Never Forget (or something cheesy like that)

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(A/N let's all just take a second to realize, the Fred Figglehorn, is gay, 26, and has a boyfriend... wow.)

(A/N ok, I got tired of them being at camp, soooo... just know that it's the day they go home, Erin is their friend now, and Rebecca is still pissed. Ok, here we go.😊)

                             Brandon's POV  (for no reason )

Triston and I were both inside the tent packing our stuff. He seemed a bit distracted, so I decided to ask him what was wrong.

"Huh? What? Oh, um, I'm fine." I didn't believe that

"You always say that, but you never really mean it..."

"I'm fine Brandon." He says a bit more sternly, but I don't give up so easily

"No you're not..."

"I said I'm fine!" He grabs his bag quickly and leaves the tent

Damn it, I fucked up. I shouldn't have pried like that, I have to go apologize. I grab my bag and leave the tent as well, following suit with Triston. When I step outside, I look around for Triston, and see him sitting at a table talking with Erin. I start walking towards them, when Rebecca steps in front of me, causing me to pause my movements. She glares at me but then she starts... crying?

"Why did you have to leave me? What did I do wrong? Was it the lack of sex? I tried to have sex with you multiple times, but you would either push me away or change the subject... was I coming on too strong? Do you want to wait till marriage? Cause I can do that, I'll do anything you want, I'll wait forever if I have to! Just please! Please take me back! I'm in love with you Brandon! Can't you see that? Please! Just... please."

"I'm sorry, I-" She cuts me off by grabbing the collar of my shirt in both hands and staring into my eyes

"NO! YOU CAN'T DO THAT! I LOVE YOU, YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LOVE ME BACK! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY PRINCE CHARMING! MY HAPPILY EVER AFTER! WE'RE PERFECT FOR EACH OTHER! WHY ARE YOU SO BLIND TO THAT? WHY CAN'T YOU SEE? PLEASE BRANDON, I KNOW YOU LOVE ME TOO! I JUST KNOW IT! DON'T RUIN THIS FOR US, FOR YOU! BE MY FAIRY TALE! WE'LL BE SO HAPPY! PLEASE BRANDON!"  I look at her with sadness in my eyes

"I... I can't... I'm-"

She cuts me off again by slamming her lips onto mine. I try to push her away but her grip on me just get tighter. I don't want to hurt her, but this is wrong. I grab both her shouldersand shove her with a lot of force. She falls backwards on her butt and hits the dirt ground with a thud.

"A-are you okay?" I reach a hand out to help her up, but she slaps my hand away

"YOU CAN'T TELL ME YOU DIDN'T FEEL ANYTHING FROM THAT KISS! YOU CAN'T SAY THAT YOU DON'T STILL LOVE ME! I just have to make you see... we were made for each other... the perfect pair... you must have somehow forgotten... wait... it's that boy isn't it! He brainwashed you into loving him instead of me! I KNEW IT! Brandon, don't worry baby, I'll save you from him, we can be happy again! Without that vermin." By now, everyone is staring at us. She turns to look at Triston and she screams

"I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS! DON'T THINK YOU CAN JUST SHAKE YOUR FLAT ASS IN HIS FACE AND MAKE HIM FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU! I WON'T LET YOU GET AWAY WITH THIS YOU F**GOT! HE'S MINE YOU HEAR ME!? HE LOVES ME! NOT YOU! BY THE TIME I'M DONE WITH YOU, YOU'LL PRACTICALLY BE BEGGING TO GO BACK TO MEXICO! FUCK YOU YOU FUCKING WHORE! YOU PROBABLY CAN'T EVEN SPELL MEXICO!" To my surprise, Triston stands up and starts walking towards Rebecca

"You're just a jealous little brat who thinks she can get everything she wants just by throwing a tantrum, well reality check, you can't." He stops right in front of her, just mere inches from her face

"You think you can hurt me with your words? Well I've heard them a thousand times. And I personally believe that you are just a homophobic, racist who lashes out at others when her imbecilic microscopic hypothalamus can't control itself." He takes a step closer  causing her to take a step back

"So when this happens, she decides that the best way to make it aw bettew, is to try and establish dominion over others who she sees as lesser than or in a lower class than her, such as minorities who already have to go through hell and back to just try and live a normal, peaceful life in society." He takes another step

"So I will ask if I can make a suggestion, (as if I need your approval, since obviously you decided to elect yourself as the 'white power' in this situation.) I would suggest that you stop moving your big mouth, shut up, and fuck off." He puts up his middle finger and pokes her in the chest as he takes another step closer.

Everyone is silent, with shock. I can't believehe just said that! Go Triston! Woo! That's my hopefully soon to be baby! Rebecca's standing there with a surprised look on her face. It's still silent until I hear someone laughing. I look over to see Erin practically in tears laughing.

"Oh my god! That bitch just got roasted! Go Triston! That's my friend! WHOO!" She continues to laugh as everyone is now staring at her

She calms down and realizes that she's the only one laughing "The fuck are ya'll just standing around for? Clap! He just stated facts, on period! And that deserves a round of applause!"

She stands up on the table and starts clapping and cheering. After awhile, everyone else starts clapping too, and Triston's for ace turns completely red. He looks over at me and I give him a huge smile. He smiles back shyly and then walks over to me.

"Sorry." He says looking down

I place my hand on his chin, forcing him to look at me. "What are you sorry for? You were amazing."

"R-really?" He stutters, still flushed from previously

"Really." I pull him into a hug, and we stay like that for awhile, until we hear someone chanting

"Kiss kiss kiss kiss..." We look over to see none other than Erin Leo herself.

"You're hilarious. Truly gut busting." Triston says to her, she just laughs and says

"You know you love it."

We talk and laugh for little while longer, until the instructor tells us to get on the buses. This time I get tighter sit next time Triston. He sits at the window, and Erin sit in front of us next to Tyler. We can still talk to her though since she's standing up, elbows on the back of her seat and the one in front of her, with her back against the window.

"Sitting's for wimps, I like living life on the edge." She says

"With a higher possibility of cracking your skull open, and the last thing you see before you die is an old chewed up piece of gum stuck under the seat, and a chip bag full of either vomit or shit?"

"Yeah! That'd be awesome! Gives me a real thrill! You mere mortals wouldn't understand."

"Ok."

I look overat Triston, to see him looking out the window with an almost depressed look on his face. He seems worried about something, but I don't wanna pry like earlier. So instead I say

"Y'know, I'm always gonna be here for you if need me." He turns his head to face me and says

"I know. I'm just not comfortable talking about it..."

"What? That's not what I meant. I meant as in like, I'll be your pillow and your blanket... but I mean, I guess I'm here for you like that too..." I joke

He giggles and wraps his small arms around my arm, and leans his head on my shoulder. My heart starts beating g faster as I feel a slight blush creep onto my face. God he's so adorable.

"Thank you Brandon." He says

"You're welcome." I place my head on top of his, and we fall asleep together.

(A/N Sorry that this one's a little shorter than normal, but when I was like halfway done, I turned my tablet off to charge, but unfortunately, even though it said it saved... it didn't, so I had to rewrite it. And then, my Internet stopped working while i was trying to publish it, so i had to wait for thst to come back... but enough fucking excuses... I did fucking post so let's goooo! Love you. Come back 'round here again now then ya'll!)