Twenty-Five

Life's a rollercoaster ride. When you go up, you'll surely go down, and even though sometimes you're up, you gut feels like it's going down, down, down. That's what I feel right now. I may have finished the two scents, and maybe for the next months that will follow, I'll be the owner of our company. I knew I wanted that, I knew that it's all I ever dreamed of but then a year ago, I found the girl that I could spend the rest of my life with, and now that I had it all, I lost her, I lost the best thing that was ever mine.

Yes, I know I said that I wouldn't give up on her and after I had finished the second scent, I had been racking my brain on what to do to win her back again. But so far, nothing came to my mind, I wasn't getting anything, I didn't know what to do. I tried wooing her with roses and chocolates and rings but each time, she either gives the chocolates to her employees or asked Finn to return it to me. I tried everything my mind could think of, all the romantic things that had settled in my mind, even the cliché ones. I even asked help from the other guys, even Kurt but then nothing, she refused to because I know that she still had knowledge that Bree was still here.

Speaking of devil, she was always showing up at my work but I had told the guards not to let her in and so she waits till I finish work. She's getting up on my nerves and if she hits the button, I will self-destruct. I still have no idea why she wants me back, no idea why she's here and why she ruined my relationship with Quinn. I had tried to give her money and ask her to leave me the hell alone but she just returns me the money and refuses to leave.

"Sam."

I looked up and furrowed my eyebrows, "I told the guards not to let you in."

And as if on cue, Steven entered my office looking frustrated, "She barged in Sam, the guards tried to hold her down but she's good with her heels."

I sighed, "Okay."

Steven then went out the room and glared at Bree, even Steven didn't like her. Bree just rolled her eyes and huffed haughtily, sitting down on my sofa and making herself at ease. Once she was settled comfortable, she turned her attention to me and gave me a smile.

"How you feeling Sammy?"

"Been feeling like hell," I mumbled, "No thanks to you."

She rolled her eyes, "Why don't you just stop being stubborn and forget about the blonde? She's not worth it, anyway."

And that was it. That was the last straw. She finally hit the button that allowed me to self-destruct. I looked at icily, rising from my chair and glaring her with daggers. She looked at me, completely at ease, oblivious that she finally hit it.

"That's enough Bree," I said, my voice stern.

"Enough?" she asked, standing up and walking around my office, "I told you Sam, I want you. I'm not flying back to LA when I don't have you."

"When will you get it?" I told her, my voice raising, "I don't want to be with you. I want to be with Quinn, only Quinn!"

"What does that blonde have on you that made you go gaga over her?" she asked, shaking her head, "What does she have that I don't? Why do you refuse to be with me?"

"I refuse to be with you because I had realized long ago that you weren't worth my time, that you weren't worth lusting or loving for," I told her, "And what does Quinn have that you don't? She has my love Bree, one thing that you will never ever have."

She rolled her eyes, "Fine Sam. Be like that but you know that I will have you."

She was about to get out and I knew this wouldn't be over until she has me. I grabbed her arm and she spun around. Our eyes locked and for an instant, I remembered the old her, the one who was sweet and the Bree who I thought I loved.

"I don't want to see you tomorrow," I hissed, "Or the day after, I just want you to leave."

"I'm not leaving Sam," she said.

I gripped her arm even tighter, "Why did you come back Bree? Did you expect that everybody would still want you? Would still want to see you? This isn't high school anymore, nobody's scared of you anymore. You are not the golden girl anymore."

And for a minute there, I saw a flash of hurt in her eyes. When I looked deeper at those brilliant blue eyes, I saw the pain that she'd been hiding, I saw the frustration, the sadness, the loneliness. And then she whispered to me, "You wanna know why I came back? Why I went after you? Why I was so determined to ruin your relationship with Quinn? You wanna know my agenda?"

"Yes."

She pulled her arm from me forcefully and then retrieved her seat on the couch. She looked at me and motioned for me to sit down. I shook my head and she just rolled her eyes. She took a deep breath before saying anything.

"When I left you to be with Brandon, I was happy," she admitted, "I know I hurt you and the years that we were together I did love you but when it came to Brandon, it was different. We were together until we finished college, I was happy for him because he was gonna be the next owner of their company. I was still with him even if I rarely saw him. Like the two of us, we made love a lot of times too."

I put on a disgusted look when I saw her smile at the memory. I rolled my eyes and then looked at her, "Don't wanna hear that."

She laughed, "One day, I just found out a life-changing event in my life, in both our lives."

I looked at her and it didn't take long for me to process what she was saying, "You were pregnant."

