Rollercoaster (Brad Simpson/ The Vamps)

42 // Brad Isn't Here

"Who was that?" Jayce asks when they both enter the room.

"Who do you think." I sigh. I can't help but get angry at Brads tone, as if I was the one who done wrong.

"Why don't we watch a film to calm our little Dais." Nath said sliding a film into the TV and jumping onto space next me, as does Jayce.

As my all time ever film plays I can't help but tear up.

"This is mine and Brads favourite film." I almost choke on my own words. We've always loved 21 jump street.

"S-sorry." Nath stuttered looking guilty. "Should I change it?"

"No. No, don't be stupid." I forced a laugh out and focused back onto the film.

Before I knew it I felt my eyes flutter shut and I drifted to sleep.

***

I woke up to familiar voices downstairs.

"Let me see her!" Brad shouted. Oh, no. I stood up and listened from the top of the stairs.

"After the 9th time, she's asleep. Leave her alone." I heard Jayce say.

"If any of you gay boys have touched her, I swear to god!" Brad raged and after I heard the first punch I flew down the stairs.

"Stop! Stop!" I yelled trying to split them all up. It looked like a giant mess in such a perfect living room.

I grab Brads jacket to pull him back as his fist swung backwards and hit me causing me to fly back into the TV.

"Dais! I'm so sorry." He hugs me noticing what he has just done.

"See! This is what you get for coming round here acting all...hard!" I cry, I feel something cold trickle down my lip and I know I'm bleeding. "Get out!" I yell pushing him.

"I-I didn't mean it Dais, I didn't see you. I'm so sorry." I see guilt in his eyes but my heads all over the place.

He lifts his finger up to cup my chin, looking at the wound. I flinch and pull away.

"I love you." He mutters before leaving.

"I didn't know he punched you." Nath said as he dabbed the wet towel on my cut. He makes it sound like he did it on purpose, I know he didn't.

"He didn't do it on purpose." I said through my teeth.

"Course he didn't." He rolled his eyes.

"Look maybe you two should go." I wasn't thinking straight.

Without questioning within 10 minutes they were ready to leave. "Sorry, I'll text you." I mumbled before hugging them then shutting the door.

I honestly didn't know what to do with myself. Nana Carol and Jack would be back any second so I had to think quick.

I left a note:

Sorry for leaving without saying goodbye but I'll be back soon :) everything's cool, I'll text you.

Love use. Remember that xxx

I climbed into my car and slammed my head repeatedly onto the steering wheel. My phone began to vibrate.

"Hello?"

"Dais, it's Tris." He said into the phone, "Please come home, we need to see you." He sounded genuinely sad.

"Not yet." Is all I say.

"Brad isn't here." I wave of worry washed over me. "He's at his parents house." I let out a sigh of relief.

"I'll be down in 2 hours Tris."

"Love you."

I hung up and shakily began to drive back to the apartment, the place I've been dreading.

***

TRIS' POV

"should we stay in the room when she comes?" Con asks, I stop pacing up and down the room and look at him.

"Maybe I should just have some time with her...you know.." I pointed my head towards James and he nodded.

"Can't I not tell her about me and Laura? I think I should tell her." James says.

"Not yet James, I gotta tell her about brad first." I rub my neck and think for a second, "...Maybe this will be too much for her to handle, you know?"

I get a text from Daisy saying she's round the corner so I usher everyone out of Daisy's apartment and into their own.

I pour myself and her a cup of coffee and set it on the table, as if on queue the door opens..

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(Sorry for the long wait, I've been super busy with homework and stuff so I've rarely had time to update 😴

- please vote / comment as it pushes me too update ☺️

- this story should be finished by summer (July/early August😔)

- I was thinking about starting a new fanfic about cameron dallas/magcon, opinions?😃

Ly all 💕

-Grace x