Miracle Message (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter Nine~

Authors note:

Alright so, I'm going to be doing a time skip. As you can tell from the bottom. Anyways, hope y'all don't mind. And don't kill me for it >< I'm too impatient.

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|Three months later|

Brandon's P.O.V

"Hey what's up, Skye?" I say, holding my phone to my ear with my shoulder.

"Hey, um..I was wondering if you'd join me at a cafe for like 5 minutes. I wanted to tell you something." Skye responds.

"Uhhh, sure. Give me like 2 minutes and I'll be there." I say hanging up.

Pulling on a plaid shirt and my black vans. I walked over to my sisters room, knocking softly. There was no response, I opened the door. Seeing Clementine crying her eyes out.

Running to her side, I hold her shoulders. Making her jump slightly.

"Clem, what's wrong?" I ask.

"N-nothing, I'm fine." She sniffed.

"Don't lie to me, did someone hurt you? Because I'll break their throat."

She chuckled, moving closer to my chest. "Well, I told my crush I liked him. And he rejected me."

I saw the hurt and pain in her brown eyes, they were darker than usual. I held her close to me, rubbing her short brown hair.

"Well he doesn't deserve a beautiful girl like you." I say, kissing her hair.

"I-i'm not beautiful. But, it doesn't matter.." She trailed off.

"You're beautiful, Clem. Don't let anyone think you're not. What's that kids name?"

"Victor.."

"I see, well..I'll beat his ass later. I need to meet up with Skye. If you need anything call me, okay?"

"Okay."

I smile at her, closing her room door.

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I drive into the cafe driveway, locking my car. I saw Skye through the window sipping on a lemonade. I waved to get his attention, but it didn't work.

Opening the small clear door, I waved at Skye once more. This time it caught his attention, as he gave me a pearly smile.

"Hey, how are ya?" Skye asked.

I sit down, placing my phone from my pocket onto the wooden table. "I'm good, just stressed." I said.

"Oh I see."

"Anyways, what did you wanna talk about?"

I saw his smile fade a little, as he played with his slender black fingers. He noticed I was reading his movements, so he stopped.

"Uh, I-I have something to confess." He blurts out.

"Ok?" I say, furrowing my eyebrows.

"It took a lot of time and thinking to figure out. But, I finally know who I am. And I hope everyone can support me."

"So, I'm guessing you're gay?"

He nervously laughs. "S-somewhat, I'm actually bisexual. But at this point, I'm in love with a man."

"I see. Well, I support you man, no matter who you love or who you wanna be. You'll always be an older brother to me." I smile, looking down at my shoes.