"Good guess," she said and this time, tears formed in her bright blue eyes, "I was pregnant, with his child of course. We were together for years and I didn't do it with anyone else in the years we were together. I love him, I couldn't cheat on him."

"Okay," I said nodding, not really caring about what she felt on him, I just wanted to know her agenda.

"But when he found out, to my dismay, he didn't want anything to do with our child and so he left me," she whispered, this time, she allowed the tears to fall from her eyes this time, "And so for the past two years, I've been raising my child, her name is Blaze Dawson."

I nodded, "Okay. But what's your agenda Bree?"

She let out a laugh, "You never give up do you?"

"Just tell me Bree," I said sternly.

"I wanted Blaze to have a father because Brandon isn't with us," she said sighing, "And then I thought of you, of how you were so good to me and maybe despite the pain I've caused you, you could take me back in your arms and then accept Blaze as your own," she admitted with a small sad smile, "I guess I wasn't thinking very clearly."

"But you still did it," I told her angrily. I knew how a child needed a father, that's why I tried so hard to be a father to my younger siblings but I didn't get why Bree would do it despite the fact that she saw me happy with Quinn, "You ruined my relationship with Quinn!"

"Blaze deserves a father!"

"And I deserve my happiness!" I countered back, "And you ruined it. I know it's selfish for me to say that but you know that I'm right. Quinn didn't do anything to make you act like that to her, to make her crack."

"I'm sorry," she said, tears streaming down her face. It was the first time I saw her broken, it was the first time that Bree Dawson let her barriers down and cried in front of someone.

"She didn't deserve getting hurt Bree," I told her, sitting down next to her this time. My voice had soften and I had regained my composure, "I didn't deserve getting hurt. You didn't deserve Brandon and Blaze didn't deserve not having a father."

It was silent for a minute, only her sobs could be heard as I tried to comfort her. And then she looked at me and gave me a lone smile, "You're a good guy Sam and you deserve Quinn. I'm sorry for even getting you into my problems."

I squeezed her shoulder, "There are a lot of guys out there Bree, one that would accept you and love and love Blaze too but that guy isn't me Bree. I love Quinn and you know that."

"I do," she whispered, "I'm really sorry Sam. I was just so selfish."

"You were being a mother," I told her.

She smiled and then wiped her tears, "Thanks Sam."

I smiled back, "You may have hurt me Bree but you do know that I'll always be a kind man."

She giggled, "David raised you well."

It was silent for a while as the two of us conversed about what had happened in her life when she left me. Brandon did love her but he loved their company more and he thought that having a child would ruin his reputation with his parents. What a douche. Bree had been living in LA working as an accountant, one of the many jobs she never thought she would be in. She was living with her sister and Blaze was there. She shown me a picture of Blaze and I admit, the little girl was pretty. She had Brandon's light brown hair and Bree's curls, she got Brandon's straight nose and Bree's pouty lips, but the best feature she had was Bree's bright blue eyes, except that hers didn't resemble gray or was as icy as her mother, in fact, hers were warm, eyes that would be adored by anybody and everybody.

"You know you and Quinn will have amazing little ones," she said, staring the picture frame I had of Quinn, "Little blonde hairs, others with bleach blonde or golden blonde with bright green eyes like yours or eyes that has the slightest tweak of hazel, like Quinn's."

I smiled, picturing the little rugrats running around our house but as vivid as it was, I had a feeling that was no chance that it was gonna happen, "I hope."

She put a hand on mine, "Sweetie, it's gonna happen because I'll be helping you."

"What?"

She rolled her eyes, "Take it as an apology, Sam. I really am sorry and I'm willing to help you."

"But how?"

She smiled, "Russell is gonna have a party tomorrow night, and I'm sure you Evans are invited."

I nodded, "Yea, but I chose not to go so Dad's taking Ethan and Amber."

"But you still can go right?"

I nodded again, "Yes but if I go, I'll see Quinn to and it's Russell's party, I don't want his daughter to be upset at his own party."

"Oh would you quit being nice guy for a second pretty boy?" Bree said shaking her head, "I'm gonna help you to apologize and I am not taking no for an answer."

Before I could refuse, I found myself listening to her plan. I listened intently to Bree while she told me what to do and it didn't include any roses or chocolate but let me tell you, it includes a song. I nodded, hoping and praying to God that it will work.

Another chapter done. I think this is my third time updating. Well, I hope I get more reviews and I've already finish writing the epilogue. I think I'll be posting the remaining chapter and the epilogue tomorrow guys.

Oh and pjjclrnh, sweetie, sorry for making you feel worse, it was just a bad coincidence having me posting the current chapters that I had already written. I know they were sad chapters but don't worry, the remaining chapters will surely make you feel better. Smile! :]

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Dani