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A/N: So here's yet another story. This one is on my pride and joy list. I am very proud of presenting it after much thought on weather I should put it out here or not. Please, I know you guys out there are awsome so send me a review.. Thanks. I don't care if you hate it, love it, think I spelled the second last word in the middle wrongly.. Tell me, and I'll try to reply to you.. and read your stories...

Falling pieces

Brenda Walsh was watching the wind caressing the leaves and the grass on the lawn of her Beverly Hills home. It was a classy house and garden. She saw her parents car parked out front and her brothers would be there soon as well.

She had a room of her own and a bathroom she shared with her twin brother. They had more than one floor in their home and their bank account was not needy…

She was supposed, according to what the rumors back in Minneapolis told, have gone from working class good girl to LA rich bitch…

But when she sat there something clicked. She realized she wasn't anything that would meet their expectations. Everybody had been aware of Brandon's coming success in his new home town. And he had met that with becoming one of the most popular boys in the graduating classes, working at the school paper with good grades and an acceptance letter to the infamous UCLA.

She wasn't sure of what she wanted to do. She had a whole summer to consider she had thought but the schools wanted answers fast but she wasn't prepared to give them just yet. She had watched her friends happily declaring their future plans. Even Dylan had set sights on continuous schooling.

A lone tear rolled down her cold cheek as memories echoed through her mind. It wasn't a plesant view at all that past her inner eye.

She remembered Minnesota and coming home from school that scary day. She was happy because there had been a whole day without seeing Dean, Bonnie or any of the others and she had gotten two A:s for her essay and the English literature exam.

And she walked into her home happily dropping her back back and running the stairs up to the second floor to find her family in the living room. She had been waving her papers in the air smiling happily as she turned the corner and then stopped abruptly. Her mother was crying silently, Brandon was clenching and un clenching his fits with and her father was wearing a puzzled expression. Her happy expression dropped away but her mother tried in vain to keep up the false maskeradue.

'Honey what's that you have there?' she had asked but Brenda just moved backwards.

'What's going on?' she asked stunned but not completely surprised her day wasn't going to be perfect after all.

'Your father has been promoted.' Cindy's voice was low and echoing off the quiet rooms walls as Brenda set sight on her father for confirmation.

'We're going to LA.' He said after the long silence.

Returning to the present Brenda heard a motor's roar in the silent night and saw her brother pulling up.

She remembered the tear on her cheek and put up a warm hand to brush it off.

As Brandon drew nearer she found herself having trouble breathing the warm air.

Brandon looked at her with a puzzled expression that reminded her of the one he had been wearing that day that changed their situation so dramatically.

'Nana want's us up for the summer. Mom says we should go.' She said silently.

Brandon looked at her suspiciously.

'Your upset because Nana wants you come visit?' he asked stunned.

'No.'

Brandon looked at her intently.

'She's going to die Brandon.' Brenda felt another tear roll down.

'Why would you even think that? She's not old yet. Not like…' cutting him off Brenda stood up.

'She's got cancer. She didn't tell mom or dad until now. I don't think she told anyone. I'm not supposed to know but I was looking for the mixer in the cabinets and overheard them talking on the phone. I didn't mean to honest it was an accident I just…' and she started sobbing her body wrecking.

She felt Brandon's arms around her after a split second or so. His expression was still puzzled but he was trying his hardest to make sense of the situation.

'Shh it's going to be alright. They can treat these things she doesen't have to die Bren.' He whispered.

'You don't understand,' she reluctantly moved back. ' I did the annual check up yesterday because the doctor sent out a note saying everybody with a scare check should come back after a year or so to see that it really was nothing. I got the tests back Brandon.' She felt her eyes stinging from tears. 'Nana's cancer is so developed there's nothing to do but wait. They don't know how far mine has spread yet.' She whispered.

It was like watching someone being slapped across the face and then just stop. Brandon looked at her, his hands still gripping her shoulders tightly. She could see he was trying even harder to make it all make sense but it didn't seem to be working.

'I'm not loosing you!' he said very loudly and with his voice un wavering.

She had been convinced there was nothing that anyone could say that would make her feel any better, but he had brought back hope to her.

He held her so hard she felt as if though ther body was being crushed but she found herself not minding in the least.

She hadn't noted the other two boys arriving in Dylan's Porche. They had walked up to stand only a few paces behind the siblings oblivious to the conversation that had taken place.

'Hey you two enough with the whole sassy thing…' Steve said half heartedly.

Brandon didn't react only held her while she cried, rocking her ever so slightly.

'It's okay sis. We'll get through this…' he said in a steady voice that almost frightened her.

'and if we don't?' she asked without knowing why.

'I'm not going to let you go just like that. Trust me…' he whispered.

'I do.' She answered between a shuddering sob and a steady gaze.

A/N so what do you think? Way confusing or workable?

Just wanted to say that I dedicat this chapter to a friend who lost someone she loved for a while ago. It's all for you Angel...