Blossom's POV
I had a few things to ask that jerk, I just had to be sweet. Brick doesn't lie, he's too blunt and doesn't care who's feelings he hurts; but that doesn't mean he wouldn't hide something from me either...and he normally does to. I sighed, thinking about how to keep him in a good mood or at least distracted. I wasn't like Buttercup (who he liked and really respected) or Brianna (who he feared to a certain point) or confuse him into confessing like Belle, or Bubbles who gave him the puppy dog eyes and crocodile tears. I was the only who who couldn't make him confess or had any degree to control him except for my kisses. Maybe...I should use some charm...like in one of Brianna's books.
I know if Buttercup was here, she would get him to talk. I felt a slight sickening feeling in my stomach but I pushed it back down. This wasn't the time to feel like that...just because Buttercup and Brick always get along...too well. Besides, he loves me...I think.
I snapped out of my thoughts when he sighed loudly.
"Geez, ask your questions already...and stop giving me that damn sad puppy dog look. You know that doesn't work on me." He groaned, "I only have one request."
"What?" I asked, trying to pay attention.
"That you interrogate me topless...or bottomless, I'm not really picky, both sides of ya are pretty hot too me." He winked, he was actually being playful, flirting.
I gasped and just shouted, "I'M WEARING A GOWN!"
"So you can't take that off?" He groaned again, "Oh c'mon, at least give me something to look at...it's not like I haven't seen it before."
I blushed but growled at him, "I'm not going to acknowledge that little comment. You'll answer my questions regardless, or...or...I'll get Brianna to question you with her drumsticks."
Brick rested his head on his arms as he sat on the chair backwards, but I could see a sweat drop, "Damn it, fine, but don't bring that Monster into this...I'm doing it to clear Butch's name...and because...I would do anything for my Cherry...when no ones around."
I blushed and my heart pounded like crazy at him calling me 'his pet name', "Awwww, Bricky Bear," I smiled at him, all I need to do is lower his guard. I fingered him to come and sit on the bed next to me. He came over nonchalantly but Brick blushed as I kissed him on the cheek.
"Just ask your damn questions already." He was still blushing and looking away but he wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Alright then," I had to really think of some safe questions, "What do you know about Deranged drug stuff?"
"Don't do it." Brick sighed, he started kissing my neck, " Druggies aren't attractive."
"I'm not, I was just asking because the Mimic had a case of it, not to mention, the Professor found some in Butch's and Buttercup's bodies." I didn't want to sweat the technical stuff, like how it was found on Buttercup's cup. I groaned as I pushed him back, "Stop...you don't wanna leave another hickey, my dad would be furious again... and we need to stay focus. What do you know about it?"
"Deranged huh? You know, I actually started that name...and it stuck. That drug is pretty easy ta get if you know the right people. They say the stuff is addictive, but I wouldn't know. Now that I think about it...Butch told me that The Mimic was dealing it...but none of us take it." His fingers comb through my hair.
"Of course, because you won't do drugs because you're not a loser." I said proudly, placing my hand under his shirt. He smiled, giving me a strong kiss on the lips. I said the right thing, his shoulders weren't tense anymore, he's letting his guard down as I broke the kiss, "We need to focus. C'mon, for Butch's sake."
"Yeah...and Buttercup's." He sat back a little, but he was rubbing my chin, "But there was an accident, if you remembered. It seems that some guy gave Blitz a free sample of it...in one of those little white papers folded. He left it on the table, and me, thinking it was BC powder. I took it because I had a really bad headache...because of you screaming at me again."
"Well, what happened?"
"I don't remember, but the whole house was torn up, I broke the door off and I was sleeping in the park. Don't even get me started on what happened after wards; but I'm pretty sure I said somethings so raw that Beast couldn't stop blushing for a week when he saw me. I was throwing up and sick for days remember."
I gasped as I did remember that, "You told me you were sick."
"Oh and I was. My brothers and Blitz said that I was all over the place. It's like having having a wicked hangover for a week. Trust me, there was nothing addictive about that drug. In fact, I think I heard something similar happening to that Annie (Sedusa) chick."
"You were so well behaved because you were just lying around that whole time. I would stay just to make sure you were ok and had a bucket." I laughed and he was relaxed. I just have to stay calm and make sure he stays calm.
"Yeah." Brick shrugged his shoulders.
Interesting...so the Professor was right.
"Hmmm...well at least you learn, right? How about we start with at the Bar that you shouldn't have been at?" I forced a chuckle, rubbing the back of his head.
"Hey you're not gonna make me feel guilty about that. I've been good...sort of, so I thought the boys could use a little fun but of course Blitz didn't go." I could feel him swallowed hard when I kissed his throat.
"Of course you do...But at a bar? I thought you would go to the skate park...or the pranking the good citizens, like always...so why a bar?" I asked seductively, tabbing his nose, "Butch was still on probation, how could you do that? Be so naughty like that?"
Brick cupped his warm, rugged hand on my face, but he sat back a little, "Look, I just wanted him to get some of his balls back alright." Brick pulled something out of his pocket, an orange lighter with flames on it. I wonder why did he sat back like that.
