rich ✰ brantley gilbert!

09

C a r t e r

"She threatened to beat your ass Brantley!"I exclaim, as Brantley laughs his ass off over FaceTime.

"I'm used to it by now Darlin'"I raise an eyebrow, and he just shakes his head.

"Does Kerri wanna Kill me? That way I know if I'm staying in Boston or not, well my mothers house."I wave a finger in the dark, as I sit on the back porch, with the back light on.

"No, she understands, I don't know why, but there's something y'all ain't tellin' me."He growls a bit and I shrug.

"Oh you'd go beat his ass, that's why we're not telling you."I shake my head, and Brantley sighs.

"Please?"He Begs And I shake my head.

"I don't need you being charged for murder, it's bad enough my Mama and brother already wanna murder him."it's not bright enough that you can see the bruise on my cheek, and one has formed on my jawline.

They made me explain everything on what happened.

And I ended up balling my eyes out like a baby.

"Ok if your mama and brother wanna Kill him that's one thing cause they're over protective, but why won't you tell me, I'm your best friend!"He whines, and I raise a eyebrow.

"Oh really Mr.Gilbert?"I Ask And He Nods.

"Yep."He grins and I laugh.

"Caroline doesn't even know one part of it, she knows what happened, but I left out a little bit of detail,"I spill out and Brantley raises an eyebrow.

"Really?"He Asks And I Nod.

"Cause if I told her, You, Luke, Cole, and Mike would all be in jail." I laugh at the thought, and Brantley sighs.

"What is it going to take you to tell me this darlin'"His southern accent draws out and I ponder for a moment.

"Bruins tickets."I joke, and he nods, "Done, What game."

"Brantley I was joking!"I laugh and he sighs, and I can tell he's getting aggravated.

"Carter, I'll do anything, just tell me, please darlin' I won't end up in jail, I promise you."He pleads And I shake my head.

"Caroline's told me of your temper BG, and it's not going to happen, but you can ask Caroline for the first part of it."I suggest and he sighs, as the screen goes on pause, and he starts texting someone.

I'm lucky that there isn't enough light to show the bruises because I'm not wearing makeup, and if Brantley found out, John would be dead.

"You know my dads a cop?"I Ask, and Brantley laughs.

"No I didn't,"He starts, "are you bringing this up because you don't want me going to jail?"

"No, I'm just telling you Incase you were wondering."I shrug, and my phone goes off, with a text message from John.

"Oh what the fuck, I can't deal with him right now."I whisper, but apparently not quiet enough.

"What's wrong Darlin'?"BG questions, as I go onto text messages, and he's telling me he's at my Boston apartment.

"Nothing."I shake my head, as I tell him to go to hell, before texting my dad to send him and someone else to get him out of there.

"Carter,"I hop back on FaceTime to find him with his face softened, "Please tell me what's up."

"No!"I snap, before sighing, running a hand through my hair.

"I-I'm sorry I shouldn't have snapped, it's just a bunch of shit has happened between these past four days."I apologize, now rubbing a hand over my face.

"I understand Carter, I shouldn't have been so pushy Darlin' I'm sorry."He try's to apologize and I wave him off.

"You did nothing wrong,"I assure him, "I'll tell you why I said I can't deal with him right now."

He nods for me to go on, so I do.

"My ex boyfriend John had texted me telling me that he was at my Boston apartment, and to open the damn door, when I'm in Bellingham, and I don't have the patience's to deal with him right now, so I sent my dad and one of his buddies over to get him away from my apartment,"I rant, "Oh I wish I didn't go through the years I went through and I could have a shot of vodka right now."

"What do you mean Darlin'" Brantley questions and my eyes go wide.

"Fuck I said that aloud."I mutter running my fingers through my hair..

"I went through addiction of alcohol back when I was eighteen, at least that's when it started, and I've been a year sober."I Explain, as my hands start to shake and Brantley nods..

"Were in the same situation Carter."He Explains, And I Nod..

We sit in silence for a few moments, before Brantley breaks the silence.

"When are you comin' back to Nashville Ms.Carter?"He Asks, as I light up a Marlboro to try to get rid of my stresses, but this time it doesn't work.

"Dunno, when shit gets settled, and I can figure everything out with this 'Relationship' I had."I blow out the smoke and Brantley Sighs.

"What if I flew out to Boston? And I can help you with this John guy." He offers, and I shake my head.

"I'd love for you to come down to my hometown, and my favorite city, but you'd beat his ass, so I have to turn you down."I chuckle, and he nods, as I find it's 1:30 in the morning.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow Brant, I've gotta get to bed,"I mentioned, and he sighed, nodding in agreement.

"Night Darlin'"

"Night Brant."

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Mostly a filter chapter but I loved this chapter though.

Read me my rights case on during this😂😂

It's four in the morning and I'm going to bed

8.9.18

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