UNBREAKABLE ↠ BRANDON ARREAGA

SEVEN - THE ONE THAT FOLLOWS BRANDON AROUND

i'm sorry. i suck because the ending is a bit rushed and there may be loads of typos and mistakes in this chapter. but it's cute. ALSO IMMA DO A QUESTION AND ANSWER THING AT THE END OF THE CHAPTER. CHECK IT OUT!!

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We couldn't film the video yesterday, so their team had called me very early in the morning in the next day to tell me that I needed to get ready in thirty minutes.

I had tiredly and reluctantly got out of the bed and walked to the restroom to get ready. I had left another on the table for my mom, so she wouldn't worry about me. To be honest, though, I was kind of worrying about her. Her mood seemed to get worse nowadays, and I didn't really have a clue why.

Their driver picked me up and drove me to a house. I got out and mumbled a quiet, "Thank you." I closed the door and walked to the back entrance, as they told me to.

I found the boys all sitting around in towels, and I could already tell that this video wasn't going to be a normal video. I nervously walked closer.

"Hey, sweetie," a woman said to me.

I focused my attention on her. "Hello."

"This silly boys just decided the video you guys are going to film, which is ridiculous." She shook her head with a smile. "But we did get something for you to change into. You're such a nice soul for dealing with them. Thank you."

"You're welcome.." I trailed off because I realized I still didn't know her name or who she was.

"Oh! Sorry, sweetie! I forgot to introduce myself, didn't I?" The lady exclaimed. "I'm Tina Porter, Austin's mother."

"Oh," I said, things clicking in my head. It made sense. Their personalities were so similar.

She gave me a bathing suit, and I took it from her hand cautiously. She laughed at my confused and slightly nervous expression. "Don't worry, sweetie. I'd react just like you did too. Who knows what they're up to?" She gave me a reassuring smile. "I bet that it won't be that bad though. Those guys wouldn't hurt a fly. Such sweethearts they are. And if they do, Mama Porter will give them a piece of her mind."

I chuckled lightly. "Thank you," I said sincerely.

"My pleasure," she replied. "Go on and change over there." She pointed to the bathroom across the room.

I walked into the bathroom quickly and closed it. I looked at what she gave me. It was a simple, one-piece, black bathing suit. I'm thankful that it wasn't a two-piece because I don't know if I'd be comfortable with that.

I put it on and cringed at the reflection in the mirror. It was a little tight-fitting, but I guess it would just have to do.

I walked out timidly and made it to where the rest of the boys were.