To Love or To Kill
Chapter 6: A Sibling Talk
Recap: Brady and Chloe still have not met. Belle has attempted to get the to meet but it still has yet to work. Brady and Chloe were suppose to meet thanks to Belle at the penthouse, since she was hoping Brady would provide a ride to Chloe to Basic Black. Since she is the new model, but Brady has no idea. He is also in the dark about her past when reviewing her files and is still determined for revenge against DiMera. After taking a break Brady is returning to the conference where Kate is waiting to speak with Chloe Wesley. When Brady sees someone entering the room from afar but knows that from judging from their backside, it seems familiar. And I thinks that's where I left off.
Brady walking to the conference room mindlessly. His eyes fully open, his coffee still steaming in his hands as he walked through what seemed to be a long hall. He was getting closer until he felt a tap on his shoulders. Brady stopped but never turned around. Still waiting or hoping the girl who had stepped into the conference room and with any luck was the new model would step out soon.
"Brady" a voice came from behind him. A quite annoyed soft spoken voice as well which was known to Brady.
Not really wanting to turn around and face the person he began walking off of again. As if he were in awe of only her hair. Since that was the only thing he had seen of the model. She was tall, slender but curvy shape, and had hair that extended all the way to her… 'Wait' Brady thought. 'She couldn't be, I mean she isn't' the same girl. It's not possible. That would mean…' he began but was interrupted again by a fierce pull to his shoulder and frustrated grunt.
"BRADY!" Belle yelled placing her hand back to her side. This was getting old, what was it what he always has on his mind he can't respond within 10 seconds. "What the hell is your problem!? I've been trying to get your attention for a few minutes now! NO! I've been trying to get your attention all day!" she fumed with each word. More determined to tell him about what she wanted to for a long time in teenager years.
Brady shot a look to her, "Watch your mouth, Belle. I'm still older than you and"
"And don't you forget it, Yeah I know Brady cut the crock…I need to talk with you!" Belle finished. Rolling her eyes and having her arms placed tightly crossed around her chest she waited until Brady seemed to be in full focus of what she had to say.
"Yes Belle, what is it?" he said staring at her intently. The girl was a complete nut job sometimes! 'I'm sure most of her other perky cheerleaders don't know of this other side to Belle Black, the one in which she is a pain in the a**' he thought fiercely.
"You're a real piece of work, you know that?" she questioned. "You have some NERVE to leave and not even tell me. I had something real important to tell you!" she said.
Brady didn't care to hear her any more as he snapped, "You know what whatever it is you have to tell me can wait. I have something important to tend to, like business. Not girl talk with your little friend it that is what your upset about! I'll meet her later!" he said.
"NO YOU'LL BE MEETING HER NOW Brady!" Belle screamed frustrated. Which caused an uproar in the office as it bounced off the walls of the hall and into many doors that were open. A continuous echo surrounded the halls as it became more widespread and people begin sticking there heads out their offices.
Brady lowly sneered to Belle, "Any louder and I'm sure Dad could've heard!" Then Brady realized what he said and quickly said, "I'm sorry Belle. Look I didn't mean it."
Belle eyes were watery but she didn't want to show pain as she said, "Its okay, I know you miss dad too. I still feel he's with us, watching over us everyday."
Hearing that Brady thought about the dreams he had been having the past few nights. The ones he woke up from in cold sweats. Labored breathing and sharp pains in his back. They were visions of some sort. As if his father had been trying to tell him something. Something about the killer. That one night they occurred was when Brady buckled down and started researching Stefano's youngest child. He hadn't come across anything really 100 percent, except for the fact she was talented. Not just any talent, she supposedly had the sound of an angel some acclaimed when she sang for her father. The only person whom she really adored and loved besides her family. And shared the same passion as her father for opera. Other than that pieced nothing concrete as her name or whereabouts where known to him. Getting back to reality Brady faced Belle after she was through wiping her eyes.
"Belle you said something earlier. What did you mean by me meeting her now? Is she here with you now or something?" he questioned her confused.
Belle smiled at her brother, he still had yet to put the pieces together. "My friend, Chloe, Chloe Wesley you mean Brady," she said hinting and nudging Brady along.
Brady looked at his sisters actions as if she had been into eating too much sugar again. "Belle what about your friend," he asked again.
Belle looked at him and frowned. She let out a big sigh as she said, "The girl you are interviewing today, her name is Chloe Wesley, right?"
Brady nodded his head and as he did it, the light bulb went off, the fireworks were lit, the tea whistled, and the champagne popped its top. "Are you serious," he asked in astonishment. Realizing that his earlier thoughts weren't too farfetched as he suspected earlier.
Belle only closed her eyes and nodded. When she reopened them, Brady was already on his way to the conference room. "Hey, wait up, Brady!" Belle said as she ran to catch up. He was farther than she suspected initially. Then she noticed the blank look on Brady's face as he went into the room. She could only see him from a side view as he entered but his face was hard to read. The expressions were without emotion as he went in. Belle couldn't decipher what it was about Brady stance that spooked her but it seemed to be… "Dad?" she said aloud.
