Lost without you

Sitting in the lifeguard seat, Kelly watched as the sun set in the distance. This place has been her sanctuary for as long as she could remember, no wonder she snuck out of the beach apartment as soon as she could and headed there.

She knew everyone meant well, but she was tired of her mother's constant phone calls and Donna's comforting words. All she wanted was to be alone. Leaning her head against the back of the seat she concluded that she was in fact alone. There was no Brandon, no security their relationship provided. They haven't talked since their "wedding night". She missed him, but as the same time she was glad they stayed clear of each other.

"You still love him?" She recalled Donna's question from earlier that day. How could she not? They were set to marry just mere three days earlier. No matter what happened between them, how much pain she felt, it was not just like she could stop loving him in a split second, turn it off... it was not how Kelly Taylor operated. She still loved him and was sure that weeks later her answer to Donna's question would be the same.

Running fingers through her short blond hair her eyes wandered over the nearly empty beach, you could see few couples here and there. It used to be her and Brandon. She pushed that memory away climbing down from the tower. She will have to get used to life without him in it she concluded watching as the waves crushed on the shore. That idea just multiplied the emptiness in her heart, she felt lost without him.


In the office of Beverly Beat Steve eyed his friend who worked silently, or at least pretended to. Brandon insisted on returning to work right after his non-wedding. He wanted to continue with his life instead of having a pity party, those were his own words to Steve spoken two days ago. The result was questionable at best, most of the time he was lost in his thoughts not really concentrating at the work on hand.

Sighting Brandon pushed himself away from the desk his hand resting over his mouth staring at the monitor in front of him in deep concentration. Steve shook his head slowly and exchanged a quick glance with Janet. After speaking with Donna that morning he couldn't help but wonder how two people who were so obviously meant for each other just couldn't get it right. They were both miserable making their friends sick with worry, but being their stubborn selves neither of them would admit they made a mistake three days ago.

"I'm done here for today." Brandon announced grabbing his jacket from chair and striding out of office. Steve raised his brows watching him go, maybe he was wrong in his assumptions.


Carrying his shoes in his hands, the sand felt chilly under his feet. He purposely avoided the beach in the past few days, it was her territory. Staying away from her was one of the hardest decisions he's ever made, but it was clear to him that giving Kelly time and space to deal with all the conflicted feelings will help them both heal quicker in the long run.

When he found the engagement ring on his counter top days ago he wanted to run after her, tell her all of this was a mistake. With all his heart he wanted her back, but it was their decision. He was one of the parties who agreed to walk separate ways. Cold feet? Wrong timing? Or were they not meant to be? He couldn't figure out a clear answer, no matter how hard he tried.

They've had a rough couple of months. She had forgiven him his affair with Emma and came back to him, but things were not the same as before. The small hint of mistrust was always there, hanging above them. He wanted to assure her that despite his misstep, she was the only one for him...so he proposed. At that moment it seemed like the only logical solution to him, he wanted to prove her that she could trust him with all her heart. It all backfired in the end, he was alone, feeling lost without her in his life.

Tearing his eyes away from the cold sand under his feet he looked into distance. Spotting a dark figure near the shore his heart skipped a beat.