Welcome To The Fallout - A Crown The Empire fic

Write in the notebook, again?

When I woke up, we were pulled to a stop. Another unknown place. Fantastic. I rolled off the bed, hoping not to hurt myself, and nothing bad happened. I was perfectly okay. The door was only partially shut, when I opened it, I saw all the bunks were filled. Besides one. I opened up the door to be able to get me out of the room and I walked out of the room. I see Brandon awake and writing something in one of my notebooks. I hoped he'd never touch those.

I walked a little closer and put my hand on Brandon's shoulder. "Hi, I see you took one of my notebooks again." I said.

Brandon turned around a little to see me, "I see you still have my shirt." 

I couldn't help, but blush a little, "Yeah, and you might not get it back." I replied.

"Don't worry, you can keep it, it looks better on you instead of me." He complimented.

"Aw, thank you." I pressed my lips into his cheek, and saw what he wrote on the paper. "Hmm, what you writing there?" 

"Oh, nothing much, just something just for you." 

"That's sweet, can I read some of it?" 

"Maybe, let me finish and then I'll tell you."

"Aw, well I read a little bit of it, and it sounds super kind."

"No peeking!" Brandon flipped the notebook on it's other side and kissed my cheek.

"Okay, well, tell me when it's done!" I walked over to the counter and looked through the top and bottom cabinets. "Brandon, do you know if theres anything good to eat around here?" 

"Well, we might have to ask the driver to bring us to a store so we can re-stock."

"That sounds good, because I don't see much of anything." I stood up and turned back around.

 Brandon looked up from the notebook and smiled, "Or maybe, I hid a few things, look in places you might not look." 

I rolled my eyes at him. "Why did you make me rummage through cabinets then?" 

"Maybe just so I could see you look for something, you're quite adorable when you're curious." He looked back down at the notebook and wrote a few more words down.

Brent walked into the kitchen area and stayed silent. 

"Brent, you okay?" I asked.

"I'm fine, I just hate being apart of David's plots. Against you." Brent looked down at me.

"Against me, still?" I whispered to him.

"Yeah, he still wants you off of the bus, and it's bothering me. He's trying to make me stop being kind to you and being an overall nice guy. Seriously, I haven't even talked to you." He turned around to get a bowl and spoon out of the cupboard. "I just wish he wasn't such an asshole."

"Don't we all wish that..." I mutter.

"Soon, he'll have to face facts, you like Brandon, and he really likes you. Also, everyone on this bus wants to be successful."

"You're right, we're still on a journey to discover who we all are." 

Brandon got up and left the room to get something in the closed portion of the bus. He also left the notebook on the page he was writing for me. I was really tempted to read the thing he wrote, but I needed to stop being so curious, and wait for the moment.

"What's going on with you and Brandon now? Are you guys finally getting along?" Brent asked.

"Yes, we're fine once again, I just hope things don't get bad, only with the cause of David's reactions." 

"I swear, I'm not supporting him, and you deserve happiness. Even when people are trying to tear you apart." Brent left the room with his cereal in hand with his spoon.

I'm still waiting for Brandon to come back in here and continue working on what he was writing. It's strange that he's not even back. I'm nervous of whats causing him not to come back inside. 

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So I decided to cut it off there, again. -Renee