As soon as Seth had gotten done with work he'd immediately jumped into his car and sped off toward Bree's apartment building. He kept thinking of what he'd say to her when he got there. I'm so sorry? I don't want to rush things? I really do love you? "Fuck it" He thought to himself and concentrated on the road.
He groaned as another stop light made him freeze in place. His phone went off playing his R2D2 ringtone and he picked it up, reading a text from Alex. 'Group meeting tomorrow at noon. Don't be late.' He sighed but a moment of confusion crossed his mind. Group meeting? Usually he was the one putting meetings together. He laid his head back on the head rest and revved the engine impatiently. The light finally turned green after what had seemed like an eternity and he stepped on the gas a little too quickly making his car jerk in response. He slowly let off, letting the engine cool down, and then got headed toward his destination.
He pulled into the cramped parking lot in no time, jumped out of his car, and headed for the front door. He looked across the parking lot and saw Bree's car parked close to the building. A very pudgy, dark skinned man opened the door for him and gave him an over-enthused smile. Seth nodded toward him and headed toward the elevator. He pressed the 'up' button and stepped back.
A million thoughts ran through his head and he even thought about bailing out on the whole plan. He took out his cell phone to call Alex when he saw a picture of Bree and him as his screensaver. He smiled again and realized he was being ridiculous, he had to see her. He looked back up at the elevator doors and realized they hadn't opened. He pushed the 'up' button again and again but nothing happened. Seth realized they had never fixed the elevator and he groaned in frustration.
"What the fuck is wrong with this place!?" He yelled and trudged toward the stairs, sprinting up them two at a time. Then one at a time. Then slowly pulling himself up them with the help of the railing. Then crawling up them to the point where he couldn't even move. He sat down by the time he'd reached the 6th floor and gasped for air. He checked the pulse point on his neck and felt his heartbeat racing. He took slow breaths, trying to calm his galloping heart and stood up slowly making his way up the stairs.
He had a flash back of the first time he came to see Bree, and realized the same thing was happening to him again-Desperately trying to see this strange girl, dying in the staircase, and excitement bubbling up in his stomach. He smiled at that thought and started taking the stairs two at a time, again.
He soon found the door leading to the eighth floor and pushed it open with urgency. He quickly walked to Bree's door and pounded on it. "Bree please let me in. I know you're in there" No response. He pressed his ear up to the door, listening for any type of movement and let out a sigh of impatience. "Bree, I really want to talk to you. Please let me in, sweetheart." Again there was nothing but his steady breathing. He started thinking about camping outside her door until she came out when an elderly lady came out of the room behind him.
She gave him a crinkly eyed smile and he returned it. "Are you looking for Bree, young man?" She slightly cocked her head, never losing her grin as her green eyes looked into his brown ones. No I was just yelling her name at a closed door for no reason. He took a deep breath to relax himself and nodded.
Her smile faded slightly sensing his frustration. "Well I'm afraid she's not here." She smiled apologetically and he growled. He ran a hand through his tousled hair and looked back into her eyes, "Any idea where I can find her?" He gritted his teeth waiting while she sifted through her thoughts.
She put a finger up to her pale pink lips and nodded to herself. "Well she might be at this one place, but I'm not sure if she'd want me to tell you. It's kind of her hiding place. She's an odd child, that Bree is."
Seth gave her an incredulous look, waiting for her to get to the point when he realized she already had. "Um, alright. Well it's kind of urgent so I would like to know where she is." He shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans and rocked back and forth.
"Well I'm really not positive if I should tell you dear but you're welcome to come into my house and wait for her. Bree always declines my offers to enter my little home, but she's still such a sweet girl. Don't you think she's a sweet girl?" She turned around and kept mumbling sweet girl over and over again. Seth slowly started to back away when she whipped around and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
Seth stopped in his tracks and stared at her. She slowly sat down in a rickety chair and wiped the tears from her face. "I apologize sweetheart; it's just been so long since I've had the company of anybody." She breathed out a sigh of depression and leaned back in her chair. Seth slowly walked into her home, immediately being hit by the smells of cinnamon and ginger, and took one of her delicate hands.