"Do you have to be so vulgar? What do you mean?" I tried my best to ignore this...this suspension, "I thought you stopped smoking, what are you doing with that lighter? Smoking isn't attractive or setting throws on fire." I mocked him with a sly smile.
"Awwwww, Cherry, don't worry. I don't smoke anymore. I just like hearing the sound of the clicking and sometimes looking at the fire can feel so warm."
I cleared my throat, I have to focus...get back into the seductive character.
"I'm just kidding, but the clicking sound does help...with stress. Calms me down." He sighed.
"I don't think it's works...but I don't mind when my hunk's a little angry; but back to the matter at hand, you were being a good big brother..." I sat closer beside him and placed my legs on his, rubbing the back of his neck and he sat back up.
"Oh...I love these smooth legs." Brick seemed to like this and he started rubbing him as he continued, "Back to the case, Butch wanted to see Buttercup, he wanted to apologize and shit, but all he did was be a whiny little bitch about it and started drinking like a god damn fish instead. He was beyond depress. It was pathetic to watch, plus he wouldn't argue with me...it's no fun. I know the boys and me are equally match, but Butch is the only one who actually fights me. Blitz is too much of a nice guy, Boomer isn't always a fighter and Beast just blushes like a little queen, makes me wonder if he's a boy."
"Hey...No teasing Beast, he's a gentleman and ladies love a gentleman. Back to Butch, you thought getting him out of the house and a little drunk, would be a good idea? Bricky Bear, you always did have an interesting way of looking at things." I placed my arm around his back and pushed my chest against his, he liked a lot...I can tell. He could resist the girls, and I have to admit, I love it when he looks at me like that...sometimes...
He got his undivided attention...
"I picked The Game Keeper for several reasons-"
"And one of them was for blackmail...yeah I talked to Ernie." I glared at him.
"Maybe," Brick looked away, but then he just cleared his throat, "It's not exactly blackmail if you're not asking for money. I just asked 'politely' if it was ok to have a few drinks and I wouldn't tell his manager about his real age. Anyways, the second reason was for location reasons too." He clicked his lighter, but I grabbed his hand and kissed it.
"What if he started the fire? No way, he would never." My mind just couldn't help but ask that.
"The Game Keeper...it's close to Buttercup's place? I get it. All Butch needed was some liquid courage and boom...he would go over there." I guessed and Brick stopped clicking his lighter, he gave me this weird look.
"Damn, I forgot you're more than a pretty face. It's kinda a turn on." Brick just lunged at me, pushing me back onto my bed, kissing my neck and chest. I rested my hand on his back underneath his clothes as I felt the heat of those kisses.
"Brick...*gasp* Wait...we need to stay *groan*...focus." I moaned but I can't give in...my mind was wondering...
"But what if he did? Brick is strong enough to hold his own with Buttercup...That could be what he used? No way, Brick is a hot head but why would he attack Buttercup? Did he really like her? What if she rejected- what am I thinking. NO WAY! He loves me...right?"
"And her family wasn't there." I blurted out saying as another question instantly popped into my head and I just asked it before I even thought about it, "Wait, did you plan this?"
"Huh? What did you say?" Brick halted, he was still on top of me, but with not only a confused look but also...possibly a guilt look. I wished it took it back but it was out there or at least I shouldn't have said it like that, "Cherry, don't ruin the moment, I was just getting to those busty 'girls' of yours."
Now I know he knew something, because he wanted to clear Butch's name and now he wants to have fun...that wasn't like him. I pushed him back further.
"I'm sure Belle has already figured it out...but...First, Buttercup stays home from a big wrestling match out of town. With that nasty breakup of hers, any girl would have jumped at the chance to get out of town...just to be distracted but she stays instead...and you decided to suddenly care that much about Butch...I mean really really care-"
"Of course I would care. Any one would've been and I told you how annoying he was." Brick snapped at me, he frowned. He was so defensive...I knew it...he's hiding something. He straighten his clothes back up as he sat beside me, "I don't see why that's so weird."
"Don't snap at me, you agreed to this...we're trying to find out what happened. All I'm saying is...this just seemed strange to me. You normally stay out of people's relationships." I sat up, crossing my arms, "You barely like to be in our own relationship."
"Strange, what's strange about helping out?" He frowned at me with the other comment.
"What am I suppose to think? You..." I shut my mouth, my suspensions were just pouring out of my mouth. I can't just accuse him but...
He was in my face and just glaring right at me, "What are you trying to say?"
I glared back at him, not threatened by his intimidating glare. Brick could be violent, he curses like a sailor and loves to fight but he would never...never hurt me...Not like when we were enemies.
"I'm just trying to figure out what happened to one of my best friends. Please...Brick Bear." I don't want to start another fight, I touched his cheek and gave him a light kiss, but it was gone. The passion that he had was gone and he was putting his defenses back up.
Brick smiled hard as if he was trying hard to hold back his temper, "Yeah, of course." Brick clicked the lighter three times in a row as he leaned on my pillow. I took a deep breath.
