Chapter 36: Better This Way
Brandon’s P.O.V
I threw the half-smoked cigarette onto the ground and squashed it under my boots, killing the spark.
The lights in her room were turned off, but I knew she was awake.
How many days had it been since I had last seen Faith? One day? Two? Why did it feel like it’s already been an eternity?
I placed a hand on my cheek; the sting from my father’s slap still resonating in my mind.
He had found out about David. Of course he had. David had turned out to be the son of one of his old employee’s. That’s how he had gotten a scholarship into the University in the first place.
But just like last time, luck had been on my side this time as well. Because the employee had been bound by an NDA and he had breached it, after taking a handsome amount of money for keeping his mouth shut as well as his son’s scholarship…
So this time as well…I had gotten away easily
Chapter 37: Taking Back ControlFaith’s P.O.VOne Week Later…Bullying…that’s the excuse that they used; Debby and her parents.My aunty broke down crying at my side, holding onto me tightly as she and George continually kept on apologizing for things they had no control over.Bullying…I wanted to laugh at Debby’s words.I wanted to scream. I wanted to rip everything to shreds.I wanted to curl up on myself and die…It felt like I was on autopilot and everything was just…happening all around me.I had no will to speak to anyone about anything and I had stopped talking to Debby as well since that day. Was she even my friend, when she was doing everything she could to save Brandon?I had been locked up inside my room all week, feeling so numb that I couldn’t even focus on thinking. And what really wa
Chapter 38: Better Off Without YouBrandon’s P.O.VThe first thing I noticed, as soon as I reached the hideout behind the school cafeteria, was Faith Millar in a green turtleneck sweater and blue denim shorts…standing in front of the boys who made the bets. Samuel and Stefan and the rest of the group.“Fuck.” I cursed under my breath as I started to walk faster towards the group. What the fuck was going on and why the fuck was Faith even here, at a place like this, all alone?“It’s fun, isn’t it, betting on my virginity?” I head Faith’s voice loud and clear and it made me stop dead in my tracks. “Then tell me, since I’ll be labeled a whore the second the deal is completed…what do I get out of it?”“What the hell are you talking about, stupid girl?” Samuel laughs, standing up from the bench to move closer to her, making her t
Chapter 39: Don’t Change Because of MeFaith’s P.O.V“Because…I’m not better off without you.”The words reverberated inside my head like a broken tape-recorder. How was I even supposed to reply to this?This was Brandon Wolfram. The quintessential bad boy International University of Florida, the boy who never apologizes; the boy who never shows remorse for anything he had done wrong; the boy who sleeps around without caring about anyone’s feelings; the boy who makes bets on women’s virginity…the boy who never falls in love. Was it the same Brandon who was telling me that he wanted me beside him? Or was I being a delusional fool once again? Reading too much into his words without taking them at just face value?How could I even be sure that he was speaking the truth? And not because he felt guilty about what happened with David?I couldn’t go through that all over again…the last time I was here; in this room with him…he made me feel things that I had never felt before…he made me feel
Chapter 40: WorthlessBrandon’s P.O.VWhy do I keep doing this? Why do I always keep on hurting her?And this time, I had done it intentionally…There was no excuse. No excuse other than the fact that I was mad at her. I was angry that she went on to deal with Samuel and the boys on her own and early got into humongous trouble because of it.What did she think would have happened? What would’ve happened if I hadn't been there? If I didn’t reach her on time to save her from those goons? Did she think they would let her go because she was a girl?How many innocent women has that gang preyed on already? Countless. How many times have they even gotten punishment for their crimes? None. Because they were all sons of Billionaire businessmen who contributed millions to the college, or because some of them were sons of high ranking politicians or officials.No one could touch them. Not even me. So the best we could do was avoid them at all costs.“I’m a fucking asshole.” I muttered to myself,
Chapter 41: Rekindling a Friendship Faith’s P.O.V It was around ten at night when I heard a ‘knock’ on my window. I had been in bed after having gone through the Professors notes for the day. After everything I had to go through with Brandon today, I had hardly been able to concentrate in class. Thankfully, I still had been able to take notes. I was already behind schedule…I didn’t want to fail class because I was having ‘boy trouble’. Getting up from my bed, I walked over to my window, half expecting it to be Brandon standing outside my house…just like he used to this past week when he thought I wasn’t looking. But instead of Brandon, I found Debby, standing in her tank top and shorts, hands folded across her chest as she looked down at the ground, probably looking for another stone to throw at the window. I don’t know why I felt disappointed at finding out it was her. I hadn't expected Brandon to show up after what I told him today…after the way we parted…but still my stupid h