"I'll tell you what; if you tell me where Bree is I promise we'll come over for dinner sometime. Or you could even come over to her place or mine." He gently smiled at her and she slowly nodded her head. "She's down by the river; it's about half a mile from here. She always goes there when she's had a long day." She looked back up at him and he leaned in and kissed her soft, wrinkled cheek. He pulled back and smiled at her, "My name's Seth, by the way."
"Hello Seth, I'm Arylene." She shook his hand and sent him on his way. He slowly walked down the hallway and pushed the 'down' button on the elevator closest to Bree's room. He shook the thought of the Arylene crying out of his head and waited for the doors to open. He soon realized that the doors would never open and he looked back at the stairs dreadfully, "Shit."
Bree looked out at the fading sunset as she leaned her head on the top rail of the fence keeping her from falling into the peaceful river below. She'd always loved sunsets-the way the orange and pink mixed together and how some of the bright blue sky still showed through. It was the most beautiful thing in the world. She closed her eyes and breathed in-smelling the fresh grass and dirt. Then she tuned everything out as a chorus of birds started singing a melody back and forth to each other.
She slowly sat down on the bridge leaning her head on the bottom rail, trying not to interrupt the tune of the small birds. She looked down at the river to see two ducks swimming below her. She looked toward the small sandy area next to the river and saw three little ducklings wading in towards their parents. Bree giggled when they slightly shivered, their fluffy bodies getting completely soaked as they floated down underneath the bridge.
Bree lay back, splaying her hair across the smooth wood and looked up at the forming moon. She'd have to get headed back soon if she wanted to make her apartment's curfew. She closed her eyes once more enjoying the peacefulness but was ripped back to reality when a stick snapped near her. Her eyes snapped open and she saw a very nervous Seth walking toward her, hands up in front of him. She blushed slightly as he lowered his hands and sat down next to her.
He coughed, clearing his throat. "So I kind of told the old lady next door to you that we would have dinner with her sometime."
Bree smiled over at him, "She cried in front of you, didn't she?" She smirked at him as he gave her a dumbfounded expression. He nodded his head, waiting for an explanation and she giggled, "She does that to everyone. She's perfectly fine, but if you really want to we can have dinner with her sometime."
"I...I…um didn't know. Sorry about that…" He looked down at his hands so Bree scooted toward him and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"You're apologizing for being nice?" She rolled her eyes and felt him quietly laugh. He slightly nodded his head and took one of her hands in his own.
Seth started to rub her hand in both of his and shivered, "Shit, you're hands are freezing. Are you cold?" Ever since Seth had shown up she had felt incredibly warm inside so she shook her head, but scooted even closer to him anyways. He wrapped his right arm around her, pulling her in and kissed the top of her head.
"I'm sorry about what I said this afternoon; I don't want to rush you into anything." She leaned away from him looking him square in the face, but was stopped when she saw the worry in his eyes. She leaned back in and hugged him tightly, breathing in his scent. "No, you did nothing wrong. I freaked out for no reason so I should be apologizing. It's just…I don't even know what your favorite color is."
She slightly raised her voice at the end of her sentence, forming it into a question. She looked up at him and saw he was thinking to himself. "There's no such thing as colors. It's just which parts of the spectrum are reflected against our retinas."
Bree pushed herself away from him and stared at him, "You're an asshole, you know that right?" She gave a small laugh and he smiled.
"Well what's your favorite color?" Seth asked, pulling her back towards him.
"Yellow." She said with a small smile.
"Well then I guess my favorite color is yellow too." He squeezed one of her hands and she rolled her eyes.
"You're ridiculous, and annoying, and obnoxious." She quickly stood up and started walking away from him. She heard him laugh behind her and heard the crunching of leaves as he ran to catch up. He grabbed her by the arm and spun her around so she was face-to-face with him. Bree's breath hitched in her throat as his piercing brown eyes stared intensely into hers.
