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VeliciahI keep writing Landon instead of Brandon...
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Emilie "You were never meant to be with Brandon," Laura says as she reads the lines in my palm. My apartment is pitch-black, and the only light source is a few flickering candles on my table. "It's very strange that Brandon came into your life...almost as if it were by a random event..." I squirm in my chair. "Is that so?" "Yes," she lifts her green eyes to mine. "But that doesn't mean you can't change the future. There might be a chance if you would rather be with Brandon than the one I saw you marrying in my first vision." "Who did you see me marrying?" "Sheldon Milhouse." My heart somersaults, not because I'm in love with Sheldon, but because he asked me out a month ago, or...I think that's what he was doing. Sheldon is bad with words - just like me - and I only understood what he was trying to do when it was too late. I sigh. "Sheldon is from my art class." "I know," Laura smiles. "Tall, lanky, and looks a bit nerdy?" "That sounds like him," I say. But he is nice, and I do
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Emilie "I can't believe you're letting me borrow this dress!" I spin around inside Cindy's living room and beam at her. "No problem. It suits you," Cindy says and claps her hands. "I've never used that short A-line dress before. Pink isn't my color, but I love it on you. You look cute!" "Agreed," Laura says from the armchair. She is popping popcorn into her mouth, and Brandon narrows his eyes. "How aren't you fat yet?" he mutters. "You're always eating." "I go to the gym," she answers back with spice. "But this isn't about me—don't you think your girlfriend is pretty?" I wait for the moment his attention shifts to my dress, curious about his reaction to me wearing pretty clothes and makeup. My chest is heaving. Finally, his eyes land on mine. It's truly the most nervous moment of tonight since his opinion matters the most. Sadly, he doesn't seem that impressed. He looks away. "The dress is fine..." Just fine? My courage falters, but the second Cindy sees my smile vanishing, s
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Emilie"I can't believe your car didn't want to start," Laura sighs while half-running beside me. She is wearing platform shoes, and each footstep shakes the entire pavement. "You need to buy a new one. This is ridiculous!""Maybe...you should...ask...your rich...parents...for...a car," Cindy says between her pants. She is running in high heels, which must be painful. I have a feeling she will have blisters tomorrow."Oh yeah?" Laura glares at her. "What about my independence?"Cindy shocks us by growling, "Screw your independence! I'm tired, and this could all have been avoided if you had asked your parents for a car! You haven't even paid rent this month!""Fine, fine. I will call them! Sheesh," Laura looks ahead again, tapping my shoulder. We are on Jenna's street, and three men are standing outside of her gates."I can't believe you were violent to a girl—a girl, Henry!" Vincent, the quarterback on the football team, growls at his teammate."It was Emilie! Who the fuck cares?!" He
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Emilie I lean against the wall, silently watching Vincent and Brandon mix a few drinks. It feels strange to keep partying at Jenna's place since she obviously doesn't want me here, but apparently, she has a brother on the football team who doesn't care if his sister is sad. "So, Emilie," Vincent flashes me a grin. "What's your poison?" "Oh, I..." I hesitate because I have no idea what to tell him. I never go out, and alcohol isn't something I normally drink. "She will be fine with a soda," Brandon mutters and walks to the kitchen table. He pulls out a chair and sits down while keeping his eyes on me. It's a bit scary being so far away from him when I'm surrounded by most of the football team, so I move to grab my own chair, but Brandon easily pulls me into his lap the second I try to walk past him. Suddenly, his arms are around me while his nose is buried in my hair. I feel his warm breath through it. It's oddly romantic, and every little hair rises to stand on edge when he whisp
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EmilieMy eyes are glued to the ones belonging to Brandon as I give him a shaky nod in response. I can't manage words, but those aren't needed. He lifts me up into his arms, and because it feels right, I loop my legs around his waist. My mouth opens when he leans in to devour me. I tangle my fingers into the back of his blonde hair, afraid he might retreat if I don't keep him close.But there is no risk of that.The noises leaving him are feral—rough and greedy—as if he can't get enough of me. His tongue grows more dominant and possessive, but I can tell he is holding back, preventing himself from splintering out of control. "I never thought the nerd on campus would be this delicious," he whispers between episodes of exploring my mouth. "We should go upstairs."I don't argue. I cling to him and let him kiss my neck as he carries me up the stairs. There are no people up here. We are alone, and Brandon kicks up a door to reveal a guestroom with a large, luxurious bed. Within seconds,
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Emilie "I love the taste of your pussy," Brandon mutters against my wet cunt, completely oblivious to the pleasure that's already shooting up my spine. "I could die a happy man between your legs, Emilie." I shiver. "But I don't get it. Your cunt shouldn't be this soaked for me. It makes no sense." "Wh-what?" He looks up from between my legs. "I thought you didn't like me. But this—" his finger enters me and comes out all sticky and wet. "This proves that you're more than horny for me. But I wonder… Are you aroused because it's me or because I'm the first man to touch you? Which one is it?" Oh, but he isn't playing fair! I don't want Brandon to know that I like him because there is no chance he feels the same way! I'm just a stupid nobody with a crush on the soon-to-be billionaire—he will never be mine! "Emilie?" Brandon is teasing my pussy with his finger, sliding it out and in. Each time, my pussy clenches around his finger in a desperate plea for more. I swallow thickly. "Wha
