrupted your reverie.

"Hey," Liam walked in and sat down beside you, feeling guilty that he was the cause of the conflict between you and Brett. "I'm sorry about-"

"No, it's not your fault so don't even go there," you chuckled lightly, tousling his hair.