Bran-Nu: Book 2

Chapter 10

~Brandy~

"Hey, Brandy."

"Hey, DeVante." DeVante said as he slowly got up and gave me a hug. I strangely looked around as I slowly gave him a hug back.

"Um, lets sit and talk." I said as I looked down and let go of him.

As I let DeVante go, he started stumbling almost falling on the floor.

"DeVante!" I said as I caught him to hold his balance.

"I'm fine. Just help me to my seat."

I slowly helped DeVante sit down. He didn't look like himself. He looked paler than he did before. He look liked he lost about twenty pounds. No joke.

"DeVante, what's going on? Are you okay?" I asked as I slowly sat down and looked at him.

"Brandy, you remember when we went to the movies and after that we went to the park?"

"Was that before or after you gave me a bloody nose?" I asked as I looked down and wiped my eyes. I was still upset about how Rich treated me. I can't believe he's a friend of Terry's. I want to tell him so bad, but what if he thinks I'm lying? Will he pick his friend over his wife?

"N-No, it was after. Remember when you song me that song?"

I nodded as the waiter brought us some drinks.

"You remember my favorite?"

"Yes, coffee with extra cream and vanilla." DeVante said smiling a little. Even his smile doesn't seem the same.

"Thank you."

DeVante nodded as his hand shaken as he tried to grab his coffee.

"You got it?" I asked as I took a sip of mine.

"Yeah, I—" DeVante started to say, but he was focused on making sure he had his balance.

"I got it." I said as I helped him put that coffee into his hand.

"Thank you." He said as he took a sip.

"What about the song?" I asked as I looked at him.

"I sing it every time I get sick. It reminds me of you. A lot." DeVante said a she slowly rubbed his head. His hair was covered with a red and white bandana. Usually, DeVante always shows his hair off. At first when we started dating, he had a fade. A little while towards the end of our relationship, he starts to have curls. His hair was so soft. I remember rubbing it 24/7.

"DeVante, I came to the conclusion that you called me for a serious reason. You don't look well and you aren't the same person I saw three years ago. Why do you want to see Amilyan and I so badly?"

"I...I...give me your hand." DeVante said as his hand trembled and he put it on the table.

"How I know this isn't an act? Huh?" I asked as I looked around.

"Please." DeVante said as he sounded choked up.

I slowly put my hand into his. I don't know what DeVante has going on, but I'm afraid to know.

"DeVante, what's going on? Be honest."

"I f-f—foun—f—"

"You found out?" I asked as I tried to figure out what he was trying to tell me.

"I found out that I got c-c—can—"

"Take your time, DeVante, ok? Just try to breathe. Sound like you're losing your breath." I said as I slowly rubbed his hand.