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EmilieIt's been a few days since the party, and I haven't spoken to or seen a glimpse of Brandon.Laura: So, did anything happen between you and Brandon during the party? You have avoided the question for days.I leave her on read since I don't feel like being a grownup today. To be honest, I think I'm going to spend the entire day in bed. I don't feel so good. I've been trying to focus on school, but whenever I'm alone, Brandon's name pops up in my head like a freaking disease.I know what it means—I've fallen for him. It's humiliating and terrible, and fuck! I still can't believe I asked him if we would have sex again. What was I even thinking?!My phone chimes with a message from my group chat with the girls, and I angrily hold the screen above my tired eyes to read it. I hope my phone will fall on my face to end my misery. I feel so rejected, and my phone is as big as a brick—the perfect murder weapon.Cindy: Vincent asked me out, but I got so nervous that I told him it would be
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Brandon "She might have been your mother, but you forget she was mine first. She was the woman I admired, the woman I fell in love with, the woman I brought flowers to, and, finally, the woman who stole my first kiss. Your mother is and was the love of my life, which is why I've decided to finally let her go. And that's MY decision to make." I grit my teeth and glare at the TV. It's been a day since I spoke to my dad, but I still haven't processed the pain. My legs are bouncing up and down on the carpet — a nervous habit I can't get rid of — and I wish I had another bottle of scotch. The pain in my heart is raw and painful. I'm drowning in it. Slowly suffocating without anywhere to go. Does the grief ever go away? Angry at my inability to just stop feeling, I walk into the kitchen to grab a bottle of anything to numb my pain. I'm a man. I shouldn't be crying. I shouldn't be breaking apart. Why am I so weak? I just...I just wish my mom was here. She would know what to do and how
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BrandonToday is the day. I have taken Emilie to a luxurious restaurant and now I want to tell her that I love her. I’m not sure when I fell for her, but what I do know is that she is the reason I’m not drowning myself in alcohol. After my mother passed away, Emilie was the sun keeping me alive—my cheerleader.She is special to me, and I want her to know her, but I suck with words. I’m a meathead, and tonight, I seem to have entered extra pussy-territory. Not a single word has left my lips all night. I’m too busy blushing over Emilie’s looks and her smiles, which is odd.This isn’t my first time seeing a pretty woman, but for some reason, Emilie looks even more stunning tonight. But I’m not the only one who has noticed. We have this good-looking waiter that keeps popping up at our table every second, and it’s pissing me off. Can’t a guy seduce his future wife in peace? The waiter is ruining everything!Right on cue, the bloke shows up by our table. He is as unwanted as a pimple in the
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EmilieI have no chance of escaping the makeover. Cindy and Laura drag me into the bathroom and force me to sit down on the toilet seat. They are both wearing leers on their faces, but Laura frightens me more than Cindy. “Maybe I don’t need makeup...” I mumble. “Nonsense!” Laura exclaims and picks up a wet wipe. “You need this, Emilie. You’re going out on a date and need to look good...not that you’re ugly or anything.”I pout. “I am ugly...”“That’s not true!” Laura growls. “I’m not pretty, and I’m aware of it,” I grunt. “Sometimes, I wonder why Brandon even dates me since I’m so out of his league.”“Because he isn’t blind,” Laura mutters. “Trust me. You’re pretty, but after I’m done with you, you’re going to look like sex on a stick.”I laugh. “Sex on a stick? Is that a good thing?”“You bet it is! And guess what? I know exactly what kind of makeup is needed to achieve that, but before we apply any makeup, we need to clean your face!”“And brush your hair,” Cindy chimes in. “You’
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Emilie"Brandon hasn't replied to your texts because men are all the same: they all want sex, and once you give it to them, they are all done," Cindy says from her place on my couch. "You think that's the case?" I ask. I've been on cloud nine ever since Brandon gave me head, but he hasn't replied to any of my texts today, so I'm a bit bummed out. Laura sighs and stops filing down her nails. "Don't listen to her. Brandon is a human and probably busy at the gym or something. There's an upcoming game, and I bet he is nervous since his Dad told him he will no longer inherit the family business."I told Cindy and Laura about Brandon's family drama. I didn't give them all the information, but they know enough to have concluded Brandon's Dad is a jerk. "Why would he be nervous?" Cindy asks. "The guy could join the NFL already if he wanted.""He was offered in the past, but now, when his first plan of taking over the family company no longer exists, he probably feels pressured to win the u