"So you love me too?" His face lit up with hope as he waited for her to regain self-control. He slowly stepped closer to her and wrapped his arms around her waist. She could feel her head start to swim as she felt the heat radiating off his body but she fought through it and nodded her head.
"I always have Seth." He picked her up and kissed her passionately as soon as the words came out of her. She started to giggle like a little girl as he spun her around. "Stop it, I'm gonna throw up on you!" She managed to get out and he set her down. She could see the world still spinning and he caught her in time before she fell to the ground. He gave a deep chuckle in her ear as he hugged her tightly again.
Reality came back to Bree and she looked at the clock on her phone. It was getting to be 9 o'clock and the apartment doors got locked at 9:30. She'd never make it back in time. She turned to Seth with a panicked look and told him, only to get a small smile from his beautiful features.
He rolled his eyes, "Oh yeah, it's not like you can't sleep at my house or anything. Come on, dork." He grabbed her hand and they walked back toward the apartment buildings.
As soon as Bree stepped into Seth's home she was immediately pushed towards the kitchen. She'd told him on the ride over that she hadn't had supper yet and he was determined on feeding her. She plopped down in a chair at the small bar he had and waited for whatever he dished up. She laughed as he maneuvered the stove and threw ingredients around the room-meanwhile switching back and forth between different Family Guy voices. She couldn't control her spasms of laughter anymore when he said as Roger the alien, "Dinner is served." And pushed a big plate of something towards her.
Bree cautiously lifted a forkful of the random meat and sauces to her mouth and carefully chewed it. She eventually swallowed it down and looked up at his hopeful face. She nodded her head slightly, "This tastes like shit." Bree laughed hysterically as his face drooped down and she went over to hug him. He sniffled into her neck and she punched him in the stomach, "The good news is, my appetites gone." She pulled away from him and he smirked at her.
"It can't be that bad." He scooped up a big forkful of who-the-fuck-knows and chewed it just like she had before. He nodded his head slightly, taking in all the random flavors and looked at her. "Holy shit, that tastes like death. I apologize for not believing in you." He chuckled slightly and dumped the rest of the food into his garbage.
Bree gave a huge yawn, making Seth look over and smile at her. "Bedtime for the youngster." He picked her up in his arms and stared into her sparkling blue eyes as he walked through the living room and up the stairs. "Oh shut up, I'm not that young." She murmured into his chest and all he could do was smirk. When he entered the bedroom, he gently laid her down under the covers and climbed in next to her.
Seth breathed in the perfume on her neck as he wrapped both arms around her stomach. Bree slowly started to slip into unconsciousness but fought it as much as she could. "So, what happens now?" She mumbled into the pillows. Seth's arms tightened around her and he thought to himself for a couple seconds. "Well I think I can officially call you my girlfriend from now on, so we'll just take it from there." Bree tried to say something back but was eventually pulled into a deep sleep.
Hello again fanfictioners! I'm officially back and writing as of now. I literally typed this chapter in about 2 hours so if it seems a little choppy I apologize; I just didn't wanna keep you guys waiting any longer!
First of all, I wanna thank all of the new stories on here for keeping me sane the whole time I was on vacation. My family can be...extremely annoying sometimes.
Second, don't start up discussions about the whole 'they love eachother' thing. I probably wouldn't like a story that launched into that crap this early in a relationship, but...I have a plan. Mwahaha just kidding, but I do have a plan. They do really care about eachother though-it's kind of that whole early relationship, sucking face, wanting to spend every waking moment together so please just be patient my little buttercups.
Third, In the last chapter(I don't feel like fixing it) but i said Conan's writers were shooting nerve guns on accident. My spell check changed 'nerf' to nerve. Whatever a nerve gun is, it sounds extremely painful...and frightening.
And lastly, this is just a random fact, but dork actually translates to 'whales penis' and i thought that was fucking hillarious so i just made Seth call Bree a dork for my own personal enjoyment :)
Alright, well that's my message for today. Oh and btw, I'm feeling MUCH better. Stupid summer colds...mer. So I'll see you guys soon for the next chapter :)