Loving Ashlynn (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 52 - Like Glass (Brennan Conrad POV) Pt.5

wasn't feeling good for the past two days, allergies had me empty two boxes of kleenex. like my nose plotted against me. that is the ONLY explanation. so any divergent fans reading? I was reading and saw that the final movie was being turned into a straight to TV movie... and maybe spinoff series... I haven't watched the last movie they put out but... i thought the whole thing was doing well. lol. anyways. enjoy.

Chapter 52 – Like Glass (Brennan Conrad POV) Pt.5

"Javier you don't have to sleep outside," Thaddeus says, sounding frustrated. But it is useless as Javier grabs one of the sleeping bags. "Okay now you're just being stupid!" Thaddeus throws his hands up in the air.

"It's practically ready to snow, and you want to prove a point by sleeping out in the cold?"

"It's not like I could die out there," he retorts back, while I gather myself moving to a seated position.

Tired, in more ways than one, I push myself up and back into the drivers seat. Turning the bus off, I lock the doors, keeping Javier inside.

"Go sleep in the tub if you don't want to be up here, but, you're not sleeping outside," I grumble. Taking a step towards me, Thaddeus boycotts whatever plan Javier had, sliding between the two of us.

With more disdain in him that I've ever witnessed before, Javier leaves the front of the bus, knocking on the closed door until Harleigh opened it for him. Eyebrow rose at him she stands protectively in front of the wedged door.

"Brennan said sleep in the tub," he mutters, forcing Harleigh to glance at me over his shoulder. She only guards the door for a few seconds longer, before standing to the side and letting him in.

Up front, Thaddeus pulls out the sofa bed, before throwing two pillows and the blankets we had stored under booth bench chairs.

"You asked dad for them to come, didn't you?" he asks me quietly going to the sink and wetting a towel carrying it to me.

I wipe my face silently, before nodding. "Honestly, I just, I love her. I do."

Serious Thaddeus was here now. "But?"

"I made Devin my life and-"

"She's not a puppet," Thaddeus snorts.

Huffing, I scoff. "I helped her, but we said that was it. That we weren't going to use it anymore, but she completely played me. And for what? Samson had already said that he didn't want Taylor and she just continued going on there even to the point where she listened to a private conversation I had with my brother-"

"So it's only wrong because you and her decided," Thaddeus says dryly. Shaking my head, I deny his accusation.

"No, I mean-"

Groaning he shakes his head. "Brennan, it was wrong from the beginning. I understand to an extent what you're trying to say. After you two decided to stop, she should have stopped, but really the damage had already been done," he says slowly.

Driving his blonde hair back. When he releases his locks, his hands fall palm down onto his knees.

"So you're saying that I can't be angry that after she promised me that she would stop, she did the opposite." Throwing my head back, the rational side of me contemplates what Thaddeus is saying. For a second alone before I stop.

"It's not that she continued," I pause, "Not only that she continued."

"Devin betrayed my trust for Taylor. Listening in to Samson and mines private conversation and still threw it in his face as though-"