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A Glimpse

ROSE'S POV

Life turns into hell when your long-time boyfriend loves to spend more time with your beautiful sister than you. My name is Annette Rose Queen and this is my story.

Have you ever noticed that in every chick lit, there exist a stock character whose life is perfect and fairy-tale-ish? Mine was like that. I am one of those few unfortunates who had a big family with lots of siblings and the rest of the unfortunates are my brothers and sisters. (My parents must have hated television, I guess, so they passed their time by populating our dear Earth.)

My life was great and content, and drama free until my eldest brother, Max went to high school and started bringing over his friend, Brandon. My middle school body finally felt the hormones kicking but with it, I realised something or Brandon may have mentioned it while I was hitting on him, I am cute. Like a small teacup-pig and I literally, have an oink-oink nose.

Since then my life turned all dull gloom and doom until Damien entered my life. It was the first day of High School, I was sitting in a cafeteria, laughing at everyone's lame joke as my parents suggested, when I met his eyes. He was walking it with his friends. Damien was in my elder sister, Lily's class. He sat next to me and started talking about my old school.

That was just our meet-cute moment. From that moment, Romien(Rose+Damien, get it) became a thing in high school. I was the first girl, he ever dated. We were the most talked couple. The 'it' couple. Nothing could go wrong, everyone and everything was so happy. (Sigh). On my 16th birthday, we had our first kiss, I should have guessed something was wrong with us but my slow brain was blind and stupid. Just stupid. It all starts in my Sophomore year.

"Do you think Damien is cheating on me?" I asked my sister.

I'm not much of an observer but no one can actually miss noticing that Damien seems more interested in spending time with my siblings especially Lily than me. Earlier, I was worried that he is interested in her and the small disgusting part of my brain was telling me that Lily is already 'involved' with him.

Recently, I snooped through his phone and found some incriminating evidence against them. He hasn't saved her number but I know her number, by heart. Since them, I am trying to catch them red-handed.

"Lily, are you even listening to Rose?" Max, my eldest brother asked her as she suspiciously inspected our family photo.

"Do you think mom and dad planned us or we are just a drunken mistake?" asked Lily out of the blue and clearly, dodging my question.

"Not all, just Jarred," answered Tommy, my youngest brother. Tommy is the baby 'weirdo' of our family. He once believed that we are adopted because our looks didn't exactly match. He also believes that Earth is flat so we just ignore that poor soul.

"Exactly," agreed Lily. It's part truth as Jarred is a year younger than me while the others including me shared the age -gap of 2 years amongst us.

"But that doesn't answer my question," I further implored her which she just ignored. She gave me a flimsy excuse and left with Tommy.

"Do you really think he is cheating on you?" Max asked me. He was a really protective older brother and it worried me. He recently left for college and visits us on the weekends. Sometimes, he altogether skips the visits because of his 'new and shiny' girlfriend, Sarah. Sarah is HOT and really sweet. My mother hates her which just fuels Max's love for her.

"Nah, I was trying to make a convo with Lily. Don't worry." I added quickly. I don't want my family involved without any proof.

"Are you sure? I can speak with him and Bran can keep an eye on him if you want," said Max, seriously. Bran has decided to take a year off and stay with his dad, helping him with their family restaurant. Cooking men are the hottest one.

Tears threatened to show my pent-up fear and anger and other feelings including betrayal and all kinds of frustration but I covered it up with my demoness laugh. "Nah, I am just kidding. If something bothered, I'll definitely call you." And I really hope it doesn't come to that.

I have set my own spy who is stalking Damien stealthily and updating his whereabouts. I know he is cheating on me with Lily but I want to give her an opportunity to confess before I confront her. Although a part of me wants to kill them the 'other' just want to cry and choke on my tears. I kind of expected this from Damien but not my own sister.

Actually, I had a dream a few days ago, where I caught Lily kissing my husband, I guess from my screams and I shouted at them and then I felt sticky blood on my thighs. My mom said it means the devil is trying to get me and I lack spiritual energy but I think it's a forewarning. My mind is sending me signals to be cautious in a relationship.

But now, I am tired of waiting. Today, I am going to go over to Damien's place and ask him the truth. I don't want to see Lily with him. I can never recover from that kind of betrayal.

I thought of calling Max, to accompany me and give me a morale boost to break his nose then I deliberately 'mistakenly' called Bran, he is much taller and stockier that Damien and his cronies in case I needed to fight. Who am I kidding? Bran is hot if needed I can show off him as my new boyfriend to that pathetic skinny Damien.

Makeup and straight hairs were not really necessary for the confrontation but I wanted him to know that he is missing the hotter sister and maybe impress Bran. As I was putting on my high-heels, Bran came into my room and stood dumbstruck by the door.

"Is it…hot in here?" asked Brandon, looking really flushed. I don't know how he artificially blushes but he often does it while talking to me.

"No, maybe, Thanks, I am not sure." I squeaked as I dropped my purse. All the blood rushed to the tingly parts of my body.

"Allow me," said Brandon as he bent down to pick up my purse. Damn, he got ass to rival the ass of Hugh Jackman.

"Thanks." I giggled as I let my hand accidentally brush against his ass.

It took only 10 minutes' drive in his old rusty car but I felt bizarre after seeing his door. I am too dramatic.

"Are you going to tell me what happened? Why are we watching his house?" Bran interrogated with that smoldering look of his which just compelled me to tell him the truth.

