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I looked up in total, utter disbelief. Raab and Dico had teken me to get lunch and then a few hours later, this... Tears were in my eyes, I was on my knees, crying, holding in sobs. Dico's hand was on my shoulder, obviously confused as what to do, and Raab was on the phone with Bam. "Dude, I think she's crying, Dico, is she?" I didn't even notice Dico look at me and then nod. "Yeah, man, she's crying." I didn't even register they were talking about me. "Hey Esa?" I looked, teary-eyed and pathetic up at Raab. "Bam wants to talk to you." I took the phone, pressing it to my ear.
"Hello?" I said, a sob in the back of my throat.
"Sile! Sile, are you okay? What's wrong? What did those assholes do?" he seemed so worried.
"Bam, Bam, it's gone." I sobbed into the phone.
"What's gone, Sile?" he asked softly.
"The bakery! Someone bought it! Now all that fucking money is useless! Bam, that was my fucking dream and now it's just gone! All fucking gone!" I sobbed as Dico patted my hair down.
"It's okay Sile, you'll find a better one." he tried to comfort me.
I shook my head. "You don't understand! I've been saving for a year and a half!" I whimpered out.
"Okay, okay, Sile, listen, I'm going to have Dico and Raab bring you back, okay? Fuck this stupid war, I'm having them bring you back." he said and I sniffled. "It's okay Sile, give Raab the phone, okay?"
"Okay." I said, sounding like a small child. I handed the phone to Raab and he took it carefully.
"Hey... Yeah, can you calm her down?... Alright, come on Dico, Sile-"
"Esa!" I hissed, not hearing Bam snap the same thing on the other end of the phone.
"Esa! Sorry!" he said as he nodded to Dico who helped me up and to the car.
The whole ride back, I said nothing, and when we pulled up, Bam was outside, waiting. As soon as I was out of the car, Bam was in front of me, pulling me against his chest, I lost it. My arms went around him, clutching the back of his shirt. "That's all I wanted since I saw the place, my own bakery there, now, It's just... gone." I sobbed into his shirt as he just held me against him. He ran his hand through my hair. "It's not fair." I whispered into his chest. i felt him leading me into the house.
"Come on Sile, it's okay." he whispered softly.
After an hour of calming me down, I decided it was time to finish 20 questions. "How tall are you?" I asked. We were laying in his bed, my head on his chest, his arm around my shoulders.
"5'8", you?" He asked. I blushed and sighed.
"4'"11." I grumbled.
"No way, stand up." I groaned before standing up, kicking off my heels. He grinned at my shortness, standing up in front of me. "You're so damn cute!" I playfully glared at him.
"No I am not!" I giggled as he pulled me into a hug.
"Yeah you are. Fucking adorable." I felt his beard against my neck as he nipped me. I giggled, trying to pull away as he held me tightly against him, nipping still.
"Bam!" I giggled out.
"What?" he pulled back, looking down into my eyes. "You are my girlfriend after all." he said and I looked up at him.
"No I am not!" I said, only to squeal out a giggle as he nuzzled into my neck again.
"By the end of the day you will be." he growled playfully, nipping my earlobe as I giggled, leting him pull me back onto the bed, pulling me on top of him.
I looked up at him. "Who says?" I asked, resting my head on his chest.
"I do, I'm not going to lose to you." he teased, playing with my hair.
"Whatever." I laughed. "What's your heritage?" I asked as he looked at me like I was crazy. "What? I'm curious!" I teased and he chuckled.
"I'm mostly Italian, what about you?" he asked and I looked up at him.
"Taiwanese and Italian on my dad's side, Scottish and Cherokee on my mom's side." I said with a smile. He nodded a bit.
"That's pretty cool. I set Ville up with an Asian chick a couple months ago." he said and I nodded a bit. I looked over to the time. 5:45, I have to leave tomorrow. I cuddled closer to him and he softly kissed my head. "You going to come over next weekend?" he asked and I looked up at him.
I smiled warmly. "I'd love to." I said softly.
Bam - 3
Me - 1
I was so going to win.
We were now sitting around the table eating when my final question slipped from Bam's lips.
"Yo Sile, what's your middle name?" I smirked.
"Faye. Family tradition, Mom, Grammy, and Gee had it. I win." I grinned before gasping as corn was flung at me.
"Bam!" Ape yelled at her son.
"Bull shit you win! I won! I finished asking my questions first!" my eyes widened, jaw clacking as I looked at the smirking man before me.
"Wait, who wins what?" April asked.
Bam looked at me. "I won." he said and I glared at him playfully. "So, Ecila here is now my girlfriend." he said and no one spoke for a few seconds before Dico clapped Bam on the shoulder.
"You lucky bastard." Raab said as Bam looked to me. I was debating what to do or say.
"You... You did win." i sighed, rolling my eyes, but smiling. Smart little shit he was.
Bam grinned at me as I tried to keep a straight face, failing horrible. So I, Little Miss Ecila Thomason, 19-years-old who bawled her pretty, weird, green eyes out because she lost her dream, am dating Brandon "Bam" Margera, 31-years-old, who has countless accomplishments. It's sort of mind-blowing.
I yawned a bit as I looked at the time again, as though the clock was wrong or I was to drunk to tell the time when I last looked at it. 1:24 A fucking M! And Bam and I were finally headed to bed. I was changed and snuggled up in the bed already when I felt the arms of my new boyfriend wrap around me, his lips pressing against my cheek. "Sile?" I turned around and looked up at him. He was just in boxers, which didn't bother me, hell I'd seen him naked. "Are you sure the age difference doesn't bother you?" I smiled a bit, snuggling into his chest.
"If it did, I wouldn't be here. Let's get some sleep Bam. Goodnight." I said tiredly. He smiled and kissed my head softly.
"G'night Ecila." he whispered softly.
Day 2 in Castle Bam - Holy fucking shit!
