My Prize Is The Bad boy (Complete ✔) Slow Editing

Small Memories

I woke up taking in my surrounding. I blinked a couple times getting use to the light. I recognize everything immediately and sure I was in my room. I looked at the window that was showing black even through the curtains and then I knew it must still be night or early morning.

I sat up everything that happened previously flashing back to mind.

Mom.

A single tear escaped and ran down my cheeks followed by another and another until I was full on bawling knowing that my mom will never come back and it sucks to know that I never spent a lot of time with her.

I looked down to see myself in the same clothes as before so I searched for my phone with my right hand because my left hand felt completely numb. I remembered how a few months ago in summer my mom and I took a few pictures.

I took a hold of my phone and pressed the power button seeing a few texts and calls that I've missed but instead of reading the texts I went straight to my gallery.

I looked at the pictures of my mom memories flashing back to me. I sobbed caressing the screen with my thump chuckling a little at the picture.

We were at the beach, mom was holding a grilled cheese sandwich in her hand beside me and Joey was goofing around in the background while I took the picture.

I slide through a few more pics of my mom and I and a few with mom and dad, mom, me and dad and mom,dad,me and Joey and a picture with mom,dad,me,Joey and Brett.We look so happy together. I smiled at the photo and a frown replaced my smile knowing that I can never live that moment again with my mom.

I quiet sob left my mouth and I turned to where I heard a faint snore from beside me and my gaze fell towards Brett.

Despite my crying state the position Brett was in totally made another smile and a giggle escaped my mouth.

Half of Brett was on the floor like he was lying on thin air and the next half almost on the bed,one push on his head and he'd fall right to the ground. And I did exactly that.

"What the-" Brett cursed but cut himself off because only my laughter could be heard.

"It was my pleasure making you laugh" Brett said sarcastically exercising his neck.

"Man do I feel like shit" he retorted

"Obviously" my voice spoke out looking at Brett who has a brow raised

"What? Am just stating the obvious" I said pointing towards him. He actually looked like shit. His hair was in different directions but still looked attractive and he had dark circles under his eyes and his clothes was wrinkled up.

"Whatever" he mumbled getting up off the floor and crawling to my bed.

"Feel better?" He asked. I shook my head in response because I was no where close to better. My mom just died.

Brett shift a little on the bed ending up smacking my left hand. I hissed out as the pain came running back into my arm even though I still felt the spark. I grabbed my hand holding it to my chest.

Brett apologized and held out his own hand to me. I looked at his hand questionably then back to him raising my eyebrow.

"What?" I asked. He only pointed to my hand that I was clutching unto in response so I gave in.

"Fuck" I heard him mumble as he examined my hand

"What?" I ask as I withdraw my hand to see what was on it.

Fear rose in me as I read what was on my hand 'this is all a part of the surprise Brett'. I swallowed the lump in my throat getting frighten even by the words.

"Jaimie" he mumbled again.

"What? Who's Jaimie?" I asked

"The person that wrote that on your arm" he pointed to the writing on my arm.

"Who's he?" I ask once again

"Jaimie's part of that gang I was telling you about, the same person that came after me and my mom-"

"and now me" I finished for him. He nodded which only made my fear rise. Everything is just getting better isn't it?

Karma you really have it out for me don't you

"So what are we going to do?" I ask feeling a little uneasy. Instead he shrugged.

"We should tell the police"

"What? No. It'll just get worst if we involve the police now"

"So we just sit around doing nothing?"

"We just can't involve the police...yet" he confirmed

We sat there for a few more moments until I decided to break the silence.

"Where's Joey and dad?" I asked

"I think Joey came back home with your dad a couple minutes ago before you woke" I nodded in response

A few minutes of silence and I decided to talk a little to no one in particular

"Why?" I muttered looking up to the sky as in talking to God. I wasn't sure if Brett was listening but I kept spoking what I felt

"Why? Why now? Am suppose to be living a normal life but instead am living in fear for my life now. My mom's dead,who's next? Me? Am suppose to be normal going to parties getting wasted and getting grounded not that I do get grounded. I feel so scared. I just need answers" I pause to take a deep breath before continuing

"Mom,your gone now and am so scared not having you around to tell me everything is going to be okay to tell me to forget about it and have fun. I feel so alone because I know I won't see your beautiful face tomorrow. I love you" I sniffed wiping away the tears that escaped.

I felt a small amount pressure on my shoulder and turn to look a Brett. He looks so sad, I never he'd look this sad. I would look the same way too if I were him because he was like family like mom second son.

He placed his hand on my cheek using his thump to wipe away the remaining of tears and at the sudden action I think my cheek was tingling, I was afraid the tingling sensation he might felt it. I gave him a small smile and he continue to caress my cheek with his thump,I lean into his touch enjoying his hands on my cheek the warmth his body radiates unto me and mostly his company.

I don't know what to think of the situation. Brett totally had an effect on me or maybe its something different? I guess

This could just be a friend thing right?

Maybe

"You should get some sleep" Brett said breaking the silence. He withdraw his hand suddenly missing his touch and placing it into his lap. I nodded and rested my head unto the soft pillow feeling the presence of sleep overwhelming me slowly.

"Sleep tight sunshine" Brett said placing a kiss on my forehead before my eyes fluttered shut bringing me into dreamland.

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Hey everyone, I never knew what to write but this just came to mind so hope you enjoyed it

Let's try to forget about Cass' mom's death I think. Happy songs any suggestions?❗

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