The Possessive Billionaire ✔

Chapter 15 - Storytelling Time{}

Chapter 15 - Storytelling Time
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"You really don't have to, Ash!" Brandon immediately announced.

"I have to. I need to let someone in," I explained before taking a deep breath, "When I was about six years old, my parents and I were both heading to my gran's house to celebrate Christmas with her and my uncle.

"The road was covered with ice and my dad was driving slow, way too slow for my taste I guess. I began to complain and whine and begged him to speed up, I used to be a huge adrenaline junkie now that I think about it. My father refused at first but my mom asked him to speed it up because no other cars were visible on the road, and because my mother asked of him he complied and of course, I was happy that I had gotten my way.

"There were no cars for miles so I'm not sure what my father saw that day that caused him to lose complete control of the car. The car began to spin and eventually, it toppled over the top of the cliff. We ended up in a valley, our car was upside down and all the windows were smashed. My parents got most of the damage, I assume my father died at the impact but my mother lived for a few moments enough to tell me she loved me before she too died. I only remember seeing a lady with red hair in a red suit and others people pulling my parents out but it was too late to do anything. The images of their faces still haunt me and sometimes images of the crash still play on repeat in my was at uncalled times." I explained.

"I'm... I don't know what to say," Brandon explained.

"I don't want your pity. Over the years as a young child people pitied me a lot. From the psychologist to my Uncle. My grandfather also passed away upon hearing the news of his son's death, the worst part about that story was the fact that I never bothered to go to my grandfather's funeral. I was too busy mourning my parents and crying over them. I deeply regret that decision because I loved him to bits." I told him as tears streamed down my face as I recalled all of the memories, the therapy sessions, the mocking and bullying that happened in school, and the sadness I felt when it was the parent-teacher conferences or when I was performing on stage. My parents had never been able to attend any of that because of me.

It took me a while to come to terms with everything. At first, when the accident was still fresh in my mind I refused to get into cars. They scared me. I was a lot better now, I didn't get panic attacks anymore and only ever got scared when the speed limit was exceeded. It had taken me many years of visiting a therapist and going on incredibly short car rides with my gran for me to adjust and realize that the default of getting into a car doesn't mean death.

"I don't pity you, Ash. I actually think you're by far the strongest girl I've ever met and the most beautiful. I admire your strength and courage. What happened back then must have had a huge toll on you, but look at you! You're here, beautiful and strong as ever. You honestly are the best and you bring out the best in me," Brandon said.

"Thank you, Brandon!" I whispered as I wiped the tears away from my face with the sleeve of my shirt. I watched as he smiled and pulled me in for an awkward side hug.

"Are you ready for our adventure?" Brandon asked.

"You're not going to kill me in there, right?" I joked, trying to lighten the mood a little bit as looked at the dark and dense forest that lay ahead of us.

Brandon shrugged, "Even if I was, I highly doubt that I'd tell you!"

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever!"

Brandon interlinked our hands and I smiled at him. He led me through a path causing me to feel a slight discomfort towards the growing nature surrounding us.

"Now I'm truly believing my previous thoughts of you killing me and dumping my body out here," I shuddered as something stuck to the skin of my arm.

I brushed it off with my free arm while Brandon chuckled.

"I'm not going to kill you, Ash! I love how amazing you can be! Why in the seven seas would I get rid of that?" He grinned.

"I knew you were using me for something," I frowned.

Brandon rolled his eyes, "Oh shut up, Ash!"

"I'm the one with heels for shoes," I warned him.

"Oh, that makes me so scared!" He laughed.

I rolled my eyes, "I can stab your eyes out with the heel," I threatened.

Brandon laughed, "We'll get to our destination in a few minutes!"

I smiled, "Finally,"

A few moments later we arrived at what seemed like a clearing. There was a red and white typical picnic mat set up on the floor with candles surrounding it. The candles were all lit and illuminated most of the field. Near the corner of the blanket, there was a typical picnic basket.

"Is there food in there?" I asked looking at Brandon with wide eyes.

I was asking that question due to the fact that we had just left a restaurant and sadly for me, I couldn't stuff any more goodness into my mouth, or I might just puke it all back out again.

"There are some snacks. Not heavy things though," He grinned.

I smiled as he led me on towards the mat. I pulled off my heels and sat cross-legged on the mat facing Brandon who had done the same.

"So what brings us here?" I asked him.

"When I was a teenager I used to come to this spot every single day to just think or relax," He explained, "My mother showed me this spot." When Brandon mentioned his mother his face split into a smile. I could see that he loved her.

"It's beautiful at the night, I think it'll look way more beautiful in the daylight though," I said quietly.

He nodded, "It is. The color of the flowers is pretty and so is the sky. My mother loved it in the day, I love it at night actually," He commented dryly.

"Why is that?" I asked him, studying his expression carefully.

"You can see the stars. The sky is normally clear. It's like a beautiful inky blue color with small lights splashed on it. I like to think of it as a canvas. The painter paints it navy blue and then just throws some white paint on," He said staring at the sky above us.

"That is beautiful, Brandon," I commented as we both looked upwards admiring the sky for a few moments.

"Do you think the sky reflects on the sea? Or does the sea reflect the sky's color?" Brandon asked seemingly genuinely interested in my answer.

"I think the sky reflects on the seas. Earth has huge land masses what would happen to those parts of the sky? Would they like to reflect the green?"

"I think you have a point," He smiled.

"I think so too."

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