Forbidden

Chapter 8

I have to be dreaming. Please have me be dreaming.

I'd rather this whole, whatever you want to call it, with Connor go away than have my life crumble with what is left of it.

I could hear my brothers' scream from a mile away.

I looked up at Connor, he wasn't fazed at all. He turned around and covered me, planning to go against my brothers' wishes. I could see Blake walking quickly, almost running, towards us. I walked in front of him and let go of his hand.

"Go'" I motioned for him to run but he wouldn't, "please." I shoved him lightly.

He looked into my eyes and kissed me quickly on my forehead and jogged up to his house.

Blake started running when Connor went back inside.

I ran up to him and put my hands on his chest pushing him in the opposite direction. He opposed and tried to go past me again. I grabbed onto his t-shirt and caused him to spin back in front of me.

"Let go of me!" He yelled straight in my face. His voice boomed, giving me a headache. I always get migraines, I don't need one right now.

"No! Leave him alone!"

"What the hell did I say? I told you to stay away from him!" He stopped trying to run past me and just stood there.

"You're not Dad so stop trying to control me all the fucking time! God it's like your acting exactly like him! What, is he giving you tips or some shit?!"

"Well at least he calls me!"

I felt like someone had just punched me in the back of my throat, the feeling you get when you want to cry but have to talk. Dad never answers my calls, and never returns them.

"He, he calls you?" A tear ran down the side of my cheek, dripping along with the rain drops.

"Brooke..." His voice trailed off, but he didn't continue.

I wiped away the rest of the tears about to fall. This past week has been so confusing, I've had enough tears already, I don't need anymore.

"Ok look," I folded my arms in front of my chest, "I don't give a shit if he calls you." Lying, of course I do, but I'm not showing my weakness right now. "You should just know that you don't have control over who I love- I mean like." Whoops.

"LOVE?!"

"I meant like!" I yelled but calmed my voice. It was now just drizzling, the weather seemed to almost change with the mood. "Just...let him know I said hi."

"I always do. Brooke, I mean it. I don't like you hanging around that guy."

"Well why not?"

He seemed nervous to answer, I knew he wouldn't be honest. "I can't tell you..."

"Perfect. No reason, just want to be the boss of everything as always. Goodnight." I walked passed Blake and ran back home. I slammed the door when I came inside. Mom was sitting on the couch reading a new book she just got, Letters to God. We had finally seen the movie and we both wanted to read the book based on it.

"Brooke? Is everything alright?" She put down the book and he glasses, and sat up waiting for an answer.

I ignored her and ran up the stairs to my room. I opened the door and slammed it closed as well. I made sure to lock it, I hate how my family thinks talking to me about it when I'm literally crying will help.

I climbed onto my bed and buried my head in the pillow. I pulled out my phone and lifted my head up. I dialed Claudia's number a called her. I told her about everything that had happened, from Cameron to Blake tonight.

Oh my god. Cameron.

"Claud, what am I gonna do!"

"Personally I'd see what happens with both of them." I thought about that for a moment.

"Like cheating?"

"They wouldn't know anyway, why not?"

"Ok...but what about Blake?" I made sure to whisper that part just incase anyone was ease dropping on my conversation.

"Just hide it, it can't be that hard."

I walked to my dresser and pulled out my favorite comfy PINK sweatpants and sweatshirt and put them on.

"You would think right? Watch me die."

"Hey if you do die can I have that daisies flower crown?"

"Hey!" I laughed and climbed into bed under my cotton blanket Claudia got me for Easter, it had a beautiful picture of a field of pink and white daisies. "I don't know what to do. I'm crazy aren't i?"

"A little bit." She teased.

"Wow thanks." I laughed.

"Hey how about tomorrow when you wake up, call me and I'll pick you up and we'll go shopping."

"Thanks boo."

"Sure thing bae. Night."

"Night." I leaned over, plugged in my phone, and set my alarm for 8:30 AM.

I hesitated to text my Dad, but changed my mind.

If he wants to talk to Blake, fine.

But if he tries to talk to me now, I'm the one who won't answer.