"I think he is cheating on me." I sounded sad to myself.

"Oh!" He said understandingly.

"With Lily," I whispered the darkest secret I ever had.

"No. impossible. Lily would never steep that low." He sounded incredulous.

"I know but Damien would. Lily is young and beautiful. She is innocent and easily falls into all kind of traps and… and the past few months, she had been secretive." I remember how she had been hiding her phone and locking her room.

"That doesn't mean she is with Damien." He said almost angrily.

"I know that's why I'm going to ask him and sort it out. Once and for all, I don't have any problem with him dating Lily." I said and realised the truth of this statement ringing inside me. Toxic relationship.

"Come on, I'll come with you." He took my hand and pressed reassuringly. I just wished my stomach would stop knotting.

We were near his door when I heard it. Damien was arguing with someone, someone familiar. Beside me, Bran stiffened. "Stay here. I'll go and check if everything is okay." He assured me but I didn't need it. I had already recognised the voice. It was Jarred's.

I don't why and how but suddenly the air seemed solid around me. I followed Bran's path and entered his house through the back gate and went up to his room.

A deafening silence fell upon me. No, no. It is not possible. They must have heard me because they were all staring at me. It should be a dream. It must be a dream. My eyes turned hazy and I almost fell when Bran caught me. All the while, Jarred stood there shirtless with Damien in his boxers. I almost felt light weighted and horrible. I don't remember how and why but it all triggered. Truth has been staring at my face. My spy was right, he was meeting up with his lover but it wasn't Lily. Oh, she knows. She knows. I felt sick. So sick. So dirty.

"Hey, Rose. It's okay. I am here. I am so sorry. You had to see them like that." Bran's voice sounded from a far distant place. I felt warm liquid on my face, I don't suppose, I was bleeding.

"Rose, Rose...Annette, please talk to me. You must be hating them but try to under…" That did it, nobody calls me 'Annette', it was a sweet caress, it brought me out of my reverie.

"What are you talking about? I am not sad to see my boyfriend cheating on I am hurt because my brother didn't think he could tell me about his sexuality. I am crying because I failed as a sister. Because Jarred had to hide his love from me." I was surprised that he thought I am angry at my brother. Although, I am. He opened up about it with Lily instead of me.

"What… are you?" Now, he looked confused. Men are so dumb.

"I always knew that my relationship with Damien is not meant to be. I am not even sure if I love him. I never felt the… rain." I again spoke my mind rather than telling the sane stuff.

"Rain?" he questioned me with raised eyebrows.

"Yeah, I have this feeling that the moment when I'll fall in love, the heaven will send me a sign. It never happened with Damien. Anyways, only a desperate man will want me and apparently, gays too." A small pain swallowed my heart as I said the word. My brother is gay.

"Why do you say that? It's the first time, you'll be single in high school. Just wait until the news gets out, you'll be flocked with invites and I won't be surprised if you get proposals." He sounded mad about it.

"Wow, you are funny too." I laughed at his confused face.

"No, it is the truth. You are a total babe. Great bod and perfect ass-ets," said Brandon, blushing furiously.

"But I have a… piggy nose, you told me that." I pointed out the obvious.

"Yeah, because I find it really cute." He looked as if I hurt him.

"Don't lie." He looked too serious for me to consider it as a joke.

"What's there to lie about? If it weren't for Damien or your brother, I would have definitely asked you out." He stated it as matter of fact, oblivious to my thudding heart. My shattered world was long forgotten.

"Is this a joke? I am an ugl…" I never got to finish the sentence. After that, I never felt ugly, even my oink-oink nose felt sexy.

Suddenly, warm lips touched my lips. It should have been physical but somehow the warmth turned into hot searing fire burning through her body, it felt a lot like embarrassment, when your face goes red, maybe it was blushing. Shit, I am blushing and before the fire could burn Bran, I felt the first drop of water touching my nose. No, this should not be happening. No, please not, Bran will definitely freak out now. Then everything changed when Bran pushed me closer, his hand tangled around my hairs as he coaxed and molded my lips to his but this was too good to last long. He finally released me.

Then I was definitely freaking out because I felt 'it' poking, it never happened before. Shit, shit, shit. I turned to tune it out and focus on his megawatt smile which proved as challenging as that with his cute dimples.

"I am sorry, I should have asked you first…but you are interested in me, right? I mean I am sweet and definitely want you, hell, I've been dreaming about you for a while. God, this is complicated. You are off limits. Your brother will hate me for the rest of my life. Hell, he would probably kill me but I really, really, lo..like you... What I want to say is …that I am sorry but I don't regret this." He finished awkwardly.

"Bran, I should go back." Yes, yes, yes. I can dance on the streets, right now.

"Yeah, sorry." Brain sounded disheartened. No, no, no, I want…Us. Damn you, Rose. Keep your mouth shut. Annette, you take the charge.

"But you can keep me warm with these kisses." Ugh, I am too forward. Oh! mother Earth, please swallow me.

"It's raining." He sounded elated and shocked and he looked at me in the whole new different light.

As I turned to get inside his car, I caught a lurking shadow behind me and realised that I won't have to hire any more stalkers.

xoxoxox

Hidden in the shadow of a great Oak tree, he saw the girl he loved, fall in love with another. She won't need his help anymore. No more spying. No more reason to meet her. He would soon be forgotten. He will cease to exist to her just like the time she ceased to exist in his life. His Anne.