The Story Of Us

Today Was A Fairytale

***Hey guys(: Sorry, its been a while… Well it seems like it to me… But here it is, enjoy(: SO! I AM THINKING ABOUT CHANGING VELANIE’S CHARACTER AND MAYBE BRANDON’S!!!! You guys let me know what you think and I will pick two characters each for them, and you sweety pies can vote, or, if your too dang lazy, Ill pick them myself. *Points face up which makes me look snobby* Hahah, read on my lovelies♥***

*Brandon*

It has been a month since Emily and Velanie’s accident, the house has been an endless torture for me and the kids, and probably everyone else living in it. Velanie and Angelina haven’t spoken two words to each other, and Emily and Dillon have been having little fights here and there, but no one knows what they are about. Alice is trying desperately to find some peace in the house but everywhere we turn its one train-wreck after another.

Angelina has been planning most of the wedding, not that we have gotten very far. She already picked her dress, which is very expensive might I add. She hasn’t asked me any of what I wanted in the wedding, which scares me a little, I mean, shouldn’t I be part of this? Oh boy, now I sound like a girl…

I rolled over in bed to see Angel sleeping still, looking at the alarm it was eight in the morning. Too early for me, but for some reason I wasn’t tired. As I walked down the ice stairs, which had no invitation of being a happy home, I heard a clinking sound. Kind of like a bowl and a spoon meeting to scoop up the cereal. As I entered the kitchen I froze for a split second, Velanie stood at the counter leaning over a bowl of what looked to be Honey Bunches O’ Oats. I silently grabbed some waffles out of the freezer and threw them in the toaster, which just so happened to be right next to Velanie. The air surrounding us was awkward as ever, and the chills going down my spine weren’t only from the cold outside. In attempt to make things less awkward I spoke.

“Good morning.” I said somewhat cheerfully.

“To whom?” Velanie asked, at least I got a reply.

“To the only one in this room.” I said stupidly.

“Oh….. Well shouldn’t that hello be more like those commercials where everyone tells you what hell your day is going to be, and I reply by saying ‘Good thing I had my orange juice!’?” she narrowed her eyes at me and threw her bowl in the sink and walked away.

“Hey!” I called after her, she ignored me and walked to the backyard, I followed stupidly, not knowing what my intentions were, “Velanie!” I yelled, snapping her out of her daydream.

“What. Do. You. Want?” she countered, her eyes piercing me like a dagger.

“For us to be civilized in this house.” I stated, not really knowing what I was saying, as if someone was speaking for me.

“What are you talking about? We are civilized. I don’t speak to you, you don’t speak to me. That sounds fine to me.” she answered walking towards the entrance of the woods. I sighed and continued after her, at the end of this conversation, we would be peaceful, not mean and sarcastic.

*Velanie*

I walked towards the woods, trying to get Brandon to leave me alone. I would never admit it, but him being near me was like holding me over a raging fire with only a string as my savior. Terrifying. You did just admit it stupid. My conscious stated. I rolled my eyes. No, when I said admit it, I meant out loud.

“Admit what?” His voice rang like sirens, no good intentions. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I screamed inside my head. Did I really say that out loud? Great. Great fucking start to my day.

“Nothing.” I answered coldly, throwing the branch in my way behind me, not turning to see if I hit him. If I did, too bad, he should have better reflexes, if I didn’t, well darn.

I don’t know how deep in the woods we were, all I know is that he was still behind me. When would he give up?! He won’t, he will continue until you guys are peaceful with each other. You have got to be joking. I looked around to make sure I didn’t say that out loud… Doesn’t seem like it.

“Velanie!” Brandon called, I cringed in fear as I turned to look at him. Building my wall back up I confronted him. Dear god, please let my wall of china stay up.

“What?! What do you want? Why can’t you just leave me the hell alone? Why do you have to follow me? Why can’t you just go away? Why can’t you just get out of my life?!” I yelled, shaking the trees and the animals in them, well everyone, there is your wake-up call.

“What I want is for us to be peaceful,” I snorted at that one, “You have been acting like a brat for the last month and its making our house cold and unwelcoming.” he moved two steps forward, I moved three steps back, thanking god that there weren’t any trees behind me for now.

“Me? Acting like a brat? Why don’t you step into my shoes and see what my life is like right now. I didn’t exactly get the welcome home I expected.” I argued.

“No one does! Things change Velanie. People change, why don’t you grow up and realize that?” did he just tell me to grow up? Oh hell no. This boy is so getting it in about five seconds if he doesn’t apologize. Five….. Four… Three… I threw my punch, two and one don’t exist in my numbers. I hit him right in his pretty little face. He stepped back a little and looked at me, I almost laughed when I saw the trickle of blood from his lip.

“Don’t ever tell me I need to grow up. You didn’t lay there at night wondering if you would ever get out. You didn’t have to cry yourself to sleep after he raped you and tortured you. You haven’t even seen the numerous scars on my body from him, why do you think I am always covered? It is the most embarrassing thing ever, to not feel comfortable in shorts and a tank top because of the millions of scars. I think I have grown up far too much this past year.” I held back my river of tears threatening to flow down my face, and looked Brandon in the eye. His face hid all the emotion, but his eyes were pained. I stepped back a few more steps until I came into contact with my second worst nightmare, the stupid tree.

My first worst nightmare walked towards me, slowly, but not slow enough. Before I could run anywhere, he was in front of me. Our faces inches apart, his blue eyes bore into me, as if trying to read me, which was entirely impossible. His scent lingered around me, making me weak in my knees, grabbing the tree for support I steadied myself. I could not let my guard down, not now, not ever.

“Velanie?” he whispered my name, I missed hearing his sweet voice like that, calling my name like he desperately needed me.

“Yes?” I answered, but my words caught in my throat, and only silence filled in my words.

“Im so sorry.” his words warmed my heart and as I watched those same old lips come to me, I melted. Was this it? Was this our make-up? Would Angelina be out of the picture now? But all those thoughts faded as our lips met. All those fireworks exploded in my mouth, and I hoped he felt them too. At first I was scared to kiss him, and he was careful with where he touched, but after a few minutes, it was like before, except with more love and affection. He held me like I was about to disappear, like this was all a dream, and I was scared it was. So as I wrapped my arms around his neck and put my hands back into that silky, soft hair of his, I locked the memory in my mind. I locked it in a safe, which was inside a safe, which had multiple locks which consisted of keys, codes, and combinations. There that memory stayed forever, never to be re-opened.

For what seemed like seconds was really a good few minutes, Brandon still held me close and affectionate, he had one hand on my waist, and the other cupped my face. His eyes were looking right into mine, endless amounts of unspoken words filling our silence as we just kissed. It wasn’t a heated, sexual kind either, it was slow, loving, as if it might be our last kiss. All too soon, his phone buzzed like no other, and he went back to the Brandon who was stone cold to me. I slipped away quickly, walking towards the house, keeping the tears from falling. Fuck fairytales.

***Ha... Ha... *Dives for cover before everyone kills me* So.... Did yall like it? I love you guys k? Just wait and it will all be better(: Lock yourself in a room, no sharp objects, and stay there until further notice K? Thanks♥***