brenton's girl

thirty two

Leah's Pov

Brenton looked at me and Carson and smirked, then he reached to his side and shoved Cason smiling. He laughed and Cason began laughing too.

What just happened.

"Leah, if your mans just punched mine, I'm beating your ass." Carson said with truth behind her words. I knew she wasn't playing, but that still made me mad.

"Um, excuse me?" I said laughing even though I found nothing funny. It was simply a sarcastic laugh. "Bet. Brenton please tell me you beat the shit out of Cason just so that I can get even with his girl."

I knew Brenton didn't hit Cason, that was the only reason I was saying anything. I wasn't going to fight a pregnant woman, no matter how much she deserves it.

"Leah, chill out," Brenton said glaring at me. I bit my tongue and kept my mouth shut. Cason walked over to Carson and kissed her cheek, then sat. "Cason has a loud ass mouth but can't back his shit up. He pissed off some guys and I had to jump in."

"Cason." Carson scolded. She hit his chest and rolled her eyes. I looked at Brenton and stood up, walking to him.

I reached up, touching his eyebrow where I noticed a streak of blood. "Okay." I leaned in my tip toes and placed a kiss to his lips.

Brenton wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me to his chest, he kept me in place and leaned so his lips were by my ear. "Watch the attitude with her." He hissed, then he grabbed my jaw in his fingers and looked down at me. "That won't slide in wayside. Make sure you don't end up like Cason and make sure that you can back up your threats."

"You don't think that I can?" I asked. I tried to pull away from his grip but that didn't work, he kept me there with a tight grip.

"I don't know if you can, Leah." I smirked and yanked my arm back, I sling it forward with a flat fingered fist, hitting the side of his hard. I barely hit him, but I knew he knew that I could hit harder. I figured Brenton was going to playfully swing, but before he did I quickly dodged it and hit his stomach.

"I can handle myself." I said and turned on my heel. Brenton wrapper his arm around my waist, then pressed me against his chest. He held his other arm against my throat and leaned to my ear.

"Can you though? Don't turn your back Leah." I yanked my elbow back and hit his stomach again, he let go and I turned to face him. I grabbed his face in my hands and pecked his lips.

"I'll learn." To which he nodded and threw me on the bed beside carson.

Vivian's Pov

"Sam." I hissed, splashing water on her from my water bottle. "Wake up, damnit." Oh my god, Tony was going to kill me. Sam laid on the bathroom floor passed out.

We had just smoked a blunt and she ran from a moth, then she slipped and fell. Tony was going to murder me. Or at least try to. Ashton would probably try to, but he'd succeed.

I lifted her head into my lap, checking for blood and when I saw none there, I laid my head against the wall so that I could try to think of a solution that'd keep me alive.

And Sam of course.

Maybe if I keep throwing water at her. But then again she could drown. And die. Then I'd be in trouble for murdering her. I mean I could get Brenton and Ashton to hide the body, but do I want that on my boyfriends and brothers conscience?

Maybe if I slap her, like really hard she'll wake up? But then maybe she slaps me back and we fight. I know I'll beat her ass. So again, I'll be in trouble.

What if I just let her lie here? But what if she doesn't wake up? I quickly checked for a pulse and sighed of relief when I felt her pulse. Okay that's good.

Maybe she just needs time to wake up. Yea, let's just give her time to wake up. I agreed with my plan and then picked her head off me, then I stood up. I grabbed her two hands and began dragging her across the hotel floor.

I made it to the hallways when the door opened. I dropped Sams arms and crossed mine behind my back, then I looked at who walked in.

Please don't be room service. Please don't be room service.

I watched as Ashton looked from me, to Sam, then back at me. "Fuck." He said and ran a hand of his face. He dropped his keys and wallet on the couch and then began taking off his jacket. "I can't have another body, Vi."

"She's not dead, Ashton!" I told him but I could help but laugh. I contained myself some before I looked at him again.

"What'd you do."

"She fell. And now she's not waking up." I explained simply gesturing to Sams sleeping body.

"How'd she fall, Vi." Ashton said with an accusing voice. He raised his eyebrows and walked towards us.

"She was high." I mumbled. "I mean it was her weed so I didn't provide it and I shouldn't get in trouble. Just don't let tony find out or else I will be in a lot of trouble." I barely took a breath between my response, then Sam began stirring.

"Wh-What happened?" She asked slowly trying to sit up.

"You fell." I said and she looked at me with squinting eyes, then she looked at Ashton. "How're you feeling?"

"Why do guys look like you're planning my death?" Sam asked while she attempted to stand up. I grabbed her arms steadying her and smiled.

"I was earlier." She looked at me all types of crazy. "I was scared! I thought you died and I didn't want to get in trouble."

"Wow." She said. "What a friend."