Chapter 42: AftershockFaith’s P.O.VI paced around my room impatiently, keeping a lookout at the wall clock in my room.Every second that passed by seemed like a decade and the more I waited, the more it felt like my heart would burst out of my chest in anticipation.I wish someone would just call me already. Be it good new or bad news…any news at all would be greatly appreciated at this moment.The clock struck two in the morning…and the sound made my nerves even more jittery.When I had first heard the news of Brandon’s accident…it had felt like my world had turned upside down…like I had just been abandoned inside a cold, dark room without any doors and windows and I couldn’t find my way out no matter where I turned.It was the same feeling I had when I had lost my parents…a feeling of complete numbness…complete disconnection from everything around me…that was until Debby had told me that he was still alive, still breathing. And I had seen a ray of light inside the darkness of that
Chapter 43: Waiting for YouFaith’s P.O.V“Skipping school?” Debby raised her eyebrows. “Do you think that’s a good idea?”“I just want to be next to him, Debby.” I told her honestly. “I know you told me that he’s okay right now, but I can’t help feeling anxious. I really need to see him.”“Is it because I told you that he was going to see you before the crash?” Debby bit her lip. “You really don’t need to feel guilty about it, Faith.”“Debby…are you going to take me to him, or do I have to go around looking for him in every hospital in the city all my myself?” I folded my arms across my chest and gave her a serious expression. “Look…I really do appreciate you looking out for me, but stop acting like my mother! You don’t need to tell me what’s wrong or right for me because I got myself into trouble once. I think I’m old enough to have some kind of common sense.”Debby’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at me from the stairs of her front porch where she was sitting and tying
Chapter 44: Apologies AcceptedFaith’s P.O.VI turned around slowly, my heart a wild tattoo against my ribcage that threatened to burst out of my chest at any instant.I hadn't expected Brandon to be awake.All night long, I had been thinking about every possible kind of scenario of what would happen when I got to see him again. I knew getting Debby to give into my request wasn’t going to be a big deal…but what about what came after? How was I going to deal with that?I had thought about it too. About how I was going to run into his embrace; wrap my arms around him tightly and tell him that everything was going to be alright.But now that I was here…facing Brandon…all my strength, all my courage just seemed to fly out the window.He was all beat up. And he looked terrible since the first time I saw him.His face wasn’t damaged, thanks to the helmet, but his right arm was bandaged from his elbow, down to his wrist and his left had too had visible scars, if not many. His left leg was in
Chapter 101: Happy Ever AfterFaith’s P.O.V7 Years Later…“And the award for the best male in a leading role goes to…”I waited as the camera flashed to all the actors in the lineup that were nominated in the award ceremony, my anticipation at a fever pitch as I was literally at the edge of my seat, waiting for the results.But just as the host was about to announce the name of the actor…the TV screen went blank.“What the…?”I turned around to search for the remote, but even when I tried to turn it on, it didn’t work.It was only when someone cleared their throat, quite loudly, in the room, that my attention finally snapped towards the door and I found Aunt Kathy standing there with the cable in her hands and her other hand on her hip as she gave me a narrow eyes glare.“Faith…” Her voice was dead serious as she fixed me with her ‘look’.“Yes?” I grinned sheepishly.“What day is it today?” She tapped her heeled foot on the tiled floor, her light pink gown reaching her knees, the ski
Chapter 100: To the FutureFaith’s P.O.VInstead of answering me right away, he took the pendant from the trey and went behind me to place it around my neck, securing the clasp behind my back. The cool metal fell around my neck easily, and a sense of nostalgia overwhelmed me as I remembered my mother wearing it all the time.But I wasn’t allowed to dwell on the nostalgia for long since I felt his warm breath fanning my skin before I felt him lean down and place a tender kiss on my shoulder.“I didn’t want to give back the pendant…because when you weren’t with me, when we weren’t together, this was the only thing that connected me to you.” He whispered against my ear, his arms coming around me to wrap around my middle. “I threw it away once…when I thought you were too good to be with me, that I didn’t want to taint you with my darkness…and it was right here, at this very beach. But the waves gave it back to me; almost like it was fate…they didn’t want me to lose the only good thing in
Chapter 99: The PendantFaith’s P.O.VI felt my breath leave my lungs temporarily as I descended down the stairs and there he was…dressed in a black shirt with its sleeves rolled up to his elbow and black dress pants that fit him like a glove.In his hands was a humongous bouquet of red roses that looked bright and luscious, their fragrance filling the air with sweetness that felt almost like a scene out of a movie.I watched his eyes widen slightly as they landed on me, his lips parting in a small gasp, and his eyes, when they met mine, held promises that made my insides quiver with excitement and my heart almost skip a beat.In all honesty…we hadn't been intimate for a long time now, considering how we had both been through so much…but now, looking at him today, I found myself anticipating the end of the night more than the date itself.Maybe we can just forget about the date and just head to his apartment already?Brandon’s lips tilted up in a small smile and it felt like he knew e
