Rest Your Love On Me {Tradley Story}

Chapter Six

24th December 

- What ? shouted Bradley.
- If your mother is okay, would you agree to come to Paris with me?
- Are you serious ?
- I'm not going to go alone either! And then there are four tickets, we're not going to spoil them.
- But it's your family and I'm a stranger.
- Bradley, you and your mother are the closest family I have. Certainly not by blood, but by heart and it is even stronger.
- Oh my dear , smiled Anne-Marie. If you promise to take care of him and tell me everything about this trip then it will be yes.

The two teenagers looked at her with big eyes. Bradley immediately went to kiss his mother, hopping on the spot, which made her laugh. Iris had so many tears in her eyes, this Christmas was exceptional.

- Thank you Anne-Marie.
- You're welcome, do you already know any details?
- We are going to my aunt's, they come to pick us up at the airport and we spend New Years with them.
- Who are you planning to take with you?
- I had thought of Connor and Claire, but I have to see if they want to come.
- But everyone dreams of going to Paris ! exclaimed the curly. The city of lovers, the most beautiful city in the world, everyone dreams of going there !

They went up to Bradley's room before throwing themselves on the bed. They couldn't believe it, they were going to go in France! They were both smiling. Bradley because he was going on holidays with his best friends. Iris, because she had learned that she was not without family, her aunt had just rekindled a little light inside her heart.

- Shall we call the two idiots ? asked Bradley.
- Are they coming?
- Here ?
- A tour of the park does it connect you?
- They're going to hallucinate.
- As if you weren't shocked , she chuckled.
- You are not in a position of strength there.

They laughed before meeting their two friends in the park, something they immediately accepted. The two young person went down to put on their coats, gloves and shoes before leaving to greet the young man's nursery.
              About ten minutes - and a large number of snowflakes - later they were all four under the trees which were bending under the weight of the snowy minds.

- So why are you taking us out in this cold?
- Hello, Claire.
- Come on, tell me.
- I don't know how to tell you.
- Are you coming with us to France ? asked Bradley calmly.

Iris sighed, tapping her forehead with the back of her hand. The other two looked at him with eyes as round as saucers. They weren't sure they heard well.

- He screwed up the surprise effect, but that's it , sighed the French woman.
- Seriously?
- Yes.
- But how did you pay for the tickets?
- It's a long time to explain, but I just learned that I have an aunt and she invites me to come to France for the new year. She offered me four tickets that were supposed to be for my parents and my brother, but since ...
- I have to see with my parents , said Connor softly to change the subject.
- Same , Claire added.
- But I don't know how to keep my cat , whispered the blond.
- James!
- What?
- I heard he had a cat, maybe he could keep it to you.
- And why would James keep my cat for me?
- Are people talking about me around here ?

The group of friends turned to see a smiling James with Tristan. Bradley stared at the tall blond, finding him extremely adorable with his wispy white locks and his oversized sweater. He bit his lower lip, looking away.

- Do you have a cat ? Iris asked quietly.
- Yes, Mickey , he smiled. Why ?
- Uh, I was wondering ...
- Could you keep his cat while we go on vacation ? Connor asked.
- Connor!
- What? 
- Yeah, I'm going to send you free in the woods with a pervert it'll calm you down , she mumbled in French.

Bradley laughed, being the only one who understood the meaning of his words. Iris smiled because seeing her best friend laugh was her favorite vision. Suddenly, he took a snowball, making him shoutout in surprise.

- Who's got the boiling hormones ? he exclaimed.
- It's me , laughed Tristan.

The curly felt his cheeks color a bright red hue. He thought it was still a Connor blow, but it was only his crush . Tristan continued to laugh as he formed a new ball. Iris who had planned his action sent him one, which made him cry out in surprise as well. Hostilities were launched.

***

The boys were in a weak position. Iris was astride James, putting snow in his sweater and his hair, making him scream in amazement. Claire was on Connor's back, making him eat the snow. As for Tristan and Bradley, they were only alternating dominance. For the moment, the tall blond was disappointed. He was sitting on the brunette's thighs, holding his two wrists above his head in one hand.

- What am I going to do to you ? he smiled.
- Leave me, smiled the youngest.
- What if I tickled you?

He slid his free hand over the ribs of the curly, which made him squirm, laughing. He begged Tristan to leave him, but he laughed to see the youngest laughing. He had tears that beaded in the corner of his eyes so much, he laughed.

Tristan slid his hand under Bradley's top to tickle him even more, but he stopped laughing. The older had pulled up his sweater and a wave of panic invaded his frail body.

- Tristan please stop.
- Oh, but I like to tickle you , he said, pulling up his sweater even more.
- Stop ! screamed the curly, tears in his eyes.

He began to breathe quickly, the bad memories were coming back with unequaled power. Like the arrival of a tsunami that cannot be stopped. And memories are as devastating as a natural disaster.

Injuring with such violence that one sinks when they are too powerful.