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There they sat, talking, reliving memories and laughing, overcome with genuine joy and a very heavy but lightweight air of wholesomeness. "Sing something," Brandon urged. Her eyes met his. His gaze held hers, waiting. She loved him so much, her heart quivered with the extent of it. She snuck a hand under his untucked shirt and placed her palm on his chest, wanting to feel him. "Copping a feel?" He arched a brow. "I'm sorry." She began to pull her hand away, but his quick grip stopped her. "No, no. I like being molested by you." She made a face. The laugh that escaped him came from deep within, throwing his head back. Giggling along with him, Beth began to sing a Mama Cass song. "Stars shining bright above you..." He pulled up in front of her apartment building. They turned to look at each other at the same time and chuckled. "I had fun tonight." "You're welcome," she responded, a sharp smugness underlining her words. "I still found no friend in the club," he reminded.
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After leaving for hers the next morning only to be absent for the rest of the day and most of the next, Elizabeth showed up at his door on Sunday evening in a white polo, faded blue, baggy jeans that were folded to just above her ankles, moccasins, a black sling bag across her torso and a face cap, her smile awfully expensive. "Hey, sport!""Beth--""Go get dressed. I'm taking you out."Confused and slightly put off, Brandon folded his arms across his chest, pinning her with unyielding eyes. Rolling her eyes, she mumbled, "Ecco lo sguardo. Brandon, please?""Where have you been the past thirty three hours?""Tell you what, I'll answer all your questions and then some when you get dressed. How about that?" She bit her lip in anticipation. "No. I was working before--"She rose a brow."I'm serious.""Seriously spiting me," she injected.He rolled his eyes and turned to walk back inside. "Nope. I choose to be the more mature one out of us both. Spiting you is beneath me. Sadly." Foll
Boomerang bet Chapter 54
Caught in the middle. How convenient. Beth's head swiveled between the approaching figures on either side of the alleyway. Expelling a swift breath, slightly panicked and awfully irate at her ill luck, she lifted both hands up and called out, "I don't have much on me." Relishing the calm and strength in her voice, she slowly began to lower her hands. "I'm just going to take off my bag and hand it over." The figure to her right cackled something obnoxious. Beth pulled in a deep, lungs stretching breath. Her toes squirmed in her shoes. The atmosphere was all degrees of tense. The unusual quietness of the night grated at her nerves. Why hadn't she heard it before? On the other street, there was no sound of cars wheezing by. Radio silence. Had she miscalculated the time? Lost her way? Edging her eyes to the corner, she perused the slim, tall figure. Deja vu greeted her again. Subtly turning her head to the left, she scanned the silhouette of the other. The soft light of the moon
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Inhale... Exhale... Inhale... Exhale...Her eyes opened a sliver. White. Too white.Darkness took her back in.Her ears caught the hum of faraway chatter. She felt so weak. Fighting to lift her eyelids, she gave up and tiredly resigned herself to listening to the ongoing buzz around her. Something soft pressed against her head. Her brows twitched. Letting out a delayed puff of air, she pushed at her eyelids and was pleased when they lifted. The first thing she saw was blue. Blue walls. Movement to the side caught her attention. Though it was hazy, she could make out the figure of a man fiddling with the curtains. Moments later, bright light flooded the room. She winced and slammed her eyes shut, easing them open again when she felt the bed beside her dip. Through her lashes, she saw a downturned head. Trying to move her mouth, she found that it was uncomfortably dry. "Brandon," she mouthed. His head flew up. "Elizabeth," he breathed. Blinking tiredly, she made to nod. He was besi
Boomerang bet Chapter 56
Over the next few days, Elizabeth had strictly refused a therapist, choosing to talk to her friends about it instead. She had also made up with Sherlie and had openly admitted to having a new fear of alleyways. How wonderful. Hehe. She was discharged the very next day and whilst she still looked about as coloured as a rainbow, she literally danced out of the place. Hospital beds just weren't it. At all. As soon as they arrived at Brandon's, she forced her sore body out of the car, trudged to her room, threw herself on the bed and clenched her teeth in pain."Elizabeth!""I'm okay," she wheezed. Two days passed and it had began to snow so heavily, the grounds were completely submerged. Companies shut down earlier than expected as the snow took them all by surprise, but it was all in good stride. Christmas was fast approaching, anyway. For once, New york rested. Well, as resting as New York could. Beth breathed with relief that she had gone present shopping weeks earlier. They were o
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The first few weeks into the new year was all fun and abandon, but as the time came for the working class to return back to what they did best- work- Christopher included, Elizabeth found herself turning up at bars and clubs in the evenings to sing. Nothing like talent making a way for you. She could tell off Brandon's less than happy smiles that he didn't like it, but she didn't care. Not one bit. Because it wasn't about the money. It was about having something worthwhile to do and being passionate about it. He had surprised her with his presence a few of those nights in show of support, and boasted about her voice like a proud father over midnight ale with his friends. That had meant more to her than she could explain.On a breezy night, while Beth was splayed out on the floor of her apartment, going through the song lyrics for an orphanage she had recently volunteered to sing at, Brandon sat on the couch, typing away on his laptop. Glancing at him every once in a while, she smiled
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After dropping the sleeping Mia off at her dad's at the close of day, Beth took a cab to Brandon's on the other side of town. Hauling the numerous shopping bags out of the cab, she waved at the driver and began up his driveway, pausing at the green porche parked there. Did he have company? Trudging the rest of the way to the door, she knocked and waited. When no response came, she knocked again. When there was still no response, she tried the handle. The door gave. Huh. Stepping in, she closed and locked it behind her, looking left and right at the pristine state of the house. Her eyes glanced over and did a double take at the dark blue designer purse sitting on the couch. Dropping the bags she held and taking off her crossbody bag, she went and peeked in the hallway, her body tight for some reason. Glancing back at the bag, she stared at it for a few seconds before stepping into the hallway, and that was when she caught a whiff of a smell that wasn't Brandon's. A smell that was all
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When Brandon's eyes came open, the first thing his brain registered was a voice. He drew in a breath and felt his lungs stretch somewhat sorely. Blinking once, twice with his gaze on the white structure, he watched the ceiling, zoning in and out. It wasn't until a blurry face came into his direct line of sight that his mind began the journey back to earth. He watched her smile with a delicacy that reminded him of warmth and fuzziness... And blinked."Brandon?"He blinked again, stalling the easy urge to zone out again."Can you hear me?" Something warm fell to his hand and his fingers jolted. That jolt forced his sight to focus. "Hm?"Her smile burned brighter. "Brandon." She disappeared and was back a second later, helping him sit up. He felt spent with a strange weariness that possessed an undertone of relief. What happened? The rim of a cup was placed on his mouth and he downed the contents like a man starved, not hearing her warnings to go easy. After his third glass, he took th
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