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Saving Brownie So you love me hehe
"You George. What brings you here?" Robert asked in a bewildered tone as I walked in glowing like a sunflower in my yellow dress."To meet Brownie, where's he?""Resting in his room," Robert said quickly and paused. "And . . . I uh want to talk to you about all this.""Oh, yeah yeah. You being my grandfather and all. What a small world!" I laughed awkwardly, but he didn't laugh, so there was this sad silence which made me want to stab myself. "Okay, we'll talk later."I turned away and ran upstairs when suddenly, Robert called out, "George!""Yeah?" I stopped halfway and looked down at him.He cleared his throat and said, "You look er . . . nice.""I know right!" I beamed and my eyebrows knotted in confusion when I could notice the conflict and struggle written all over his face. "What's wrong? Is my dress over the top or is the makeup too much? I knew I had to wipe off the excess lipstick, makes me look like some kind of prostitute.""No!" Robert denied, pinched the bridge of his nos
Saving Brownie Kiss Me Back
"George, your brother is going all bonkers. I'm sorry, but you have to come back. You can't stay at Clark's mansion anymore. He's threatening to tell your dad that you're not staying with him, but at some guy's place," Ally whispered worriedly and I huffed in frustration."Fine, let him tell dad," I said stubbornly."What---" Ally was cut off by some shuffling noises and suddenly I heard Zach's thundering voice, "Come back, George! You cannot stay with that man alone! Come back or---""Grandpa, the one I never knew about invited me to stay over, so I'm not alone here with him. Anyway, you can tell dad, I don't mind," I said boldly and encouraged him further, "Go on, tell dad. I'm only staying with my grandpa, I'm not whoring myself to a brothel.""What?" I could hear the confusion laced in his voice. "Fine, I'll tell dad and you'll be sent packing back---""Before we reach there, there's this one tiny detail you need to know. If you tell dad about this, then I would tell him about how
Saving Brownie A Fresh Start
"Robert erm grandpa . . . I don't know what to call you," I said nervously and sat on the couch."You can call me anything you like, it doesn't matter. What does matter is . . . what do you feel about all this?" Robert asked curiously while putting down some books on the desk and I shrugged."It's all weird and I honestly don't know what to feel. I like you because you're nice to me and I dislike you because you weren't nice to my mum," I said bluntly and he sighed wearily. "Like come on, you shouldn't have done that . . . She needed support then.""That's fair, although I did apologise to your mum after your brother was born. We didn't mean to abandon her, it was just a lot to take in," he said earnestly and my eyebrows furrowed in confusion."Then why did you abandon her if you didn't mean to?""It's because your mother, George, had great plans for her future. She was very ambitious and then suddenly getting pregnant at what? Sixteen? It felt like we failed to raise her properly,"
Saving Brownie I. Just. Wanted. Chicken
I sneezed. I sneezed right on poor Ian's pretty face."I-I'm sorry," I stuttered and smiled sheepishly when Ian slowly wiped his face with a handkerchief."It's okay." He chuckled, leaned backwards on the wooden bench and I could sense some disappointment.But I was glad that I sneezed harshly and broke the almost kiss attempt by Ian. I didn't know what I would have done if I hadn't sneezed, but kissing Ian felt wrong in some way. Ian was extremely attractive and sweet, however, it just didn't feel right. It felt like I was being a disloyal hoe to a particular cold, impeccable, aloof, handsome, delicious, fine male specimen and that I would run out of adjectives describing him."Let's have lunch Ian, I'm hungry," I changed the topic, grabbing Ian's hand and pulling him up with me to avoid the awkwardness of our close proximity and almost kiss. "We'll go to that fancy restaurant I saw the other day. It's down the lane, on the way to the mansion. Call Brownie there, he must be hungry t
Saving Brownie An Innocent Prank
All hell broke loose would be an understatement to what I just witnessed. There was absolute pandemonium and in the middle of the madness was a frozen Clark, a guilty George and a perplexed Ian. It was like a swarm of buzzing bees had attacked us and stung, particularly Clark, hard.Honestly, that was an inadvertent prank. I didn't expect this kind of mayhem from such a simple statement. It was beyond me how people could go bonkers over three words.Clark grabbed my arm roughly, the tip of his fingers painfully digging in my soft skin. I clamped a hand over my mouth to not hurl curses or abuses at him. He dragged me, his vice grip didn't falter as I flashed a tight smile to the screeching people.Once we were out of sight, I tried to jerk my arm away from his hold. My face twisted in a painful expression when I noticed my red arm and slowly, Clark released me. His anger dissipated for a second."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that," Clark muttered apologetically and gently rubbed his
Saving Brownie Orange is the new Girlfriend
"Brownie, wake up! Wake up, sleeping beauty," I said blithely, sat on Clark's hips and started bouncing up and down. Clark rubbed his eyes and slowly turned. He froze halfway and I felt something very hard poking me down there when I continued to jump on him, so I greeted cheerfully, "Well, hello there Tommy! Good morning!""Fuck, stop whatever the fuck you're doing." Clark groaned and caught my hips."Right, sorry," I mumbled while clumsily trying to get off, but Clark's arms circled around my waist, holding me in place."No, just stay here," he said in a husky voice and my breath hitched when I felt his growing bulge."I uh can't. I have to get up because today for a change, the amazing chef George made you breakfast!" I enthusiastically reached out for the tray of food and placed it on Clark's chest.Clark held the tray and got up in a daze. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he stared at the plate. "What is this . . . goo?""Hey!" I got up, rolling on the bed and huffed. "Those
Saving Brownie Hurt
"Georgia," Clark breathed and I turned my head away. "Where were you the entire night? It's five in the morning now, I was so worried about you. I even sent the security to search for you, but you were nowhere."Honestly, I didn't know where to go. After running away, I was lingering around coffee shops and bakery, immersing myself in food to ease the aching feeling tugging at my heart. I considered going back home, but I had to book tickets and all. I considered going back to Zach's apartment too, but my pride was huge enough to not go crying back to my brother slash cheater.So all this while, I was hidden behind the bushes in the yard of the mansion where no one bothered to look, until the rains soaked me to the bone and I was left shivering in the cold.I didn't say anything and walked past him. Suddenly, he grabbed my wrist and apologised softly, "I-I'm sorry, please don't do this. Please don't just disappear and leave me like that."Our eyes locked into each other's and I could
Saving Brownie Suck it up or Forget me
There were so many typical rich people with their façade on, chatting to each other like they were soulmates, but in reality, most of them were back stabbing bitches and I even caught some of them snickering behind their so called 'best friends.' Most of the ladies were attached to a questionable men dressed in suits and both kinds were engrossed in flirty conversations.Every little thing looked expensive and was made from fine jewels, gems and the best material. From carpets that looked like they were bought directly from the middle east and the cream coloured walls without a single crack, this place was magnificent. I heard the old, rich owner of this estate loudly boast about the massive crystal chandelier that was suspended from the ceiling and I was getting paranoid that it would fall any second.No man approached me and that just lowered my self-esteem. It was because of how scary I appeared in that dress and smudged makeup, sitting in a dark corner and surreptiously stuffing f
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