Dangerline

CHAPTER 49- THE CAT IS OUT OF THE BAG

I woke up early and got dressed, my nerves setting me on edge at the thought of how I would approach the issues in my head. I knew Kenna and I were close but I also knew that she was loyal to her brother and would probably say something to him about my fears so I needed to talk carefully…I didn’t want Brian to feel obligated to marry me because we were having kids together but I realized now in the morning sun that I really did want to be married to Brian, at almost 20 I was ready to settle down and be a mom and wife…but would I get the chance? I was hoping Brian would be up before I left to go out with Kenna but by 10:45 he was still sawing logs so I left him a note stating what I was doing today and taped it to the bathroom mirror where he was sure to see it before walking outside to wait for her.

BRIAN’S POV

                I hadn’t meant to sleep so damn late but after the excitement of the last few days I needed to catch up on some Z’s…unfortunately my long siesta caused me to miss seeing Ashley before she left to go on an outing with my sister. I frowned like a child at her note and climbed into the shower, smiling at the sight of her shampoo and razor in there…I could get used to this! Once I finished with my shower I sent her a text to see when she was going to be home but after 20 minutes of no response I set my phone down and looked at Pinkly. “I guess it’s just you and I toots” I told her, jumping when I felt a furry tail slide across the back of my leg. “Dammit Duchess I forgot you were here” I laughed, reaching down to scratch her cat on the head. For a while I forgot that Ashley hadn’t responded back to me and grabbed my guitar, fucking around with chords while I sat outside and smoked. It wasn’t until the doorbell rang two hours later that I remembered she was out and with a glance at my phone I scowled as I answered the door, she still hadn’t responded to my text. I opened the door to a couple of delivery guys from the first furniture place we went to yesterday…shit! I had completely forgotten that we were getting all the furniture delivered today and I wanted Ashley here to say where she wanted what. I stood back and let the guys carry the furniture in, telling them to just set it anywhere. “Once my girlfriend gets home we’ll get it situated” I muttered stupidly…god where was she?!

5:15 P.M.

                I was trying to not get irritated with Ashley…or my sister but by the time the last load of furniture was delivered I was running out of patience. I had everything stacked in the middle of all the rooms and there was no way in hell I could move all of it myself…some of the shit was heavy as fuck! I put out a call to the guys, asking them if they were free to come over and I would feed them in exchange for their man power. One by one they all showed up until the five of us were all standing around with our thumbs up our asses, waiting on Ashley and Mac to get back home. “Dude just call her” Matt stated, sipping on the beer I had offered when he arrived. “I don’t want to come across like an overbearing prick though” I grumbled, staring at my phone and willing it to go off. “You are one though” Johnny laughed, smacking me on the back and dodging my fist as I went to not-so-playfully punch him. I was just about to give in and call her when I heard a car pull in, followed by girlish laughter. ABOUT FUCKING TIME! I took a deep breath and reigned in my temper as I went to the door and let Mac and Ashley in. “Where have you been?!” oops…so much for holding back my temper I thought. I saw something flash across Ashley’s face and I wasn’t quite sure if it was anger, embarrassment or sadness but I couldn’t help myself. “I told you we were out shopping” she stated softly, her eyes dropping and her shoulders slumping. “You did no such thing” I bit out, trying to keep my anger down but it just kept rising instead.

                “God Brian don’t be such a fucking dick! She did too text you! I watched her do it! God you’re such a cock knob sometimes!” Mac let me have it as Ashley sprinted upstairs, completely oblivious to the fact that the guys were standing in the kitchen observing everything. “Mac shut up” I bit out, now feeling indeed like a cock knob as I looked upstairs and drained my beer. “Kiss my ass Brian” she hissed, pushing past me and into the kitchen to say hi to the guys while I trudged upstairs to grovel. Fuck I had made her cry…I could hear her sniffling behind the closed bedroom door as bags rustled…I felt like the biggest asshole now. I slowly opened the door, half expecting something to come flying at my head but that was a Monique move, not an Ashley move. “Go away Brian” she stated softly, her voice thick with tears as she turned her back to me and hugged herself. “No I won’t…I need to apologize for being an overbearing prick baby.” I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her head softly, stating repeatedly how sorry I was for snapping on her. “I was just worried because you didn’t answer me all day” I explained.