"Is it true that you were at the Buttercup's apartment complex, hours before the fire?" I just asked, maybe I shouldn't have asked that so suddenly. I really should have eased up into that question.
"And if I was? Are you suggesting that I'm a suspect." Brick smiled at me, he clicked the lighter again. Great, he was starting to shut me out.
"You were there, weren't you? There was an eyewitness, who said that around 7:30, then at 9:00. There was this smoking hot, angry guy, yelling at her...in fact, she saw this guy before with Buttercup...a few days before, punching someone." I could barely keep calm when I said with Buttercup. My eyes, I could feel them tearing up, "Were you cheating on me with her?"
Brick had this surprised look, or maybe it was shock, he fell right off the bed, "What the f-"
"Did you?" I could barely stop myself now. He was trying to stand up but I shoved him back down on the bed, "Did you like her? Did you love her? I've seen you before all this even happened...you both ride on your skateboards! Laughing! SO HAPPY! HAPPIER THAN YOU EVER WERE WITH ME! WHISPERING IN THE CORNER! PLAYING SOCCER! You've barely laugh with me, in fact...you put a front with me."
Brick just shot back up, his face was so red, the whole room was burning hot, "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"SHUT UP! WAS IT AN ONE- SIDED LOVE? Did you love her but she didn't love you, Huh! Huh! HUH!" I pushed him again, "You left and met up with your brothers and came in at 9:10. What if Buttercup was knocked out and you delayed the time of the fire, Huh? YOU'RE A PYROMANIAC PSYCHOPATH! I BET YOU KNOW HOW! ANSWER ME DAMN IT!"
"What? Cherry, calm down! Damn it, there was nothing between-" Brick just stood up again when I tried to push him back, he grabbed me by the wrists. I struggled, I could barely keep myself from crying now. My heart was racing and every ounce of my body struggle and fought him.
"JERK! YOU KEEP YOUR SECRETS FROM ME! YOUR OWN GIRLFRIEND! BUT IF BUTTERCUP WAS HERE, YOU WOULD TELL HER EVERYTHING!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Did you try to kill her? BUT BUTCH WENT THERE? HE WAS CAUGHT AND NOW YOU FEEL GUILTY!" One of my hands had finally escaped his grip.
"BLOSSOM, I DIDN-"
SLAP!
I gasped as Brick crashed down to the ground, I just slapped him...hard...I even drew blood. That slap echoed throughout the room.
I gasped, I really don't know what gotten into me, all that energy and rage just left my body,"Brick...Bricky Bear are you-" I lowered myself to the ground and tried to touch his cheek but he pushed my hand away.
Brick sat on the floor, he had this meanest glare I've ever seen, his face was twisted with rage, "Well, you told me how you feel."
I frantically ran and grabbed a cloth, kneeling to the floor right beside him, I was about to wipe the blood, but he just pushed me away again.
"Brick...brick...I'm so-"
"Maybe I would take my chances with Brianna, she doesn't seem as much as a Monster to me anymore." Brick wiped his lip, he went towards the window, "I just can't believe you think that low about me...about your so called Best Friend. That Envy Green ain't your color, Cherry. I'm done with you."
"I don't. Wait, Brick, I'm sorry...I didn't mean...I love you...I really do." I rushed towards the window, but he jumped down and was gone, "Brick...I didn't mean it. I'M SORRY!"
My body felt like it was ready to collapse. I slid down onto my bed, crying. I can't believe it...I said those things...I saw something shiny in the corner of my eye. It was Brick's lighter, he must've dropped it in the struggle. I opened the lighter's top and smashed it down, to hear that 'click' sound. I did it, over and over, it was pretty addictive. I was surprised that he didn't hit me back...Brick wasn't one to take a hit, he even punched as old lady one time. I feel so stupid, I let my feelings run wild and now...I doubt Brick will ever talk to me again...or...maybe he's broken up with me just now...
It shouldn't feel like a big deal, we break up every month and and get back together...but I think he's serious this time. I think he even hates me...like when we were enemies.
But I know he's involved with this, he was too defensive.
The lighter sort of reminded me of the at the Mimic's apartment...and the bag of Deranged and the needles...
"Wait a minute," My eyes widened...it made me think of when Brick was smoking and his lighter.
"Ooooooookkkkk." Ken shook his head, "Well I dusted the needles...there are no fingerprints."
"Wait a minute, if those needles were the Mimic's, he should have been covered with fingerprints. I don't think he would have cleaned it, if he was just going to use it again. Plus, the Mimic had Dark Z rays, If it made Buttercup, Butch, and Brick sick...would the Mimic have kept using? He couldn't be a user."
My compact rung and I answered it, it was the Professor, "Blossom, I just got the Mimic's or Harry Sugo's Autopsy report that Belle asked for, is she there?"
"No...but I can tell her...But I don't think it's related to this case." I sniffed.
"Well, he died from an overdose of deranged, but he was knocked out first. He died early Saturday morning, about 1:30am."
"Professor...How many needle marks did he have?"
"Just one, why?"
"Oh nothing...it might not even be related to the case still, but I'll tell Belle."
I hung up and laid back on my bed. This case was starting to get me confused.
