- Brendon's Pov -
It was nearing 8 pm at night, still no word from Brooke. I had tried texting her but she just responded back that she needed some time alone, this girl made no sense. First she would stalk me and act all crazy trying to get me back, now that we're back together she's been distant and pushing me away if I try to even love on her; I wouldn't call it love in my honest opinion though. Letting out a sigh I walked into my grandmother's bedroom, her tv was on but it was muted. Walking over to her bed, she looked so frail and helpless. It's definitely hard seeing her like this when I'm used to a much different version of her, she was always active and ready for an adventure. She was very wise and always gave me advice even when I thought I didn't need it, seeing her like this now, not knowing when her last breath is going to be, it sucks. I knew that her time would be up soon, she would finally be able to go and be with her husbands.
Walking out of her room, I pulled my phone out and called my mother, she needs to know that her mother doesn't have much time left. "Brendon, is everything alright?" Her voice was filled with panic, it was very rare that I called her so I could understand why. "Yeah, mom... but I think you should come back, I don't think she has much longer. She hasn't been eating or drinking, her nurse doesn't seem to think she'll make it to next week." I could hear her soft sigh. "Alright.... I've got to finish up something's here and grab Zoey from school, we will see you tomorrow evening." Her voice sounded beyond defeated, my mother was wasn't a very expressive person but I knew that she was hurting, I just wish she'd let someone be there for her.
To pass time by I started cleaning the house, it wasn't messy but my mother would have a fit if she found dishes in the sink or trash in the bins. As I was dumping the trash from the bathroom me and Brooke share, I caught sight of a white and blue stick wrapped in some toilet paper. "What the hell?" Going into the kitchen I grabbed a set of gloves and reached into the bag to pull it out, "First response... this bitch is pregnant!" My whole world just completely stopped, how the hell did this happen?! Anytime we were intimate I've been sure that we were protected, I mean I'm stupid but not that damn stupid. My anger was starting show as the positive test in my hand started trembling, this would explain why she's been acting so crazy. I can't believe this, can it possibly be mine? I knew deep down though that it wasn't, that Brooke has been seeing someone else behind my back. Grabbing a ziplock bag, I placed the test in and shoved it into my back pocket. I wasn't sure what I was going to do but I know the smart thing to do is just play it off, at least until I can get some proof. My phone ringing made me jump a little, I quickly dug it out of my pocket hoping it would be from someone I actually wanted to talk to.
"This is, Laurence." I answered once I seen Dustin's name pop up. "I called Bill in Nashville, it seems that John is quite a character. He filled me in on everything and somethings I'd probably be better off not knowing." He sounded a bit angry, walking into the living room I sat down on the couch. "Okay, so what is going to happen? The whole office thinks I'm some sick guy who likes young girls!" I wanted to scream, I'm not like that and I didn't know until we'd already been together. "Remember what I said, deny all the accusations. You're engaged and you only moved here to take care of family, stick to that and you'll be fine. We will have an office meeting tomorrow while I send John out on a job, it will all be taken care of as long as you do what I say." Running my hand through my hair, I just wanted this to be over and John to disappear. "Alright." Just then I seen headlights pull into the drive way, quickly ending the call with Dustin and made my way into our room hiding the test in one of my shoes in our closet.
I didn't say anything to her when she walked in, I just headed into the bathroom and took a shower. "Baby? Can I join.... Did you take the trash out?" I could hear the panic in her voice, I couldn't help the smug smile that made an appearance. "Yeah I did, mother is coming into town tomorrow night. You know how she is about a dirty house." She swiped the curtain back. "Babe, I could have cleaned up for you." Pulling the curtain from her hands I closed it again. "It's not a big deal, plus it helped to pass time by while my girlfriend was out doing god knows what." I heard her scoff. "I just went to the park to clear my head, I'm sorry but you've been acting hateful towards me since we've gotten back together." Me acting hateful towards her, what a joke. "What ever you say, Brooke." Rolling my eyes I washed the soap from my body before turning the water off. "See! This is what I mean!" Stepping out after wrapping a towel around me. "Okay, how do you want me to act?! What am I not doing that pleases you?!" She seemed taken aback. "I just want us to go back to the way we were, where you loved me and hated when we were apart. You'd always call or text me any chance you got, now I hardly ever hear from you while you're at work and when you're here you just seemed pissed off all the time! It's like you come home and don't even want to be here." This girl is stupid, like seriously Kim Kardashian is smarter than this dimwitted dumbass. "Wow, for one, I am at work! You wouldn't know what that's like because you're a spoiled brat! Second off, why the hell would I be happy to come to my grandmother's house knowing that she's slowly dying in the bedroom?! Please explain to me why I should be happy about this situation?!" She wiped the tears from her eyes shaking her head. "So.... you're only acting like this because you're not happy here in this house?" Rolling my eyes, just let her think what she wants. "Yeah, I'm not thrilled to come home and wonder if my grandmother is still alive or if I'm going to walk into her room to find her dead. Would you be happy in that kind of environment?" She shook her head then wrapped her arms around my neck, the last thing I wanted was her touching me but I just stood there.
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