prove it - j.g

chapter twenty nine: "you're one to know the feeling"

vanessa thomas

it's been about two and a half hours since jack told me about november and we were now awaiting the arrival of brandon and bethany. thing is, this is the first time jack is meeting them. hopefully all will go well with my brother meeting jack. hopefully.

through the front window, i saw brandon's car turn into our driveway.

"they're here" i state, causing jack to sit up from his previous position of laying down.

i walk over to the front door, opening it to welcome my brother and his fiancée.

brandon locks his car, walking hand-in-hand with bethany.

"hey vanessa! wow, you've grown so much! i haven't seen you in months" bethany embraces me, hugging me while swaying back and forth.

"hey, congratulations! let me see this ring" i take hold of bethany's hand, looking up at my brother after analyzing it, "good job, bran."

brandon smiles, "thanks ness. how are you?"

he embraces me, bethany walking inside as him and i quickly catch up, "good, good. how are you? you excited? jack's here too, by the way."

"yeah, im excited. it took me so long to grow the balls to do it, though. but it was so worth it. but uh, i haven't told mom and dad yet" he admits, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

my eyes practically pop out of my head, "wait, what? brandon!"

"shh. beth doesn't know, but i don't know. i feel awkward telling them because, well, you know they don't approve of her" he briefly explains, "im going to tell them soon. i just, im really nervous for their reaction. what if they don't come to the wedding?"

i chuckle, "you know mom wouldn't do that. dad, maybe. but hey, they only way they'd miss your wedding is for one of their stupid business trips. other than that, their thoughts towards bethany doesn't matter. you're their eldest son, bran."

he nods, "i hate you for always being wise and right, ness. come on, i want to meet jack."

brandon walks in as i close the door. i then hear the two males talking.

"hey, im jack. nice to meet you."

"so, you're her boyfriend, huh?"

i walk into the living room, slapping brandon on the back of his head, "stop trying to be intimidating. you just look stupid."

bethany laughs, "see, im not the only one who sees your intimidating side weak, babe."

"right! he used to try and scare me when we were kids, but all he did was make me giggle!" i exclaim, sitting myself down beside jack.

brandon rolls his eyes, looking back at jack, "well, im sure you know im the older, seemingly stupid, brother."

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brandon and bethany were preparing to go, but brandon and i were upstairs having a quick, heated argument. bethany and jack were invested in a conversation downstairs about careers, seeing as bethany is trying to get into the music career.

currently, brandon was being an asshole.

"ness, i love you. you're my sister, but i don't like him" he states, staring at me.

my eyes welled up with tears, "shut up. he gave you no reason to not like him, brandon. he was nice to you, he's funny, he cares about me, he's nice to me, he keeps me safe. fuck bran, you're one to know the feeling. you know what it's like to have your family not like your significant other. why the fuck would you say that?"

he shakes his head, "i don't care, ness. im not going to silence myself from telling you how i feel about a guy you're dating."

"oh, but you keep your big mouth shut when im dating a manipulative, cheating asshole? that's okay, right? should i go back to that and be upset, angry, and treated like shit?" i defend, "he makes me so fucking happy, so suck it up and learn to like him because he's going to be around awhile."

brandon rolls his eyes, though they had evident anger, "listen to me here, little sister. you look up to me for a lot, don't come at me for not liking a guy you're dating. one who seems way too full of himself to even love you."

my mouth dropped, "excuse me? what the fuck is that supposed to mean? brandon, if you listen to a word i say, he fucking shows he loves me way more than you are showing me right now. he listened to me ramble on about my cheating, son of a bitch ex-boyfriend when he just met me, he makes me happy, he makes me feel confident and beautiful, he spends time with me when he could be working his ass off. fuck, bran. you mean so much to me since you've been there more than mom and dad, but you can't see how happy that guy downstairs makes me?"

he looks me in the eyes and shrugs, "i guess not. and you know what, if you want me to see it, you'll have to prove it."

"prove it for what, brandon?" i ask, "what're you going to do, deny him your blessing if we get married one day? deny him as a brother-in-law?"

he nods, "exactly. i will come in the way of you and him being happy if you don't prove to me he's worth it."

"you're being such a jerk!" i whisper-yell, not wanting bethany and jack to hear us.

he shrugs, "im doing my job as an older brother."

i nod, "being a jerk is what you do now? huh, thanks for the update on your new personality" i brush past him, opening the door to walk downstairs, returning back to bethany and jack.

thankfully, bethany was ready to leave so once brandon came down the stairs, he said bye to jack and ignored me. he walked out of the house with bethany, being sure to make the door closing evident to our ears.

what the actual fuck.