Chapter 98: The First DateFaith’s P.O.V“Finally! Exams are over!” Nik threw her hands up in the air as she did a little ‘happy dance’ before turning to Debby and me. “Let’s go out this evening!”“Go out? Where?” I asked, raising my eyebrows skeptically.Usually, Nik’s idea of going out wasn’t the best of plans. The last time we went out together, not only did she get the wrong address, but we were thrown out of the club since none of us had fake IDs and we weren’t allowed in unless we were twenty one.Now, I watched as Debby nodded enthusiastically to Nik’s proposal, ever the supportive girlfriend…even though I was starting to worry about what trouble they were going to get into this time.“Leave me out.” I sighed, walking down the stairs to join them at the courtyard. “I’ll be heading home first.”“Why? Do you have plans already?” Debby smirked with a knowing look in her eyes.“I do.” I nodded, laughing at her expression. “Brandon asked me out on a date.”“Oh! Really!” Nik looked a
Chapter 97: A New BeginningFaith’s P.O.V“Good morning!”Startled, I looked towards the door to see Ethan poking his head in with a wide grin on his face. “How have you been?”“Ethan!” I smiled at his presence, glad to see him. “It’s good to see you. I’m getting discharged today.”“Yup. Just heard the reception discussing that.” He came forwards to stand beside the bed, where I sat already dressed in casual clothing, ready for the nurses to take me out as soon as Brandon was done with the paperwork. “How are you? Bran told me everything…about what happened yesterday.”I nodded, sad that everything had to come to this. “I’m glad everything is over now.” I told him. “And I can start over from scratch. It’s all a new beginning for all of us.”Ethan gave me a look that said that even though it was a new beginning for some of us…there were still lingering feelings left.“At least I still get to be friends with you.” He finally said with a sigh. “But if Brandon treats you bad again…I will
Chapter 96: ForgivenessFaith’s P.O.VBrandon and I faced Julia alone, Scott deciding to wait outside for the time being.Even though I wanted Brandon beside me, I didn’t show it. Neither did I tell him. Instead, I watched him take a seat on one of the couches on the opposite side of the room, far from me and Julia.I knew he was giving us space, letting me and her settle our differences. It was what was most important. But at the same time, I couldn’t help but miss his presence, his support.No matter how brave of a front I put up…I was still worried about what had transpired between him and Julia at her house.“Thank you…” Julia told me now, her eyes appearing haunted as she looked up at me tiredly. “For not complaining against me…even after everything I did…”I saw tears well up in her eyes as she swallowed hard, her emotions clearly all over the place. “Why? Why did you help me? I’ve been the shittiest person to you…I’ve bullied you, spoke badly about you…tried to steal Brandon aw
Chapter 95: Don’t Want TroubleFaith’s P.O.VI didn’t particularly like this feeling of helplessness…not at all. And I wasn’t even worried about myself at the moment.The cops stayed in the room, keeping their watchful eyes on me as if I was going to get up and jump out the window to escape them. Well…unfortunately, this wasn’t some kind of survival episode and I was definitely not into Fast and Furious. Besides, I just had a surgery!How did they expect me to escape when I was barely able to move without support?I kept looking at the clock on the wall, waiting desperately for someone, anyone, to arrive! Debby waited patiently by my side, her hand in mine a kind of reassurance that everything was going to be alright and that help was on its way.However, even though the clock seemed to tick at a snail’s pace and a minute felt like an eternity, I didn’t actually have to wait long before people started pouring into my room.First came my aunt and George, their worried faces instantly l
Chapter 94: Calling a TruceBrandon’s P.O.VThe weight of every revelation that Scott had just reveled to me came crashing down on me.How had I not noticed any of this?Julia’s parent’s getting a divorce? Julia’s mother turning into an alcoholic? Scott taking up the void that I had left in her life?How had I been so ignorant all this time?What made it worse was the fact that I didn’t remember anything from that time. The whole year, from the time my mother died, to the time that woman, my father’s secretary seduced me into sleeping with her…to the point where I was driven by my irrational hate and anger towards the rest of the world…all of it was one big blacked out blur and I could hardly remember any of it.I tried to remember the times when I had ignored Julia. When I had ignored Scott and Cole and Sagar…But all of it was a blur. N
Chapter 93: Unexpected Confrontations Brandon’s P.O.V The plain white walls of the six storied apartment building brought on a bittersweet avalanche of memories as I got out of the elevator on the second floor and walked down the almost familiar hallways before coming to a stop in front of the same door where I had stood in front of countless times before. Memories from the past came rushing back in waves, making me recall all the times I had stood in front of this very door, sometimes with an expensive bouquet of roses in my hand and sometimes with takeout from a fine dining restaurant. How many times had we slammed these very doors? Sometimes in passion, sometimes in anger and sometimes in dejection? Time was indeed a funny thing, wasn’t it? Because once, when these same emotions had threatened to engulf me in agony…now they were like fleeting images at the back of my mind, hardly evoking even a quarter of the same emotions that I had once felt for the woman who lived behind the