.:: Chapter Thirteen ~Saudade ::.
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"You're insane, Brendon." Zach sighed, "You do know the consequences of your actions if you do do this correct?"
"Yes. I know very well of them, but oh, would it be so worth while." Brendon seethed, his fingernails pressed into his palms from the anger building up.
"Okay." Zach paused, running his fingers through his short hair, "Who do I need to call to make this work?"
Brendon pulled out a yellow note pad, listing people and items he would need to make this work.
"Uh.." He clicked his tongue against his teeth as he examined the list, "I need you to call Jerry, you know, the old retired fireman that has a fire truck?" Zach nodded and wrote it down in his thin white compact notebook, Brendon continued, "I also need three of my body guards." Zach nodded then backtracked.
"Anyone in particular?" Zach asked softly.
"Chad, Jason, and Ekon." Brendon said, then continued on with his list of requests, "I also want Brian and Erin."
Zach nodded, "Do you have the gasoline and blow torch?"
Brendon smiled, "I think we're all set."
Zach shakes his head in disapproval, "This is not going to end well, and we both know that."
"Yeah, and it'll be worth it." Brendon said, not sure who he was trying to convince anymore.
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"Alright everyone." Brendon paused as the fire truck drove over a bump in the road, "Here's the plan, I want Jason watching the front door, Ekon watching the back door, and Chad keeping watch inside. Please, use the signal if someone is around, the signal is simply a cat-call." The three buffer men in the truck, nodded their heads, not like it was much movement though.
"Erin and Brian are with me, I'm gonna need you guys to help me work on the back." Erin nodded and Brain smiled.
"Finally, Jerry, when Erin waves at you, I want you to help us pull the hose out, give it to Erin and let him take control, Erin, spray any fire you see, everyone understand the plan?" Brendon asked as all men replied with a "Yes."
The fire truck came to a stop, and Chad, Jason, and Ekon shuffled out and into their spots.
Erin, Brian, and Brendon went to the beautifully planted garden looking upon it, almost admiring it.
"Woah, Bren, this is beautiful. Why are we destroying this?" Erin asked skimming his fingers along a light pink rose.
"I have my reasons. Now do your job." Brendon replied bitterly as Erin flushed pink, nodding and pour a tank full of gasoline upon the colorful rose garden, he lined the outside of the garden, then worked all the way to the middle, almost like a spiral.
Brendon smiled as the other boy continued to poor the gasoline.
"Alright Bren, your turn." Erin said bobbing his head to the blow torch in Brian's hands, Brendon applied black thick gloves onto his hands and clear protector glasses upon his face, Brian passed him the object slowly and carefully, Brendon held it in his hands and pressed the button, causing a roar from the object as he aimed all along the bright colors, it took him quite a while to get it done, but the gasoline helped to get the job done faster.
Brendon pulled back and gave the blow torch back to Brian, and Erin waved at Jerry.
Jerry unraveled the hose from the truck and handed it to Erin, as he swiftly went inside the truck to turn the water on, not too long after, clear liquid flowed out of the long white hose, almost making Erin lose his balance, but he got himself together and aimed the water at every flame his eyes could identify, after five minutes of watering the fire out, Erin gave a thumbs up to Jerry, Jerry turned the water off and helped Erin reel the hose in.
"Brian, write the note." Brendon said, gaze not leaving the now crusty black dust piles.
Brian pulled a paper out and a pen, using the side of the fire truck to write in some what legible hand writting, then with a fold, Brain pulled a roll of tape out from his pocket and stuck it upon the back door.
"Alright boys! Time to head out!" Brendon yelled out so that Chad, and Jason could hear him, Ekon was at the back door, so he was already stepping into the fire truck, Jason and Chad came jogging around to the back and hopped into the truck.
"We all good?" Brendon asked, he wanted to make sure all if his men were not harmed.
"Yes, although, I did see a car turning into the intersection not to far from here right when you called out to us, so I think it's time for us to go." Jason said, no emotion detecting from his face.
"That's insane, who works at 3 am?" Erin asked with a light hearted laugh.
"Ryan does, he has nothing better to do." Brendon said with a smirk.
"Alright, hold on boys, let's get out of here fast." Jerry called out as he stepped on the gas and zoomed out of the parking lot and into the open road.
"Brendon, if this so called Ryan guy finds out it's us, will he sue us?" Erin asked, worry obvious in his facial expression.
"No." Brendon responded, but not really sure himself.
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Ryan walked into the store and slowly strutted to the back of the store, his intention was to go water the flowers, but there was a note tapped onto the back door, he peeled it off the door and unfolded it.
'Next time, think about your actions, it was stupid of you to mess with my heart, so, I messed with your damn garden, tell your boyfriend Pete I say hi! Also! Thanks for letting us use your garden, really appreciate it.'
Ryan slowly turned around and looked at his garden, his jaw dropped to the floor, and tears effortlessly fell down his cheeks.
The pathetic part?
Half the tears were about how much he was gonna miss Brendon.
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