Don't You Go Down-[BOOK 2]

The Special Woman

[A/N: IF YOU ARE READING THIS CHAPTER BEFORE A CHAPTER CALLED "LONELY", PLEASE READ LONELY FIRST. SOMETBING WENT WRONG BUT DON'T WORRRYY]

*WARNING: SAD AS SHIT*

It looked like Brendon kept on 'losing track of time' and arriving home late.

It bothers me. It really does. He made a promise it wouldn't happen again...

It almost reminded me of my fathe- No. Brendon is nothing like my father. Brendon is loyal and sincere, nice and loving. But things like this, showing up at home late with marks on his neck and the smell of expensive perfume on his clothes almost made me want to punch him.

The lady must be a stupid slut who's using Brendon for sex, or a stupid bitch who wants his money, a whore, scum bag, idiot, but at the same time I can't say such things...she's making Brendon happy..

All the negatives were on my mind and I wasn't paying attention to what was going on. She's making Brendon smile like I make him smile, She's making him speak in a high voice when he talks about her, it's almost like she's taking away my job...

I almost wanted to cry.

But why? There's no reason to. I'm just an insecure fangirl who needs to listen to Fake You Out before I go crazy.

I sat in my room with teary eyes for no apparent reason. I'm thinking too much.

Soon, my door slowly opened, once again revealing a perfume smelled Brendon.

"Hey, I'm back. You alright?"

"Brendon you promised it wouldn't happen again. What's your excuse now? You lost track of time again?" I say angrily.

"I'm sorry. I really am. Look, why don't you come meet her?"

"Meet her?"

The fuck?

Meet her?

"Where is she?" I asked. Brendon smiled, "Downstairs, come on."

Downstairs?!

Sighing, I get up and walk out my room with Brendon. We slowly made our way down the stairs. I could feel the goose bumps on my skin and the hair raise at the back of my neck. I'm going to meet her..

As we enter the living room, I'm greeted my the back of her head. She had black hair and was wearing a fancy pink blouse and white leggings.

Suddenly, she turns around, looking at Brendon and I. Her eyes then travel  back to me.

"Oh, you must be Ivy!" I nod and awkwardly smile. "Hi.."

"I'm Sarah, it's nice to meet you!" She smiles, but I feel like she smiles like she doesn't care.

She's nice...I see why Brendon likes her...

Brendon then speaks up, "Well Ivy, There's something we'd like to tell you." He leans on the wall a looks over at Sarah who was excited.

"Ivy, Sarah and I are becoming a couple, so I decided she'd move in. And after a while-" He grinned and looked over at Sarah. "We'd make it official."

I felt like my heart skipped a beat.

My whole world around me stopped.

No. No no no.

Bad. No. Zilch.

No, Brendon can't do this. This is wrong...I don't want her here..Make it official? Brendon wants to get married? Making her my step mom...

I keep forgetting this is real life. I can't change this. Brendon..

My eyes soon get watery. I run away up the stairs, tears flooding my eyes as I lean on my room wall.

I heard footsteps go up the stairs then to my room door. A knock came to my door, making me jump a little.

"Go away!" I yelled. Soon, the door slowly opened. I looked up to see Brendon looking down at me with a mournful look.

"Kitten.."

"I don't want her around me. I don't want anything to do with her."

Brendon sighed and bent down to me. "Kitten, I love Sarah, and she loves m-"

"S-she's just an bitch who is taking me away from you.." I can't take it anymore. I wrap my arms around Brendon's neck and hug him tightly, crying on his shoulder.

"Kitten.."