Eccedentesiast (Brandon Darrow)

#IHateYou

[#IHateYou]
I don't hate you, I love you. But loving you is killing me. So this is goodbye even if I don't want it to be.
–Nikita Gill
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      Later that night when Brandon left I went back down to look through the book once more. I read it aloud once more before it finally made since. "Son of a bitch it's Mr.Empty," I said out loud. I dialed the number once more and waited for something. I got the voice mail and I sighed. "Hi, Alison, uh my name is Aspen, I need to talk to you I'll be behind padres tonight at ten. It's about Mr. empty."
    I ended the call and grabbed my jacket. I walked to padres and stood behind it. The chill made me shiver as I waited for someone. "Aspen?" A voice asked and I quickly looked up seeing a girl.
   "Alison?" I asked and she confirmed it before we went inside to a booth. She shuffled in the seat before closing the blinds.
    "Look, I shouldn't be here," Alison said finally settling down.
    "Do you know Lance broadly? You're number was written in his library book. Who is he?" I asked.
    "I don't know," she answered shaking her head.
    "What about Mr. Empty?" I asked trying to see her reaction.
     "Mr empty gave me this phone. He's the only one who has the number. It's the same phone you called," she said showing me a phone.
    "I need to find him," I said desperate for answers, desperate for it to end.
    "I'm guessing you need something from him?" Alison said, "Its the only reason anyone goes looking for him. You need something you can't get in...normal ways."
"Wait have you met him in person?" I asked leaning forward on the table.
"No, he calls, always calls," Alison said voice shaking slightly.
"Did you know Dunbar, dunbar Rakes?" Saying his name made me flinch.
"Yeah, I went to camp with him and his vampire cousin."
"You know Zoe?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.
"Last summer, she slept with like half the boys at camp. She's a skank, look, I really shouldn't be here. He can't know I'm talking to you," Alison said fear evident in her voice.
"You don't understand I really need to find him," I said.
"He made me do things," Alison whispered looking down at the table.
"What kind of things?" I asked.
"If you want something he gives it to you, but then he knows your secrets, he owns you, controls you," she said shaking her head.
"What did you do for him?" I tried again.
"Errands, I'm one of his empties. I take photos of people, I get dirt on them. Maybe I scare them a bit, but I've never hurt anyone. He wants me to hurt someone and I...I won't," she stuttered.
"I'm gonna stop him Alison, I promise," I tell her.
"Don't go looking for him, okay? Whatever you think you need, it's not worth it. You can't stop him," Alison pleaded. But it was worth it, whatever happened the only thing I wanted was my life back. She stood to get up but I grabbed ahold of her hand.
"I need to find him," I said standing up with her. She leaned down next to my ear.
"Misconnections on flash," she whispered before turning to leave. I stood for a minute before looking to the window. My eyes widened and I stumbled back as my eyes found one of the empties in the window. I rushed out of the back of the store before stopping as I watched a car drive by. In the passengers seat was Alison but in the drivers seat I saw Hawk.
I shook my head before rushing down the street and all the way home. When I got home Trevor and Brandon were pacing the living room. "Where the hell have you been?" Trevor asked when he saw me.
"Out, dad what the hell is he doing here?" I asked pointing to Brandon.
"You wouldn't answer the phone I was worried," Trevor said sighing before laying on the couch.
"Well I'm fine, you can leave now," I said directing the last part to Brandon who still stood silently. I turned on my heel before heading up the stairs to my room. I closed my door before laying down on my bed.
"Aspen," Brandon's voice said through the door. I rolled my eyes before the door opened and Brandon walked in and shut the door.
"What do you want Brandon?" I asked standing up as he walked toward me.
"Are you okay?" He asked pushing a piece of hair back from my face as he stood in front of me.
"I'm fine okay," I say pulling my face away from his hand that still lingered near my face.
"Are you sure aspen, because I see you," he whispered. I looked down at the ground as he walked over to my wall. "Why do you keep these photos on your wall Aspen?" He asked pointing toward the wall with the drawings.
"They're reminders," I told him looking up at him.
"Reminders of what Aspen?" He pleaded with his eyes as he watched my face closely.
"Of my screw ups Brandon okay, are you happy? I've fucked up so many times and I can't keep doing this," I said angrily.
"How do you think you screwed up Aspen? Because a psycho kid held a grudge for something stupid," Brandon all but yelled.
"Because I should have seen the signs, I should have helped them, you," I whispered the last part.
"Me? Help me with what?" Brandon asked walking toward me and grabbing my face.
"Helped you through what you were feeling, what you were thinking," I said looking up at him. "When I saw you with your father, when I saw the way you really were at school, I should have helped you."
"No Aspen, you did nothing wrong okay, I messed up," Brandon said. My breathing picked up as he stared down at me. "Fuck it," Brandon whispered before his lips slammed against mine. Our lips moved together hungrily and he picked me up and pushed me against the wall. My hand traveled through his hair as his held my thighs.
He bit my lip and I gasped as his tongue slipped into my mouth. Our tongues fought for dominance and his won. We pulled apart for air and we stood there staring at each other gasping for breath. "I hate you Brandon Darrow. I hate the way you make me feel around you," I muttered as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.
"I hate the way you make me feel too Aspen Carter," he whispered against my neck.

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