Hey guys!
I am so sorry that this took forever but I was fighting with writers blockade.
But finally here it is: the last chapter of The Gang Leader's Sister.
This is a big step for me because out of hundreds of stories that I started this is the very first one to actually be completed.
I hope you enjoyed reading it and if you did please vote and comment and maybe even send me a little message:)
Thank you so much and I love you! -May
I closed my eyes as I felt his lips on mine. They gave me a flashback of what was once mine and now wasn't anymore. I didn't care at that moment. My thoughts were stuck with Brooke. Brooke who I pushed so hard off me that I honestly felt a deep loneliness inside of me. It was only three days ago that I asked Brooke to leave the gang and I felt sorry. I knew that I overreacted but at the same time I was shocked about Brooke's reaction. If she didn't want to leave the gang for me now, why should she ever change her mind about that. The gang would always come before me and I wouldn't be able to live with that. Not because I was jealous or mean or anything but because I was scared. Scared of what had happened to me on Friday and scared of what could happen to Brooke every time she was doing something dangerous.
Karter's lips moved upon mine and took me back to reality. We have never actually rehearsed the kisses we would exchange in the play of Romeo and Juliet on stage. It felt weird to kiss him after all those month and also after what he did to me. I expected it to be more ... shocking ... or maybe ... breathtaking, but all that I felt was pain and loss.
In that moment with someone else's than my lover's lips on mine something clicked inside me and I realized something I hadn't before. All I wanted was Brooke. I didn't care about anyone. Karter, Riley or even Boston were only side rolls in our own play. The play was about Brooke and I. I was the one who destroyed everything we had.
I couldn't bear Karter's lips on mine anymore. Even though it wasn't real and only part of the play we acted out, I couldn't stand it.
I pulled back and turned around towards the side of the stage. I stared into Brooke's beautiful grey eyes. They weren't showing any emotion as she stood backstage with a terminal board in her hands and a headset in her ear. She was waiting for me to do something and all I wanted was to walk over to her and tell her how sorry I was. But I didn't. Instead I turned around and quickly walked off the stage. This wasn't the right moment to talk to her. I knew that the play was important to Brooke and I just broke role. She probably wouldn't even want to talk to me but I just couldn't do this. I couldn't stand there on stage for everyone could watch me while I was being eaten up from the inside.
Riley stood backstage staring at me with an angry expression. "What do you think you are doi-", she started hissing at me but I interrupted her quickly. "I can't do this, you have to play Juliet."
Her angry expression changed to one of surprise and happiness. She nodded and then ran off to put her costume on.
I felt like smiling because I knew how much it meant to her to play that role. I didn't like her too much but in that moment I forgot what she did to me. In my brain there was only the conflict between Brooke and I. Everything else was gone. I honestly wasn't sure if anything I said could change the situation between us but I was willing to try. Tomorrow. Today wasn't the time for that. I literally just ruined her play so she would probably be angry at me about that.
I didn't know where I was going I was just walking but a few minutes later I found myself on top of the school.
Our high school had a flat roof where you could easily walk on and see a few streets far.
I sat myself down and just stared at the lights of my beautiful city.
Thanks to the big clock on our school that I could see from my position, I knew that more than an hour had went by when I heard the metal door to the rooftop open.
I turned around to see who interrupted my silence to stare at the person in surprise.
"Brooke?", I asked showing my shock.
She send me a small smile that made my heart jump.
"Amber saw you going up here."
She walked over to me and sat down next to me on the cool floor.
"I'm sorry", Brooke said quietly staring out at the lights as well. My head snapped over to look at her. "YOU are sorry?", I asked irritated. "I literally just ruined your play!"
One of her arrogant grins worked itself on her face "You didn't ruin it. Well, you probably would have if I wasn't such a great director and saved it all."
I brought up a small smile but it didn't reach my eyes. "Listen, Brooke", I took a deep breath before releasing my apology way too fast. "I'msorry,Ishouldn'thaveaskedyoutoleavethegang,IjustfeltsobadafterwhsthappenedandIpanickedand-"
"Lil, calm down", she interrupted me with a smile.
I stopped talking and looked at her. "It's fine. I knew you were shocked and you shouldn't have asked me this", I regretfully lowered my head so I wouldn't have to look her in the grey eyes, "but I shouldn't have answered like I did." I rose my head back up in surprise.
"I would never leave the gang but I get that you are scared for you ... and for me. So I am going to promise you something." She stared me deeply in the eyes so I would know that she was dead serious about this. "I am not going to leave the gang BUT I'm going to give up the dangerous shit and stay with the things I'm really good at: Hacking!"
My eyes grew wide and so did the grin on my face. I couldn't believe that she wasn't angry at me about anything and she actually would be more careful.
I could feel the surprise pulsing through Brooke when I was the one kissing her.
Her lips were soft and I could smell the cigarette she had had before coming up to talk to me. The kiss felt a thousand times better than what I felt with Karter over an hour ago in front of hundreds of eyes.
The kiss we shared was passionate and when we parted we both had trouble catching our breath.
We stayed up there on the rooftop the whole night. Talking about our plans for the future and adjusting them for each other. But most of the time we were just kissing and embracing each other's company.
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