call us reckless(herophine+90210)

12. The Walk

Brandon

I wake up to Josephine crying in my arms. She's warm, her tears leak onto my toned chest and she lets out muffled sobs.

"Hey. Jo, babe. It's okay, I'm here." I whisper in the darkness of my bedroom. She looks up into my eyes and wraps her arms around my neck, then cries onto my bare shoulder.

"What if it wasn't a threat? What if someone actually tried to hurt us?" She sobs and brings the sleeve of my sweatshirt to her nose and blows her nose into the cuff. She's been wearing my sweatshirts to bed every night now.

"Josephine. Shit like that happens all the time in American. Kids die in school every day. It's horrible, but it's true. We can only put a stop to all this if we speak up about it." I start, "Last year, someone texted their friend and said they were going to shoot up the school. Then, two days later, cops found at least a dozen firearms in a gym locker."

She gulps away her sobs and wipes her tears with the side of her hand, "Brandon. Can we go for a walk?"

I slowly move away from her, then nod. I push away the covers and swing out of bed. I approach my dresser and pull out sweatpants and a zip up. I get dressed and when I turn around, Josephine has gone back to her room to pull on actual pants instead of spandex.

I slowly close my bedroom door and go to hers, then slowly push it open. Inside, she's pulling on jeans, tight black jeans with rips scattered across the top.

"You almost done?" I ask and lean against her door frame. She nods and grabs her phone, sliding it into her pocket, then goes outside.

We sneak out the back door and go out around the gate. We walk through the muggy night of Beverly Hills, her hand finds its way to mine.

"Brandon. Thank you for being amazing." She whispers in the darkness, I squeeze her hand as an I love you and she squeezes back.

She takes out her phone and turns on an NF song she listens to often. He's one of the few singers she likes.

She turns down the volume and puts it in her pocket. We listen to music as we walk around the block. As we do, the sun slowly begins to rise like a golden orb finding its way into the hollow sky.

When we get back to the house, she goes into her room and I go into mine. She knocks on the wall once.

I raise my fist to the wall and knock it twice.

My phone vibrates on my nightstand and I pick it up,

JOSEPHINE:
come here baby <3

I set my phone down and slowly open her door. She's sitting on the bed, in lacy panties and no bra. I slowly close the door behind me and lock it. I throw off my shirt and approach her slowly.
Her lips are on my chest, lining kisses around my abs and down my happy trail. Her mouth joins her hand and my back arches.

"Oh my-" I moan as she teases me. We're both panting for breath as we lie in bed, both of us sticky and messy.

"My turn." I whisper as she undoes the belt around my wrist and I flip her to her back.
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JOSEPHINE

I wake up once more to an empty bed and the sun finding its way into my room. My clock reads 10:00 A.M. and I push away the covers and throw my legs out of bed. I grab a baggy shirt off the floor, then pull on athletic shorts and slippers. I go downstairs and pull open the cabinet, then grab the box of cereal closest to me. I pour myself a bowl of cereal and sit down at the table. The house is dead silent. No sounds of the shower running. No fan sounds. Nothing. Everyone's still sleeping.

I finish my breakfast and slowly set my bowl in the sink so it creates no sound. As I creep up stairs, I hear the bathroom door close, and I creep to my bedroom and shut the door before anyone exits the bathroom and tried to start a conversation. I lock the door and head to my window, then sit on the bench and stare out at the backyard. I see Hero sitting on his Aunt and Uncle's back porch with his new fling. They're kissing. Watching them kiss takes me back to our first time in the treehouse.

I bring my hand to my shorts and it passes the waistband. I imagine it's Hero's fingers touching me. It does something to my stomach. For a moment, I forget about Brandon's existence and I act as if I'm the girl he's kissing out back.

I put myself into her, and it's as if I'm immersed into a whole other world. It's a feeling that isn't as strong when I'm with Brandon. It's a feeling like my chest growing tighter and my stomach doing summersaults. Like being on a roller coaster as the cart slowly approaches the top of the hill, edging closer and closer to its fall. Hero, god, he ignites such a strong feeling in me. He's careful, slow, but is willing to be rowdy if I want him to be. Brandon is always slow, careful, but playful. But Hero ignites my heart and makes me feel things I've never felt with any one else.

In my 16, nearly 17 years, I've slept with more boys then I can count on my fingers. I've slept with more men than my own age, some of them I regret doing, but only because they were adults. Back home, I slept with three college aged men. One of them was 17 going on the 18, one was 19, and the last one was 23.

I was young, dumb, and stupid.

Maybe I should stop hoeing around?

I feel an instant ping of regret as I realize Kelly helped me make the wrong choice. I should've listened to my heart, but I hadn't, I listened to my peers.

And now I'm with someone I don't think I actually like.
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WELL SHIT-

Sorry this update took a little longer than usual, I ended up getting sick a week after school started and missed a few days so it took a little bit to catch up. But oh well. I listened to your guys feedback and the next chapter will be the end of Branphine.

BUT IT ISNT A DRAMA NOVEL WITHOUT A SCANDAL INVOLVED...

NEXT TIME:
Hero

"I should've followed my heart." She whispers. Brandon and I stand at the side of her bed.

"I thought you were." I reply and sit on the bed, "I thought you really loved Brandon. It seemed as if you did."

"Brandon. I care about you, but not in the same way I care about Hero. Brandon, in my few months of being here, all of you guys, make me feel like I have a real, normal family." She tells him and hugs him one final time.

"I understand Jo. Pretend none of this ever happened?" He ask and she nods, then turns to me and hugs me, our lips find their way to each other, and I kiss her slowly, and this time, I'm not letting her get away.