Aftermath

Chapter Eight - Who knows?

                     - Brendon's pov -

  How could she have taken up for that two timing little punk? How could she be so blind to see that he was using her? Taking a deep breath I needed to calm myself, I had bigger problems to solve, like the fact that Brooke was back in town and telling people about the baby.  I had stupidly thought that when my grandmother had passed and everything was settled I could come back home and get back to the way things were, only I come home to find the girl I love with the bosses son, after asking around no one had even known them to being a couple, I couldn't help but assume that it was just a show to make me jealous and boy was it working. 

  Sitting in my office thinking back to  kissing her this week it only reminded me how right we were together, I knew she felt it too. The only thing holding her back was Collin, if I kept reminding her how good we once were she'd leave him and come back to me, it doesn't matter that she asked me to leave her alone, I know she's just upset. In order for me to win her back, I need to take care of Brooke first, I'd do that as soon as I figured out a plan of action.  Gathering my stuff, I figured I'd head home, it's not like I was going to get any work done anyway. Passing by her desk, I made sure to keep my eyes on the door, I know that if I looked at her, I'd be done for.

  "Hey, bubba."  Zoey mumbled with her head buried in her workbooks, walking over to the kitchen table I rested my head in my hands sighing.  "What's wrong?"  She glanced over at me frowning. "Brooke! It's always fucking, Brooke."  I really had her attention now.  "What about that thot?"  "She's back in town and telling people about the baby."  She groaned slamming her head down.  "We're going to have to kill her, it's the only way. Lucky for you, I know how to commit the perfect murder thanks to that awesome show, how to get away with murder."   My eyes nearly popped out of my head.  "What the fuck, Zoe?! I'm not going to kill her, you psycho!" Shrugging her shoulders she went back to her workbook.  "Just talk to her, make sure she isn't claiming it as yours."   Rolling my eyes at her advice.  "Yeah, cause I totally didn't think of that before!" She looked up at me with an annoyed expression.  "Go away, you're annoying me with your life problems. I ain't got time for that."  Getting up from the table I pushed my chair back in.  "Rude." I snapped back and going to the fridge pulling a beer out, heading into the living room the doorbell sounded echoing through the house.  "Not getting it!"  Zoey shouted from the kitchen, rolling my eyes I walked to the door opening it to find Brooke standing there. Well, at least now I don't have to go looking for her. 

  "Ah, just the girl I was thinking about." I said opening the door further for her to come in, she gave me a shocked look but smiled.  "I'm glad to hear that, I thought that you'd slam the door in my face."   Chuckling I sat down on the couch taking a sip of my beer.  "Thought about it, but we have some things to discuss."  She sat next to me nodding her head.  "I know, that's why I came by."  "Well, say what you came to say."  She nodded then sighed.  "Brendon, everything has been so screwed up. I don't even know where to begin with any sorts of explanation, I'm sure that you could careless about my apologies or excuses."  "Yeah. Kinda pointless to me now."  She sighed lowering her head, her hand was resting on her stomach.  "When I first started this whole ordeal, it was to protect you and bring you back home. I figured if I could find a way to blackmail him, that way he'd leave you alone."  Resting my head on the back of the couch, I listened to her shitty explanation.  "So, sleeping with him was your go to option?"  "I didn't know what else to do! I wanted to help you! I wanted to bring you back here, that way we could eventually be together again..."  shaking my head, she couldn't be serious.  "I was with Sutton! What makes you think that we'd get back together?"  "She was 17, Brendon! She's a child still!"   Rolling my eyes at her pitiful excuse, then a thought came to me.  "How the hell do you know all this? How do you possibly know all the details that I've never told you?"  Her eyes widened and quickly glanced away.  "It's not important."  She snapped regaining her composure.  "The hell it isn't! Tell me, who is your mole?"  "No."  Awesome, now I can't trust a damn person. "Well, I don't want to hear the sordid details of your fucked up relationship. What are you doing going near Sutton?"  She narrowed her eyes at me.  "I've been no where near that child."  She snapped.  "Then how does she know that you're pregnant?!"   She raised a brow and smirked.  "I seen her the doctors office, I was checking out as she was being taken into the back."  My whole world just stopped, my heart felt like it had sank into my stomach.  "You seen Sutton at the obgyn office?" She nodded still smiling.  "You're lying!"  I jumped up from the couch pacing now, had that prick gotten her pregnant? "I'm not, ask her for yourself."  Growling under my breath, I fisted a hand full of my hair, this couldn't be happening.

    "What's going on?" Zoey asked walking into the living room, she made sure to give Brooke a nasty glare.  "Brendon's child lover is pregnant."  Brooke said smugly, I hadn't told Zoey about about Sutton and I hadn't planned on it either but now that Brooke's big mouth opened, I knew she would question me. "Shut the hell up, Brooke!" I snapped glaring at her, Zoey looked over at me with raised brows.  "Three questions, first! What is a child lover? Second, is it yours? Third, who is she?" Zoey asked, rolling my head back I groaned.  "Thank you! Thank you so much!" I snapped at Brooke again, Zoey was now standing with her arms across her chest. "She was 17 when we first got together, so jealous bitch over here likes calling her a child. No it's not mine, we haven't slept together since almost three months ago. I'm also not going to telling you who she is."   "Why not?"  Feeling like I wanted to punch something, I sat down again.  "Because it's none of your damn business! And you!" I shouted looking at Brooke.  "You need to start talking or start walking because if you're here to stir up some more drama then I'll have Zoey drag you out by your hair."  She glared at me, daring me to try.  "I'll see myself out." She snapped then smiled.  "I guess now that she's pregnant too, we'll be seeing more of each other at the doctors office."   And with that she walked out of the house.

  "You really know how to choose em." Zoey muttered before heading to her room, she slammed her door shut letting me know she was pissed at me for not telling her who the girl is, well I suppose she'll find out eventually. Sitting on the couch my arms were propped with my knees and my head rested in my hands, why is it that I just can't seem to be allowed to be happy? What have I done so wrong to deserve this? I just want to love someone and for someone to love me back, am I always going to be this miserable?  "Bubba..." I felt the couch dip right next to me, her hand gently touched my shoulder in a comforting way.  "You haven't done anything to deserve any of this, it's just a string of bad picking of girls. You will find a woman, who's going to give you the world like you'll do for her. You just need to get through these rough times and rid Brooke for good, as long as the spawn of Satan isn't yours."   I couldn't help but to grin, looking over at her, the feeling of support was nice for once.  "I can't help but to fall for the wrong girls, I thought that she was the one... every time she smiled, it lit up my world. Holding her in my arms made me feel invincible, like nothing could break me as long as she was with me. Every time we kissed, as girly as it sounds but she made my heart skip a beat. I fucking loved her so much, I swear... how is the heart clings to something that isn't meant to be? Why do we do this to ourselves...?"  She rested her head against my shoulder.  "You know the saying, if it's meant to be then it will be. Who knows, maybe right now isn't y'alls time, but who's to say that later on down the road, you both find you way back to each other."  Swallowing the lump in my throat, her words giving me hope that maybe one day we can be. "Thanks, Zoe."  "I'm here now, Bubba.... you're not alone anymore, so please don't shut me out."  Resting my head against hers, I let out a sigh.  "I'll try not too."