My Brother's Best Friend

Chapter 33

Alex's POV
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I was just laying in bed not really in the mood to do anything. I won't talk to anyone and I just wanted to cry. I start thinking which is never good.

What if I did something?

I knew it was odd to have someone be nice for once.

Justen is probably the same way as Brandon.

I shouldn't have trusted anyone.

This is all my fault.

Everything is always my fault.

I don't even deserve to live.

I mess everything up.

Brandon and everyone else would be better without me.

Why else would he lie to me?

I am worthless.

Then I let it all out. I started crying. I rarely cry but when I do it is usually all of the built up emotions that have been wanting to come out for a while.

I hear talking outside but I ignore it and keep trying to stop crying.

I hear feet running up the stairs and then a knock on my door.

"W-who is it?" I ask trying to control my breathing.

"It's Brandon." The voice behind the door says.

"What do you want?" I ask putting emphasis on 'you'.

"Look-" He starts until I cut him off.

"I am looking, I still see nothing but the things in my room." I say.

"Will you let me in?" He asks.

"You can come in yourself, I do not have to let you in, I am not your fudging slave!" I say, obviously mad at him.

With that he opens the door and starts walking towards me.

"Stop right there, don't come near me." I say.

"Okay then, I see that you're obviously mad at me and have every right to be, but just hear me out, I will tell you everything!" He says. I just shrug and tell him to carry on.

"Okay so first I should say that I am really really sorry for everything, and what I am about to tell you an-" He starts but I cut hum off again.

"I knew this was all a dare. No one ever cares about me! This friendship was all a lie!" I yell.

He looks taken back and I start crying.

Brandon's POV
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I can't believe she thinks this was a dare. This was a very bad idea. I am so dumb. At that moment she bursted into tears. I go my first instinct and run to her. I hug her even though there was a high chance of her slapping and yelling at me.

"Shhhhh, it wasn't a dare, I swear, I love you." I say trying to comfort her, then I realize what I said. I look at her and realize she did too.

"W-what?" She asks confused.

"I um, I-" I say but then couldn't do it.

"I have to go, I can't do this, I am sorry, but I just confessed something and I can't." I stutter and then feel a tear roll down my cheek, I immediately run and I run fast. I ran to my car and quickly drove off.

I drove fast and I didn't go back home. I am going to the place that I have gone since I was a kid. Where I let everything out, no not the gravestone, even though I go there to let everything out and talk to my dad. That is not the place I am thinking about. I am thinking about the garden that no one knows about.