TBC…..
Chapter 6: A Sibling Talk
Recap: Brady and Chloe still have not met. Belle has attempted to get the to meet but it still has yet to work. Brady and Chloe were suppose to meet thanks to Belle at the penthouse, since she was hoping Brady would provide a ride to Chloe to Basic Black. Since she is the new model, but Brady has no idea. He is also in the dark about her past when reviewing her files and is still determined for revenge against DiMera. After taking a break Brady is returning to the conference where Kate is waiting to speak with Chloe Wesley. When Brady sees someone entering the room from afar but knows that from judging from their backside, it seems familiar. And I thinks that's where I left off.
Brady walking to the conference room mindlessly. His eyes fully open, his coffee still steaming in his hands as he walked through what seemed to be a long hall. He was getting closer until he felt a tap on his shoulders. Brady stopped but never turned around. Still waiting or hoping the girl who had stepped into the conference room and with any luck was the new model would step out soon.
"Brady" a voice came from behind him. A quite annoyed soft spoken voice as well which was known to Brady.
Not really wanting to turn around and face the person he began walking off of again. As if he were in awe of only her hair. Since that was the only thing he had seen of the model. She was tall, slender but curvy shape, and had hair that extended all the way to her… 'Wait' Brady thought. 'She couldn't be, I mean she isn't' the same girl. It's not possible. That would mean…' he began but was interrupted again by a fierce pull to his shoulder and frustrated grunt.
"BRADY!" Belle yelled placing her hand back to her side. This was getting old, what was it what he always has on his mind he can't respond within 10 seconds. "What the hell is your problem!? I've been trying to get your attention for a few minutes now! NO! I've been trying to get your attention all day!" she fumed with each word. More determined to tell him about what she wanted to for a long time in teenager years.
Brady shot a look to her, "Watch your mouth, Belle. I'm still older than you and"
"And don't you forget it, Yeah I know Brady cut the crock…I need to talk with you!" Belle finished. Rolling her eyes and having her arms placed tightly crossed around her chest she waited until Brady seemed to be in full focus of what she had to say.
"Yes Belle, what is it?" he said staring at her intently. The girl was a complete nut job sometimes! 'I'm sure most of her other perky cheerleaders don't know of this other side to Belle Black, the one in which she is a pain in the a**' he thought fiercely.
"You're a real piece of work, you know that?" she questioned. "You have some NERVE to leave and not even tell me. I had something real important to tell you!" she said.
Brady didn't care to hear her any more as he snapped, "You know what whatever it is you have to tell me can wait. I have something important to tend to, like business. Not girl talk with your little friend it that is what your upset about! I'll meet her later!" he said.
"NO YOU'LL BE MEETING HER NOW Brady!" Belle screamed frustrated. Which caused an uproar in the office as it bounced off the walls of the hall and into many doors that were open. A continuous echo surrounded the halls as it became more widespread and people begin sticking there heads out their offices.
Brady lowly sneered to Belle, "Any louder and I'm sure Dad could've heard!" Then Brady realized what he said and quickly said, "I'm sorry Belle. Look I didn't mean it."
Belle eyes were watery but she didn't want to show pain as she said, "Its okay, I know you miss dad too. I still feel he's with us, watching over us everyday."
Hearing that Brady thought about the dreams he had been having the past few nights. The ones he woke up from in cold sweats. Labored breathing and sharp pains in his back. They were visions of some sort. As if his father had been trying to tell him something. Something about the killer. That one night they occurred was when Brady buckled down and started researching Stefano's youngest child. He hadn't come across anything really 100 percent, except for the fact she was talented. Not just any talent, she supposedly had the sound of an angel some acclaimed when she sang for her father. The only person whom she really adored and loved besides her family. And shared the same passion as her father for opera. Other than that pieced nothing concrete as her name or whereabouts where known to him. Getting back to reality Brady faced Belle after she was through wiping her eyes.
"Belle you said something earlier. What did you mean by me meeting her now? Is she here with you now or something?" he questioned her confused.
Belle smiled at her brother, he still had yet to put the pieces together. "My friend, Chloe, Chloe Wesley you mean Brady," she said hinting and nudging Brady along.
Brady looked at his sisters actions as if she had been into eating too much sugar again. "Belle what about your friend," he asked again.
Belle looked at him and frowned. She let out a big sigh as she said, "The girl you are interviewing today, her name is Chloe Wesley, right?"
Brady nodded his head and as he did it, the light bulb went off, the fireworks were lit, the tea whistled, and the champagne popped its top. "Are you serious," he asked in astonishment. Realizing that his earlier thoughts weren't too farfetched as he suspected earlier.
Belle only closed her eyes and nodded. When she reopened them, Brady was already on his way to the conference room. "Hey, wait up, Brady!" Belle said as she ran to catch up. He was farther than she suspected initially. Then she noticed the blank look on Brady's face as he went into the room. She could only see him from a side view as he entered but his face was hard to read. The expressions were without emotion as he went in. Belle couldn't decipher what it was about Brady stance that spooked her but it seemed to be… "Dad?" she said aloud.
TBC…..