Chapter Two- Real Feelings
A/N: So, I've gotten reviews saying the last chapter was sad. Thanks a lot guys! You guilted me into writing the next chapter! Lol! Oh, and I don't own Pair of Kings, or Miley Cyrus' song 'I miss you.' Or Top of The World. Although, I edited them both, to fit this fanfic.
What The Camera Actually Saw-
Boomer lay down on his bed. "Man, I had my own room for a night. Peace, yeah. Quiet, yeah. But it sort of sucked, now that Brady's gone."
Boz walked in. "Yo, bro. I'm here. I sleep here!"
Boomer sighed. "Yeah. But you're so different. You never sing your thoughts, or leave cereal bowls all around, but Brady and I…" He trailed off. "I mean, you're a good bro… But Brady was so… different. Not better. Just different."
Lanny
"He's gone! Hahaha! No more stupidity from that dweeb!" Lanny was smiling, and throwing darts at a picture of Brady. "He's mysteriously vanished!" He frowned. "Unfortunately, we've still got Boomer. And to make things worse… Another one came… A less stupid one." He sighed and began throwing darts at a picture of Boz.
Mikayla
Mikayla lay on her bed singing softly.
"Sha la la la la, sha la la la la.
You used you to call me your angel.
Said I was sent straight down from heaven.
And you'd try to hold me in your arms,
I think of the way you might've felt so strong.
I never wanted you to leave.
I wanted you to stay here trying to hold me.
I miss you, I miss your smile.
And I still shed a tear every once in a while.
And even though it's different now.
You're still here somehow.
My heart won't let you go.
And I need you to know,
I miss you, sha la la la la
I miss you."
She sat up and began to talk to herself in a melodic tone. "Why did you get up and go away? Why'd you get up and leave my life? Why did you abandon your friends? I hate to admit it, but I miss your flirting. I miss your bugging me. I wish you knew that I miss you. I wish you knew I can't stop thinking about how I kissed you. And how you left me. Alone. You left Boomer on his own."
Boz stood in a secret room staring at the footage. "I had to edit it!" He tried to convince himself. "I had to… It was necessary in order to convince Brady to stay… So I can get closer to Boomer. So we can be Kings of Legend. Brady needs to stay safe while we do so."
He turned around. "I wonder if I should've had Candace lie about Mikayla saying Brady was immature…" He bit his lip. "Was that going too far?"
Brady POV
I picked up my guitar. I began to sing a familiar song. But slower and sadder. With a few slight edits.
"Top of the world.
We were at the top of the world.
When I was in the building, people came and put their hands up.
Top of the world. I was at the top of the world.
Me and my homie, we were gonna take it over
Top of the world, I was at the top of the world.
But… Destiny hadn't chose me to rule.
Hard to believe, but it's true.
I'm so sick of it,
Say, I'm so sick of it,
Thought could we could rock this throne,
And let the kingdom come, yeah.
Be at the top of the world.
We are brothers, they're kings,
Hear the island sing yeah.
They're at the top of the world.
They're at the top of the world.
I sighed. I was majorly bummed. I couldn't figure out why Boz, MY BROTHER, would do this to me. It was odd though… Boz seemed super conflicted. It was like he was being forced to keep me captive. He seemed to feel guilty. I was sort of confused, as something stirred inside me. There was some look in his eyes. One that I recognized. I recognized it, because it was the look I had. The look you get, when you associate with… Kalakai.
Boz POV
I stood at the foot of the dark side, nervously pacing. A hooded figure stood a mere ten feet away. He was talking to another hooded figure. The first figure was holding what looked like a glass bowl. He was about a head shorter than the second one. The second figure spotted me. He nodded at the first figure, took the bowl from him, and vanished.
The first figure came over. It studied me. I couldn't see its face because of the cloak, but I could tell it was laughing. "Boz." The figure chuckled. "Did you capture that idiot you call your brother?"
I winced. "Yes… But what do I do with him?"
The figure shrugged. "Tomorrow night, bring him here. We'll take him to where he needs to go. Where he'll be safe."
I stared at him anxiously. "You won't hurt him right? You promised not to hurt him!
The figure let out a laugh. "None of your brothers will be hurt by us. Just like we promised: We will not hurt King Boomer or Ex-King," It cackled cruelly. "Brady. You sealed the deal when you decided to help us. An excellent choice."
As the figure turned to leave, I shouted, "Will I ever see Brady again?"
The figure turned to face me. "Oh you will…" Then I blinked, and it was gone.
A/N: I am so flattered by the amount of reviews I have gotten! Thank you! I suppose they all deserve replies, huh? J
Cailey: I know. I'm sorry! But, at least you know now, that that wasn't her! There will be. There will be.
yummy42: You like it? And don't worry, sad is what I was going for! Hahaha I really don't either, but I figure someone does. And, yes I did take your advice. It's just so hard not to!
brakayla1273: I actually feel bad for him too! I hope you enjoyed this one.
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