Strangers - a Brad Simpson fanfic (sequel to Be Alright)

We Go Together or We Don't Go Down At All

"What the hell, Arianna?" Brad yelled, pain in his eyes as he looked at me. "You text me saying 'goodbye' then you turn up at my frigging door?!"

"Brad..." I started.

"No! I'm done with this, Ari. Just face it. It's never going to work is it?"

"Brad, listen to me!" I shouted. I couldn't do this anymore. "What happened before... everything... I don't think its over."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Brad was still shouting. God, I hate when people are like this.

I didn't know how to explain anything to him - I never did. Not even before. "I mean exactly what I just said, Brad! It isn't over!"

"How do you know?!" at this point, Brad was practically screaming - who ever his hotel neighbours were probably hated us by now.

"Oh, I don't know? Probably because I just got chased down an alleyway by an anonymous creep who told me they'd 'see me soon'." I blurted out.

Brad finally calmed down. "What do you mean?"

"I mean exactly what I just bloody said!" I sighed. "Listen, Brad. Whatever this is, we're in it together. Do you honestly think its a coincidence that this happens to me as soon as I find you again? Because I don't."

Brad bit his lip then shook his head. "What do you wanna do then?"

I didn't know what to say. What do I want to do? Do Brad and I need to stick together, or should we stay as far away from each other as possible? I know which option I wanted, but the right option is the important one. "I don't know... I just..." I hesitated again. For God's sake Arianna. "Maybe we should stick together. I think its best thing to do right now."

"What happened to goodbye?" Brad muttered.

"Guess thats on stand by for now. Brad, we need to protect each other. What ever this is, we're a part of it, and somebody wants to get us." I sighed.

"Fine," said Brad. "but what about the band?"

Crap. I forgot about that. "We'll have to figure that out as we go along, I guess."

Brad slumped down on the hotel sofa as I sat on his bed, staring at the window as the sun continued to rise over New York City. It looked so beautiful... it was almost upsetting - the fact that I'm so scared within a city that should be one of the happiest places on earth for me.