Over Before it Began

Tired of Who I Am (Brickercup)

A/N: So since I couldn't decide if I was ending this as a Brickercup or Butchercup, I've decided to have two alternate endings to this fic. 

This is part one of Brickercup ending

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, sadly.

Buttercup was sexually frustrated. Who would've thought once you get a taste of sex you'd crave it all the time. She started pacing around the living room, fighting off the anxiety to call Brick and have him fill the void she was feeling at the moment. She sighed, she was in too deep, she really needed to talk to her sisters about her fucked up situation. "Where the hell are they?" she cursed, school had let out hours ago. The one time she needs them to be home early is the one time they're both late.

She groaned in frustration, gripping her cell phone tighter in her hands. Damn her, and damn Brick, it was both their fault she was feeling like this. She had refrained from seeing him and Butch until she settled in her feelings. It was now day 3 since her encounter with Butch and she had yet to talk to her sisters. "Fuck!" She yelled a little too loud. She quickly made her way up to her room to prevent having to run into the Professor because of her little outburst.

She flopped on her bed, hugging one of the pillows tightly. Her mind drifted to Butch, a deep blush spread on her cheeks as she remembered the way Butch had touched her, his touch so very different than Brick's. He had told her again that he loves her and did not want to be involved with her sexually until she knew where her true feelings were.

She couldn't help but fantasize about what it would be like to be with. She slowly brought her hand to her breast as she recalled the administrations it had received from Butch earlier this week, her other hand caressing her lips, she closed her eyes as he pictured Butch being there with her. She brought her trembling hand down to her pants, unbuttoning them as she stroked herself, already wet just thinking about him. She let out a faint moan "Brick..." she opened her eyes, confused. "Brick?" She asked herself in a whisper

"Buttercup, are you in there?" she heard Blossom, knocking on her door

She quickly pulled out her hand and buttoned her pants "Uh... yeah... just a sec" she ran to the bathroom to wash her hands quickly and opened the door for her sister

Blossom raised an eyebrow at her in question "Are you OK? You look a little flushed?"

Buttercup shook her head in response "I'm fine" she said as she walked to her bed and sat down, resting her back on the headrest, putting a pillow on her lap, slightly embarrassed

Blossom followed her, closing the door behind her "Where were you today? I didn't see you at school" she asked as she sat at the foot of her sister's bed

"I skipped school"

Blossom shook her head in disapproval "No shame at all"

Buttercup grinned "Well, you asked"

Blossom couldn't help but laugh, this was a precious moment, it has been a while since she's seen Buttercup being silly like her usual self.

"Anyway, I need to talk to you, I need some guidance" Buttercup admitted with a serious face

"This is about Brick and Butch, isn't it?"

Buttercup couldn't help but gasp, how the hell did she know so much? "So much for being discreet"

Blossom sat closer to her "Never mind that Buttercup, we know Butch cares for you..."

"So does Brick" she added

"It sure didn't sound like it the other day"

Buttercup stared at her sister, wide eyed, had she heard everything? "I told Brick 'I love you'" she blurted out "and Butch... he loves me" she sighed "it's all just a huge fucking mess, and I'm constantly on edge, confused about where my true feelings are with"