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EmilieLater that same night, Brandon takes me to a hotel in the same town where my mother’s hospital is located. He doesn’t bother to ask me if I mind sharing the same room. I don’t. Being alone right now would be the worst thing ever.“I hope you’re happy with our room. It’s supposedly the best view in town,” Brandon says, probably in an attempt to lighten the moon, but I don’t respond. I just stare out into nothingness while Brandon hangs up his jacket in the background. He is talking, but I can’t hear him. My mind is empty, and I walk towards the bathroom without taking off my clothes. There is a large shower area inside. One of those large, luxurious showers with rocks on the wall to imitate a tropical place, and I press my palms against the cool wall as the water cascades down, drenching my clothes, my hair, and my skin as the tears fall down. I feel like a broken woman and can’t stop the ocean from spilling from my eyes. Why am I never included in anything? Why am I so fucki
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EmilieMy Dad leads us to his car that’s parked by the curb. It’s a cute red little thing, and I glance up at Brandon, wondering if his 6’6 frame is going to fit. He gives me an amused smirk. “Don’t worry, I will manage.”“You sure?”“Yeah, there’s a guy on the football team with a worse car than this.”My Dad clears his throat as if offended, and Brandon grimaces. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to insult you.”There is no response, and Brandon silently folds himself into the back seat. I slide in beside him, feeling a small measure of comfort in his presence before my Dad starts the car.The drive to St. Mary’s Hospital is tense and too damn long. At some point, I fall asleep only to wake up when my Dad drives over a bump in the road. “Hello, sleepyhead,” Brandon says, and that’s when I notice I’m leaning my head against his bicep. “Did you sleep well?”“Not really…”Brandon doesn’t try to make more conversation. His large hand finds mine, his fingers lacing with mine in a silent show of su
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EmilieWhen I wake up the next day, I find Brandon snuggled close to me, clinging onto me as if he never wants to let go. We are curled up in my bed, my nose nuzzled into his sturdy chest while his big hands play with my hair. His chest rises and falls like two fluffy pillows, and I can feel his warm breath tickling my scalp each time he exhales.I smile and hesitantly reach out my right hand to place it on his side. He doesn’t even twitch, so I slowly stroke his tanned skin. It seems innocent at first, but then my fingers drift down to his lower abdominal muscles. What can I say? A girl has needs. Like a pervert, I skim over them lightly, relishing the way they twitch under my touch, the subtle shiver that it coaxes from Brandon’s sleeping form. He’s still asleep, his expression peaceful, the blonde stubble on his jaw giving him a rugged look that my fingers itch to trace.A small puff of air escapes his lips as my fingertips skirt the waistband of his boxers, though I stop shy of l
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Emilie“Brandon…” I whisper, feeling the weight of his name as I try to rake my brain for something to say. But what do you tell someone who has just lost their parent? Nothing can take the pain away, so I say the only thing that comes to mind. “I’m… I’m so sorry for your loss.”As soon as I’ve said those words, I regret them because I think I just broke the man I love. Brandon’s hands grip the steering wheel tighter even though the car’s engine isn’t on, knuckles whitening. And then there’s a sound that shatters the silence—a guttural sob that seems to wrench from deep within him. My heart lurches. Brandon, my Brandon, the guy who’s more likely to be a grumpy bastard than a sensitive, sweet guy, is crying. Tears are flooding down his face, and I feel terrible. Should I have ignored the elephant in the room and not said anything?“Hey.” My voice is strained since there’s a lump of guilt in my throat. But it doesn’t stop me from trying to comfort him. I reach out tentatively, placi
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BrandonI think I’m living in denial. My mom is gone, and she won’t come back. She is officially dead, yet the tears aren’t here yet. Instead of crying, I’m staring into space while my siblings are joking around with Emilie. I guess it’s their way of handling their grief, cracking jokes and smiling to ignore the pain of losing one’s parent. But one look at Bailey and Bernie tells me they will both be in tears once they are alone in bed. I won’t be getting away from the pain, either. I’m already feeling the sadness creep up on me even though I’m trying to keep it at bay. I can’t cry here. Emilie would be so embarrassed if I suddenly started bawling my eyes out inside a fast-food restaurant. Then again, maybe I could get away by saying I’m crying because this is the best chicken I’ve ever had?But that would be a lie, wouldn’t it?This chicken is far from the best I’ve ever had. My mom’s slow-cooked roast chicken will forever have the honor of being the best chicken I’ve ever had, an
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EmilieThe blood in my veins freezes over at Clinton's words. Did I hear him correctly? He said those words so casually as if we didn't just say farewell to his wife. Even in grief, the man doesn't cease to be cold and calculating. Brandon takes a moment to respond, and when he does, his voice is calm but laced with controlled anger. "How dare you..." he starts, then swallows hard, collecting himself before continuing. "Now is not the time for this discussion.""I talk about what I want whenever I want, and I won't let you date some nobody without money—"Something swishes past me, and my breath hitches when Brandon's fist connects with Clinton's jaw. The older man stumbles back, holding his face in surprise as Brandon towers over him, visibly shaking with rage. "You will not," Brandon snarls, each word pronounced with deadly precision, "speak about Emelie that way. Nor dictate who I choose to be with."Clinton recovers from his surprise and straightens up, wiping a streak of blood
