The Break up

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Bailey

I wipe the tears off my face. I stand out the front of Brandon's house.

I knock at the front door.

I hear some yelling but after a while the door opens.

A girl a few years younger then me stands there.

"Oh uh hi, is Brandon there?" I ask in my friendliest voice.

"Have you been crying?" She asks

I frown as I laugh lightly.

"Look is Brandon home or not?"

She frowns as she folds her arms.

"Look lady, I don't know who this Brandon is, but there is no one that lives here that's name is Brand-Ahh!" She's harshly shoved to the side as Brandon steps in the door way.

"Sorry about her, she's so annoying sometimes." He smiles. He gestures for me to come in.

The younger girl lies on the ground holding her wrist.

"Oh you're fine Lex, get off the ground."

She rolls around dramatically, yelling

"Brandon broke my wrist! My wrist is broken! Brandon hurt me!" She whines.

Another little girl appears from no where as she runs over.

"You're so mean Brandon!" She yells as she sits down next to Lex.

Through out all of this Brandon watches it all looking annoyed and unamused.

The other girl helps up Lex as she pretends to cry.

"I just wanted to meet your girlfriend! Why do you hate me so much? I'm telling Mom!" She whines.

Brandon kneels down to there height.

Lex starts screaming out.

"It hurts! Brandon broke my wrist!"

He try's to calm her down,

"Let me see." He says in a soft voice.

The other girl pushes Brandon's shoulder

"No, go away Brandon! You're such a horrible older brother!"

"Stop making it worse, Georgia!" Brandon groans

Lex holds out her small wrist as Brandon looks at it. "Got ya!" She laughs

Brandon clenches his jaw.

The two little girls burst into laughter.

Brandon fake lunges at the two causing them to sprint away and laugh even harder.

He stands back up as he runs his hands through his hair.

"Sorry about that, there so fucking annoying." He groans.

"T-that's okay. Are they your sisters?"

He nods his head

"Lexi is 9 and Georgia is 7. There real brats."

I look around the house. Not too big but not too small. Very cozy. There's girls toys scattered all over the ground.

"Wanna go upstairs? And talk." Brandon says smiling at me.

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