A/N: Well, I've officially written five chapters in 4 hours... insanity I tell you. I'm afraid to walk away and eat something for fear my new found writing desire will be gone. But I'm feeling a bit hungry, so maybe that's why I subconsciously started out this chapter with food... haha XD.
"Mitchie!" Brian's yell had my heart racing before I'd even opened my eyes, my mind only vaguely comprehending the fact he was standing above me. My mind was alert and ready, but my body was still sluggish from the sleep he'd just awoken me from. "Mitchie, get up!" His hands shook my body, and I groaned, forcing my tired self to roll out of bed.
"Yes?" I mumbled, glancing over to see that Caitlyn was just stirring from her sleep as well, Brian having woken both of us.
"Are you sick?" I frowned, confused as to why he would even ask such a thing. Was there something I'd forgotten about - not that that was very likely? Brian still stood over me, staring down, and I realized I hadn't answered him yet.
"I don't think so." I said, mentally noting that no, I didn't feel sick.
"Well then, why isn't my breakfast ready?" Brian barked, and my eyes popped open, my body instantly alert as horror settled over me. I'd overslept by some terrible mistake. Letting out a surprised grunt and a mumbled "I'll get right on it", I ran past him towards the kitchen.
How could I have managed to oversleep? I knew Brian wanted his morning breakfast bright and early, ready for him by the time he'd gotten up. I'd messed up horribly.
His heavy footsteps had caught up to me as I popped some toast in the toaster and cracked open two eggs.
"Five minutes, and I'd like that on the table." He ordered, and I nodded, flustered, trying my best to make up for lost time. I could only remember once before when I had made a similar mistake, but I quickly pushed the memory out of my head. There was no reason to get even more worked up then I was now.
Flipping the eggs over, I buttered the toast, mentally counting down the time I had to finish. Two minutes and the clock was still ticking.
"Almost done?" I flinched at the voice near my ear, being so preoccupied I hadn't even heard anyone approach. I relaxed as my eyes flickered towards Caitlyn, who offered me a supportive smile while trying to hold back a yawn. "Sorry, Mitch, this is all my fault." She looked guilty, and I frowned at her.
"How so?"
"I'm the one who convinced you to stay up a little longer so we could finish listening to Connect 3's new album. You kept saying how tired you were but I didn't listen." I shook my head - I had been just as much to blame. Once the adrenaline rush had worn off, I'd realized just how exhausted I was.
"Nonsense, Caity, you know I wanted to listen to it just as badly as you did. None of this is your fault."
"Why are you girls wasting time talking when my breakfast is still not on the table?" Brian's irritated voice broke into our conversation, and I turned to glance at him timidly, popping the eggs onto the plate before pushing it in front of him. "I have a business meeting today, and this whole incident has already made me late." He growled, his eyes still showing his annoyance.
"I'm sorry." I apologized again. Caitlyn's hand touched my arm, and she gave me a small, apologetic smile.
"Sorry doesn't turn back the clock, dear." Brian muttered, handing me back the empty plate and brushing off any crumbs as he stood."Now, we'll just pretend this ordeal never happened, but I expect to see my dinner on the table and this place spotless by the time I get back - with the exception of my study and the basement, as usual." He grabbed the briefcase from the floor next to him and made his way briskly towards the door.
Both Caitlyn and I couldn't help but stare at the door, even after he was long gone.
"Mitch!" Caitlyn's surprised squeal made me jump up, glancing at her in concern. Frowning at her, I squinted at her from across the room as she waved something in the air. "You'll never guess what I've found!"
"What is it?" I asked suspiciously, staring down at the cleaning supplies in my hand and contemplating putting them down. Brian had said he wanted the house 'spotless', and although the house wasn't large in itself, it was time consuming work. We had to be done before he got back.
"Get over here!" Caitlyn sounded much too excited, and, biting my lip in worry I made my way towards her. Before I could see the object in her hands, however, the sound of music behind me made me jump and turn.
My hand over my heart as I tried to stop it from racing, my mouth hung open in surprise. Caitlyn launched herself over to my side, a huge smile on her face, waving the remote to the TV in my face. I didn't try to conceal my shock. Brian always hid the remote - he refused to allow any TV whatsoever unless he was standing there as well monitoring the screen.
"What do you want to watch first?" Caitlyn exclaimed, her eyes huge as she stared at the screen. I hesitated though - Brian would flip if he found out what we'd done, and on top of that there was only an hour before he'd be coming back.
"I don't know about this, Caity. It's too risky. There's not much time before Brian's back, plus what if he knows what we did? He'd be so angry."
"Well, he won't find out, and plus, it'll only be for a few minutes. A couple of minutes of TV won't kill us. Come on... let's see if there's anything on about Connect 3." She cast an evil, overexcited glance in my direction, and ignoring my common sense, I couldn't ignore the part of me that was dying to be slightly rebellious.
Caitlyn glanced at my expression and her smile grew even wider, if that was possible, before she started flipping through the stations.
"Wait, go back!" I touched her arm, having caught a glimpse of Jason Gray's face, and we both turned our full attention to the screen.
"And to celebrate the release of their new album, Play My Music, America's favorite band of brothers has gone on a world wide tour." The reporter announced, and both Caitlyn and I released gasps of surprise. "Now it's our turn to get ready to be amazed, because they are wrapping off their tour in our own hometown tomorrow night at the Sprint Center!"
"Mitch..." Caitlyn turned to me, and I could see her thoughts etched into her face as clearly as if she'd spoken them aloud. Oh, this was a bad idea, such a bad idea... there was no way in the whole world we could even consider doing such an absurd, outrageous, foolish...
"We have to go!" Caitlyn exclaimed, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity - when we will ever get this chance again?"
"Brian will never allow it, you know that as well as I do. We'd be insane to even ask him. He's so overprotective of us, if we can't even step outside how are we supposed to get him to let us go to a concert?"
"Of course we couldn't ask him." Caitlyn offered an eye roll in my direction. "That wasn't what I was suggesting. But we must go to that concert, Mitch. Just think... Connect 3!"
"So, just exactly what are you proposing?" I asked suspiciously, although I already knew her answer. I just wanted to hear her confirm it before I voiced my thoughts.
Her sly smile said it all, even before she had opened her mouth. "We should sneak out."
So... Brian. Secretly a good guy or just a creepy psycho? I keep changing my mind on the matter lol so I need some opinions.
Reviews are greatly appreciated, this story is so different from my usual stuff because normally I just use real life experiences in most plots (minus kidnapping and all, haha) and yet this in no way at all relates to my life at all... it's a refreshing, but odd change. Thanks for the feedback so far 3
Anyways, if I'm rambling... it's late and I'm tired and probably delusional and hyper. Sorry guys, no matter how much older I get I can still act like a crazy five year old that ate too many cookies ;)